Silent Life

4- Age: 18 years old

4- Age: 18 years old ll Louis Tomlinson

Alright so I need something to give back to Harry so that he can feel like I appreciated his gift. Having to go to the store is a struggle because well, you have to talk to people in there to find out what you need, and as you know I don’t talk. So that sucks. I get into my car and close the door, starting it up, and driving off towards the store.

The trees look nice today, and I just can’t understand why people would want to cut them down. I just don’t understand. The trees give us oxygen, which gives us air to breathe. I mean if you want to have a family, you need to understand that cutting down trees isn’t going to help the situation. You need air to breathe and you need to-

“Watch where you are going!” a voice shrieks.

I look up and see that I indeed have already gotten into the store and am pushing a car around not really paying attention to where I was going. Standing there with the bright green eyes and curly hair, I smile.

“Oh! Hey Louis without the ‘s’. How are you?” he asked smiling and moving out of the way of others trying to shop and leave.

I nod telling him that I am just great, but then I felt my cheeks begin to heat up. I placed my hands on my cheeks trying to avoid him seeing them heating up. It surely wasn’t because of him was it? No, it couldn’t be, it just couldn’t be.

“What brings you to the store?” he asks.

I didn’t really know how to tell him, so I just motioned him to follow me and then I will show him. He followed me, and I walked over to the baking aisle and grabbed a box of cake mix. I showed it to him and he nodded confused. Then I pointed to him and then back at the box, and then back at him.

“You’re turning me into a cake?” he asked.

I shook my head and tried again with a different approach. I put the cake in his hands and then smiled, looking up at him again hoping he got it this time.

“You’re making me make the cake for you?” he asked again looking down at the box and then looking up at me.

I shook my head vigorously and then sighed. I shook my head again and took the cake mix from him and put it back. But before I was about to leave, an idea popped into my head. I smiled and pulled my phone out of my pocket, and then motioned to him. I typed out the message and then motioned him to put his number in my phone. After he put his number in my phone, he looked at me even more confused than he was before. I sent the text to him and then smiled at him waiting for him to get it.

From Unknown

To Harry

I’m making you a cake. :)

The message said. I smiled as he read it and smiled even bigger than me. He looked at me and then walked over to me, pulling me into a huge hug and then let me go.

“You don’t have to Louis. I just made the cake because my mother said we had a new neighbor so I wanted to be nice.” he speaks.

From Unknown

To Harry

But I want to and there is nothing that you can say that will make me change my mind so don’t get any ideas in that curly head of yours. ;)

I sassed back. I smirked up at him to see him with his mouth dropped open and his eyes wide as well. I turned back to my cart and walked away with victory hanging over my shoulders. Walking quickly to get the things that I need, I decide after a while that I want to make the cake from scratch. I smirked then texted Harry, asking him what his favorite flavor of cake was, and after he texted back, I smiled and got all the ingredients that I would need for the cake.

This cake was going to be the shit.

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Flour?

Check.

Eggs?

Check.

Water?

Check.

Sugar?

Check.

Cake pan?

Check.

Spoons?

Check.

Gloves?

Check.

Chef hat?

Check.

Cat?

Che- Wait cat? What the hell do I need a cat for? I mean seriously, am I going to put the cat in the cake? I have a better idea, how about we put the cat on the top of the cake as the cake topper? No, nevermind. Forget I said that.

Alright so it seems that I have everything for the cake, not it’s time to put it together. I sighed and grabbed my chef hat and my apron and gloves and began to work. Placing all the items into the bowls and mixing them together and getting everything prepared for when I have to pour the cake mix into the cake pan.

Pouring the cake mix into the cake pan, I finally slide the cake into the oven and then I turn around about to walk into the living room until I noticed the mess that I made. I huffed and then grabbed a sponge about to get to cleaning when a knock at the door stopped me. I dropped the sponge on the counter and walked over to the door. I pulled the handle to the door opened and saw that Harry was standing there. His smile huge and his eyes alive and vibrant.

“Hey Louis. My mum said that I could hang out for a while if it’s okay with you.” he says nervously.

I nodded opening the door even wider and letting him in. He walks inside and looks around the foyer area, slipping off his shoes, and jacket placing it on the coat rack, and waiting for me. I closed the door after him and lock it, walking back into the kitchen and began to clean again.

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After the little cleaning session that Harry insisted that he helped me with, we sat down with cups of tea, waiting for the cake to finish. Harry kept glancing at me and smiling softly to himself while sipping his tea. After he would shake his head, he would look away and smile even bigger. I looked over at him with a confused look on my face, and he just stood up and came over to me.

He dipped his napkin in the tea softly and grabbed my chin with his other hand, placing the tea on the table and wiping something off my face. His movements had purpose and were not rough, but after a while his movements began to slow down. I looked at his face and saw the blemishes that I couldn’t see from far away. The moles that were on his face, and the sorta freckles that he had, and the eyes look even more green from here.

I didn’t even notice that I was biting my lip until I saw Harry look down at my lips and I felt myself begin to tug on it. I let my lip go and I began to slowly lean forward, Harry leaning forward as well. I felt myself getting closer and closer to him, our breath fanning each others faces. As we got closer and closer, his eyes fluttered closed, as well as mine, giving us time to really process this. But soon I felt a breeze of air hit my face, and then when I opened my eyes, I only saw the front door close, and myself begin to feel lonely once again.

Hello there guys, so this is really just like a filler chapter and I hope that you like it and everything. Comments and Votes are appreciated! Thanks guys!!