Paris In The Rain [h.s]

8

Liam came over to my apartment the next day for lunch. We normally eat lunch together every other weekend, so I was excited when I remembered that it was this weekend. Our Sunday lunches always included gossip and whatever hot guy we saw in the grocery store.

"You look extra happy today. Did something happen yesterday?" Liam hums, standing beside me as we cook.

"I guess you could say something happened, it just won't be what you want to hear," I smile, tucking a strand of hair that had fallen into my eyes behind my ear.

"If it has anything to do with Harry, I want to hear it. That man is quite possibly the hottest man on Earth."

I gasp, swatting at him with the back of my hand, "You're dating Louis." I laugh.

"Oh please, even Louis finds him attractive. He told me that when he found out Harry wasn't gay, he didn't talk to him for weeks because he was so upset," Liam says, raising his eyebrows. I laugh, shaking my head, "So tell me what happened between you two."

The story was rather long and by the time I had finished telling him, the food was done and we were sitting on my couch getting ready to eat, "So, yeah. We decided that we just want to be friends," I finish, looking up at Liam to see his reaction.

He sits there, looking at me with his mouth slightly open, "Are you dumb?"

"What?" I choke on my food and reach over to take a sip of water.

"I said are you dumb? You must be dumb. Like really fucking dumb," Liam shakes his head.

"He was obviously painting you Friday, Aurora. He said the main focus was green?" I nod my head, "Honey, your eyes are even greener than his. He took a picture of you that way he could have something to look at while he paints you. There's no way that man just wants to be friends with you."

Thinking back on it, I realize that he was right. He could've easily told the model how to sit and how to pose without having me there, "Oh my god. I am dumb. Really fucking dumb," I sigh, letting my face fall into my hands.

"I mean, I'm sure he wants to be friends for now, but if you ask me, he doesn't want to stay that way forever. Neither do you," he says and I knew he was right, "Although why you don't just go ahead and claim him now beats me. With that face and that body, he could get any girl he wanted. Especially with his personality. Everything about him is perfect, Rora."

"Liam I already told you. I don't know if I'm ready to be in another relationship yet. That's why we're just friends," I sigh, feeling as if I've repeated this to myself for the past month and a half.

"I know, I know. I just think that Harry is the perfect guy to start a relationship with. You two obviously have feelings for each other. Why not just go ahead and give into them?"

What he was saying made sense. Harry was the perfect guy to start a new relationship with and I knew that somehow, I was already starting to fall in love with him. I just couldn't bring myself to love him when I wasn't sure if I still loved someone else. If only I could just see him again and we could talk, I'd know for sure.

"Have you listened to any of his music?" Liam asks me and I immediately shake my head no.

"Listening to his voice hurts too much. He used to sing to me all the time when we were together and I can't bring myself to listen to his songs," I reply.

Liam nods his head, twirling around the food on his plate with his fork, "I heard that he's going on tour next year and he's coming to Italy."

I already knew he was going on tour. I keep up with the news about him and what all he's been doing, even though I probably shouldn't, "Yeah...I know," I sigh, pushing my plate of food away from me. My appetite had disappeared the more and more I thought about him.