Chasing Harry - LS [2013] [2/3]

Chapter Nine; Before The Storm

Hey guys, here's chapter nine, sorry there won't be much of a description because my mother is nagging me to come with her to this thing, really annoying so yes! i won't be giving shoutouts like i said i would,annyways, this isn't my best chapter though i do warn a few plot twists and possible tears, so enjoy and comment and vote! and ill try to update faster, the next chapters will be filled with more because thats when the suspense will start setting it.

anyways, love you guys thanks for all the support, song is at the side as usual, Before the Storm.

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Chapter Nine; Before the Storm

Louis

“I love you, Louis Tomlinson.” Harry whispered.

            My body froze, as I stared into his deep green eyes feeling my lips slightly part as his voice lingered into the air for a half a second, vanishing one half after. My ears still weren’t sure to have heard exactly what Harry just said, even though it seemed to be the only thing rolling around in my head. His whisper was quiet and breaking which showed to have truth and nothing but the truth filled into the three words I had been dying to hear.

            I love you.

            “Finally.” I breathed, before closing the space between Harry and I, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, pulling him into a hug.

            His body didn’t hesitate as his own arms wrapped themselves around mine; pulling me close and tight as he leaned down a little to bury his face in my shoulder―the way he always did since he grew taller than me. I breathed in his scent, feeling myself sink into his warm embrace, wanting to stay like this forever, wrapped into his love.

            But even I knew not to wish for that.

            “Harry―babe, I got you guys some towels.” Emma said―which I didn’t even realize she had left the room.

            She walked over to us, as I stepped out of Harry’s arms, watching her petite body walk this way. I felt something in me start to boil as I realized she was wearing one of Harry’s t-shirts and boxer shorts as shorts. I looked away from her and then back at Harry who had his face turned towards her, reaching out for the towels and when he did she gave him a small smile before resting her hand on his upper arm and getting onto the tip of her toes to press a light kiss on his lips. She gave him a small grin and nod before turning around and disappearing up the stairs.

            When Harry’s eyes rested back on mine, I was ready to punch him.

            “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” I snarled under my breath.

            “Let me explain,” Harry then shouted, which caught me off guard.

            I shook my head though and turned around to the door, turning the handle and walking out, swinging the door.

            I didn’t hear it smack shut though as I made my way outside and down the path hearing footsteps following me until a tight grip grabbed my upper arm and I was suddenly face to face with Harry again, the rain pouring on both of us, blurring my vision for a short moment―unless those were tears, though to this point, I wasn’t sure no more.