Two Ghosts |l.s|

Chapter 3

There wasn't anything happening for the boys today other than a show that Harry had in Leeds, they had to wake up early that morning to get there before the afternoon.

Harry is currently sitting in the van alongside his band, Louis is driving behind them as he was told that he had to travel separately.

Unfortunately to Louis' luck he had to drive slightly further from them since his manager called him telling that they can't be too close to each other so soon.

Louis didn't understand how his manager completely ignored them hanging out the day before but when it came to driving behind a predictably unknown van to the public, he had to stay further way. It was stupid and he wanted to go against it. But he knew he couldn't. And that upset him.

Harry on the other hand was seated in his seat beside Mitch, laughing like two best friends do at an unfunny joke. After they'd calmed down from their little fit of laughter, Harry's phone begins to ring. He takes it out from his pocket and sees Lou flash across the screen. He slides to answer and puts his phone to his ear.

"Heyo Lou," Harry answers.

"Hey Haz, I've got some news, it's not bad but it's not great." Louis responded with a saddened tone.

Harry's smile slightly drops, "Why? What's up? Everything okay?"

Louis sighs, "Uh... yeah uh.. so I got a call from my manager saying I had to stay back a little so I'm not able to drive behind you guys and now I've gotten stuck in the bloody traffic so I might not be at the rehearsal on time.... f'gods sake.." muttering the last bit to himself.

Harry quietly chuckled at Louis' traffic frustration. "Lou, it's alright. Don't stress, it's just rehearsal, nothing important."

"No no, I can't be late, rehearsals are just as important. Anyways I just wanted to let you know, I've got to go, Neil's calling me."

"Alright Louis, drive safe and don't bully Niall too much." Harry responded with a laugh.

"I could never. Bye Harold,"

Harry shoved his phone into his pant pocket before looking up at a wide smiling Mitch.

"What?" Harry raises an eyebrow.

"Oh nothing, how's your boyfriend" Mitch asks as he cocks his eyebrow.

Harry looks at him unimpressed, "Really mature of you Mitch, you know he's not my boyfriend." He looks down, picking at his black ripped jeans. "Never has been." He whispers to himself, however it doesn't come out unheard.

Mitch tilts his head to the side, "What do you mean by that? The last part."

Harry looks at him with raised eyebrows, "nothing. I'm just saying he's never been my boyfriend."

"Yeah but you said it as if you wanted otherwise... you know you can talk to me right Harry?" He looks at Harry with a meaningful glance.

Harry knows the truth but is he really ready to tell it to Mitch, I mean, the second tour has started, it's about time he knows more about that aspect of his life.
"It's uh.. it's slightly more complicated than it may seem."

"Well we've still got a little bit of a drive before we get to Leeds and the other guys are sleeping dead now so go on, I'm listening." Mitch shifts in his seat to face more towards Harry.

Harry looks out the window and turns to face Mitch, "We were always very close.....during our time at the X factor. Especially during boot camp, we actually met there. And uh... as soon as we meet I guess we always knew that there was something there, but we never said anything about it to each other. We just lived the days as they went."