you're my colour in the dark // larry stylinson english

5

'Harry Styles with Louis Tomlinson.' Mrs Pancake spoke.

Obviously she did this on purpose after what happened the day back then. I looked at her with my angry expression but all she did was nod at me. I looked over to Louis who was already looking at me. I smirked at him and he quickly looked away, clearly scared of me. Oh how I enjoy this feeling.

The bell just finished his tour of ringing trough the school, what means this lesson is done.

I quickly packed my stuff and waited outside the classroom, for Louis.

One's he came out I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and yanked him to the wall. I know it ain't sweet of me doing this, but I just have to keep my image up.

'So Louis..' I trailed of, passing my fingers under his chin. Making him look at me.

'You come to my house, Wednesday at 7pm. Don't dare to be late.' I said looking straight at his eyes. He nodded and ran off, again, clearly scared.

Wednesday was in two days. I could've asked him over any day, even tonight but I have to clean my apartment. I may be mean but I'm not selfish, I wouldn't want to go somewhere dirty either to be honest.

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Today is the day that Louis will come over. Yesturday i gave him some death glares during the lesson, he just kept on staring at me. It's annoying you know. And i reminded him not to be late, i hate people who are late.

It is now 5.36pm, another one hour and a half till he will be here. I decided half an hour ago to start cleaning up my apartment. So I started with putting away all the beer bottles and rests of fast food who were spread here and there around the apart.

Now that I have done that I'm passing the vacuum cleaner for all the dirty things on the floor. Honestly how can I live in here without vomiting ?

One's that was done I saw some nasty stains on the floor, I took my mop and went on mopping the floor, I did the dishwasher and made my bed and then finally put on some vanilla smelling candles.

It was now 6.42pm. Oh wow time flies by. Louis had another 10 minutes to be here, if not he wouldn't like his punishment.

I turned on the tv, waiting for Louis. After 5 minutes the bell, finally, rang.

I hopped out of the couch walking towards it. Revealing..Louis?
Damn he looked so different then in school. At school he has those glasses, don't get me wrong it is kinda adorable but still, this Louis had no glasses on, his hair is put in a quiff and had some denim jacket with a dark grey sweater and black really really tight jeans. Why does he dresses differently at school then now?

I noticed I had zoomed out and quickly let him in, just by pushing my body aside, no talking, no touching.

'So, uhm, you can take of your jacket and shoes if you may like and go sit on the couch?' I questioned him rather then giving orders.

He simply responded by a nod and took of his shoes and jacket while I went into the kitchen, making some tea for myself.

'Louis, would you like some tea?'

'Yes please'

And so I made some for Louis too. When it was ready I walked towards the couch, seeing Louis already in it. I placed the tea on the coffee table just too see Louis quickly picking it back up and dragging it to his lips.

'So, you have any ideas for the song?' I asked.

'Yeah kinda, you may like it..or not actually. I don't know.' Louis kept on rambling. I got curious so told him to continue.

'Well, I know we have something in common: the loss of someone really important for both of us.' He said slowly.

I nodded, looking at my lap, rethinking of the painful memorie.

'Eleanor was important to you?' I said now pulling my eyebrows together in a frown.

'No no, I lost my mum.' He said, face softening. He weakly smiled at me.

'When?' I couldn't help myself from asking..

'7 December 2016.'

'I'm sorry for your loss.'

'Don't worry..I'm used to it now..I guess.'

'So, for the song huh' I said, changing the subject.

'Yeah, i thought we could make a song whom we express our feelings in for my mum and Eleanor. If that's alright with you ?' Louis questioned biting his nails.

'Sure' I simply said. I hadn't got any ideas and this could be a perfect subject since this is important for both of us. 'So how do you want it to start?'

'I know I want to call it Two Of Us, because it always had been me and my mum and I guess it had always been you and Eleanor as well. And then I would like to sing that no matter what they will always be in our hearts and yeah..' Louis explained.

'Okay. Let's do it.'

The song was really sad but don't expect a happy song when you are singing of dead people.

Me and Louis, surprisingly, made a quite good team. We already have half the song done. It is late but I don't want to stop now because the faster this is done the better it is.