My Sister's Boyfriend {AU Nouis - EDITING}

Chapter 3: My Date With the Boy With Curly Hair

 [Louis's POV]

I check the time once more, reading 7.58 pm. I sigh. How can time go by so slowly? I thought to myself, tapping my foot. I've been ready for the date I have with Harry tonight since 7.30 and I couldn't help but feel the nerves rise up in me. But not just from the date I've been practically dreaming of for a year, but of how I wish it was with Niall.

 

No you don't! I shook my head at myself. You do not wish it was Niall, you love how it's Harry! You know, the lad you've been drooling over ever since you first stared into those eyes when he first ordered a coffee at The Coffee Place?

How could I forget it? That smirk showing off his adorable dimples, the way his curls fall over his gorgeous eyes that remind me of the colour of the beautiful sky- Sky? But Harry's eyes are green. I groan. I was thinking about Niall again. Why can't he just leave my mind? I check the time again to see it's only been one minute since I last checked. Please hurry, Harry! I feel like I might drown in my stupid thoughts of Niall.

Niall... Even thinking his name sends shivers throughout my whole body. His playful attitude earlier today was rather... adorable. But when he pinned me down, I felt the whole atmosphere change. The way he stared into my eyes, made me want him even more.

 

No, Louis! You do not want Niall! You don't even like the bloke in that way! Sure, he has the most breath taking smile you've ever seen, and you could get lost in his eyes forever, but you do not like him.

Someone knocking at the door, quickly makes me loose my train of thought. I check the time to see it say 8 o'clock exactly. I go and open the door to see Harry smiling at me. I felt some of my happiness leave me. But why?

"Hello, Louis. You look incredible," Harry says, surveying my entire body. I could feel myself blush.

"Thank you, you're not so bad yourself," I replied, winking at him. He chuckles, and then kisses me on the cheek, lingering his lips longer than a friendly, kiss on the cheek.

"I'm serious, though. You nearly took my breath away, babe," he whispered to me. I politely smile at him, and close the door behind me walking to his car, which was a nice Range Rover.

As I enter the vehicle, I can't help but rub the soft leather of the seat. "Jeez, what are you? A secret millionaire?" I ask, jokingly. He laughs again, but I feel somehow empty listening to it.

"My mum and step dad are in the movie business. My mum is a producer while my step dad is a director. Me, being their child, have been obsessed with movies my whole entire life, so now I'm working with my mum for her company," he tells me. He continues on about his family, but I soon zone him out.

 

What's up with me? If this was yesterday, I would be listening to his every word. So, what has changed since then?

"Louis?" Harry asks, snapping me back into reality. I look in his eyes that are now full of worry. "Is something wrong?" he asks me. I shake my head, forcing a smile.