Burning Skies » larry

Chapter 13

"I think I changed my mind." Harry mumbled, nervously glancing around the diner they were in.

"Hey, calm down. Everything will be fine." Niall told him.

It was  a day later and Niall had been the one to set this meeting up with Louis. Harry had merely agreed that they go to a nearby diner and talk over lunch. Harry had been fine up until the moment they actually sat down at a table and waited for Louis to arrive.

Harry couldn't stay still. Niall had suggested earlier that they should just stay in the flat so it was safer, but Harry felt like he needed to get out. Right now, sitting in a diner overflowing with people, Harry was beginning to question his own decision.

His eyes jumped from table to table and his heartbeat spiked up whenever he thought he saw someone looking their way. This had been a stupid idea. What if Reid had already sent more people after him? What if they were literally at the table next to them?

"Uh, Harry?"

Maybe all along Louis had been part of their group. This could so easily be a trap. Except, they wouldn't actually try to kidnap him in broad daylight, right? There were too many people who could see. 

"Harry,"

But Harry didn't put it past them to harm innocent people along the way as long as it meant they got whatever they wanted. Harry wouldn't forgive himself if he dragged all these other people who didn't even know him into his mess.

"Harry!"

Harry flinched. Niall was staring at him with large, panicked eyes. Dread filled his gut.

"What?" Harry said.

"Your hands," Niall whispered.

His eyes snapped down to where his hands were clutching his thighs. Beneath his palms was a layer of frost over his jeans, slowly spreading outward. A bit of the ice had made it to his seat and almost all the way up to the waistline of his jeans.

"Oh my god," Harry breathed, panicked.

"Hey, calm down. Just try to breathe." Niall said placatingly. Harry took a deep breath. "That's it."

It was then that Louis decided to show up. Harry saw him as soon as he looked up from his lap, eyes widening as Louis walked towards them. 

"It's okay. You've got it under control." Niall said confidently.

The frost hadn't completely gone away, but at least it wasn't spreading anymore. When Louis finally reached them, he smiled tightly before sitting on the seat across them.

"How are you, Harry?" was his first question, looking at him worriedly. Louis looked as handsome as ever despite the dark circles beneath his eyes and slightly rumpled hair. Harry would always find him attractive, no matter what.

"I'm alright." he muttered.

"That's good." Louis nodded, looking relieved. Harry didn't know how to respond to that, so he remained quiet.

They ordered food and waited for it to be served to their table. Niall, of course, was the one who led the conversation.

"Louis, I think it's time for you to explain yourself to us." Niall sair seriously, though Harry couldn't exactly take him seriously with the smudge of ketchup stuck to the corner of his mouth. 

"I—Alright. Okay." Louis said, looking a bit nervous as his eyes flicked from Niall to Harry.

Harry didn't know what he wanted to hear, really. He couldn't think of any other reason why Louis would've wanted to get close to him if it weren't simply for his powers which he planned to exploit. Perhaps it was pessimistic of him to think this way, but Harry thought it was more realistic than anything.