Model

Chapter two

Harrys POV

"What's your name?"

I was ripped out of my trance by Louis. "Harry" I replied without thinking twice.

  Damn, his voice was perfect. So soft and raspy at the same time.

"Harry!" I heard Louis call.

"What?"

"You spaced out. I was asking how old you are."

"Oh,sorry" I chuckled nervously, "I'm twenty"

"HA!" Louis screamed excitedly, " I'm older than you! I'm twenty-two!"

I started to laugh at the boy's cuteness, but as Louis started pouting, asking why I was laughing at him, my expression changed into a fond one.

"You are as adorable as a child when you get excited about being the older one or when you pout"

What the hell Harry?! Why did you say that? He's gonna be totally grossed out by you and probably thinks you're a weirdo!

"Harry!" Louis called, ripping my mind out of its daze once again.

 When he saw my completely shocked expression, he began to chuckle, the sound causing something in my chest to warm me up from my insides.

"You look cute when you're shocked. Uhm, Harry? Everything okay?" "Yeah? Well, um, yeah, I guess so, why not?"

I replied, taken aback by his sudden question. "Why do you ask?"

Wait he thinks I'm cute? God I hope I'm not blushing or little Mr. Styles decides to show up. That would be so embarrassing.

"I don't know, your face looked a bit red for a moment but I guess it was just the light" 

Oh thank god.

 "Yeah, must've been the light" I replied laughing a bit from relief. "We're nearly there, by the way"

Wait why does this look familiar? Oh. Oops. Was I really that caught up in thinking about him? Well, obviously, I was, if I hadn't been, I would have recognised the address.

"What house number again?"

"28"

"Okay, thanks"

Well, that's weird....

"We're here" I say parking in front of the only small house in the whole street that posessed a single doorbell, the sign reading a very familiar name.

Grinning, Louis replied: "Great, it was really nice meeting you. Thank you for everything. Oh and by the way, you can keep the change."

"And...not to sound weird but...can I have your number?" 

Of course you can, silly.

"I'll give it to you when we're inside" I say, locking my car.

"Wait, what? Inside? You're coming in?"

"Yeah, it's the end of my shift" I shrug and ring the doorbell. Almost immediately I hear familiar footsteps hurrying towards the door.

"Harry! It's so good to see you! I missed you so much!" Gemma exclaimed happily. 

I felt Louis coming forth from where he stood behind me, looking between Gemma and I with a confused face.

 "Wait, you're siblings?" he asked, still shocked.

"Yep!" Gems and I answer in unison, grinning from ear to ear.

"Louis, this is my crazy but very beloved big sister Gemma. 

Gemma, this is Louis. He's really cute" I whispered the last part. "Awwww" she cooed quietly. "Shut up!" "Okay, okay!"

Louis cleared his throat slightly at our hushed banter. " So he is the model for your new collection then, right?" 

"Right" Gemma said "Oh and Louis, by the way, you can just call me Gemma or Gems or whatever you want.

 Harry, please get all of this stuff into the house, would you? Thanks! 

And Louis, come in! You can live here for the time of the shootings if you want to, I have a spare bedroom." 

"Thanks Gemma, I'd love to." Great!