Maybe I Hate You//L.S.

He held my gaze

[Louis P.O.V]

I'm moving back to Doncaster after five years since I moved out running after my mother when my parents got divorced

I received a scholarship it's quiet an expensive ones for my family situation. Despite the fact that I would miss mom and the girls so much but I really need sometimes for myself and since I could move out to Uni why not 'home'.

I met Liam Niall and Zayn earlier at the café asking them to find me a cheap place to stay but they insisted on letting me stay with Liam. I have no choice I don't really have much in my pocket

I showed the address Liam has send to the taxi driver, on the ride all I could think of is the park we passed earlier

Harry and I spend every possible time there pretending to be kings and run around from morn to night.

I missed everything about it here maybe the most part is the boy but I'm sure he doesn't even want to hear from me anymore

As the driver dropped me off on the exact location Liam send in

He drove off out of sight and I see myself on some random house, not even sure if anyone in there, I mean Liam said he's in a meeting

I risk a try and rang the doorbell, seeming there're lights coming from inside, someone could be living with him maybe Niall or something since this afternoon they came together

No answer

I rang again just to sure if anyone hears me, after a split second the door swung open and I made eye contact with a pair of forest green eyes that  leave me completely life less, lost of word just to froze in my spot

I wasn't sure if I should run or should I stay but I got nowhere to go, I pushed the thoughts to the back of my head and absorbed what in front of me

Harry fucking Styles who I assumed might hate me so much and wanting nothing to do with me, I swear to god I saw the way his eyes looking at me the same way he did five years ago in a split second. He shouldn't be, he might let go long times ago I believe

He opened his mouth to say something just to close it right after, Harry looks so much better so much taller

He grows his hair out allowing them to rest on his shoulder, he looks so different his body is covered in tattoos and his green eyes is so deep green I could see my reflection in them

"L-liam sent me this address...h-he said he lives h-here" I trailed off, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

Harry just back off the door way and let me in, he closed the door behind me as he always did when we were kids

I was about to ask him how has he been but I stopped myself. I don't even know if he wants anything to do with me at all

He sighed and walked off to what I assumed is the kitchen, he obviously hates me to the bone. I found myself seated on the couch fighting with the remote control

Trying to take my mind off the boy on the other side of the house when I never had my mind off him since I was six

I heard a low gasping I'm sure from kitchen the house is so quiet I could easily hear my own thoughts, I landed on the sport channel pretending to enjoy it the whole time

Harry rushed in to the side of the room to the aid box, he's bleeding so hard, what has he done?

I was about to jump up to him and do everything I could but the last thing I wanted to do was to freaked him out

I remain at my seat tensed up, when he glared up from his bleeding hand and met my gaze, Harry wrapped the bandage carelessly wasn't aware that it's bleeding so bad, he held my gaze his brows are furrowed slightly

I would just explode this town give up everything and ran to him hug him so tight he wouldn't breath, I miss him so much