anchor and rope l.s

chapter three

Harry's POV

I walk away from Louis and try to find my mate, Zayn. He knew Ed or whatever his name was, so he invited Zayn to the party and asked if I could come too.

I walk outside where I guess he is sitting, and I was right. He is sitting around a campfire with a couple of guys and girls. I don't know anyone except Zayn and Ed tho. Well, now Louis too. I can't get him out of my brain. He was really pretty. His hair was so beautiful. I loved how short and small he was. He was just cute overall.

"Harry! There you are!" Zayn said as he looked at me.

"Yeah, hello guys." I said smiling a little bit at everyone.

"Met anyone cute?" Zayn asked as he wiggled one of his eyebrows.

"What?! No!" I said pretending to not know what he's talking about.

"Oh c'mon! I know you like the back of my hand Harry." Zayn said.

"Well, but I wanna go home. Could you drive me please." I said changing the subject. I didn't want to say to a bunch of strangers that I found a guy I liked. What if their are homophobic?

"Okay, I guess I can. Zayn said standing up. "Bye guys, it was fun catching up again."

"Yeah, bye Zayn, bye Harry, it was nice meeting you mate." Ed said smiling at me.

"You too, have a good night." I said walking towards Zayn's car. I hopped i the front seat and Zayn in the drivers seat.

"Sooo, who is it?" Zayn said looking at me intensely.

"Chill mate, his name is Louis." I said looking down at my hands.

"Louis huh? I think I've heard of him, he's one of Liam's mates I think." Zayn said with his thinking face on.

"Yeah." I said with a sigh, smiling to myself.

"You like him don't ya?" Zayn said looking at me with a grin.

"I-uh, I don't know. I mean, he's dangerously hot." I said looking back at Zayn. "I haven't really talked to anyone since him ya know."

"Hey." Zayn said putting his hand on my shoulder. "You did what's right Haz, you shouldn't feel bad."

"Thanks Z." I said with a small smile. "It's just hard. I never know if he is like him, and what if he is? I just, I don't know." I said with a sigh.

"Everything's gonna be fine Haz, don't worry about it." Zayn said.

"I hope so." I said looking down at my boots.

We arrived at me and Zayn's apartment and went inside. As soon as I got in the door I threw my shoes off and sprinted to the bathroom. I've been holding in my pee for way too long, it almost seems impossible. When I finished having a wee, I took off my clothes and jumped in the shower. While I was in the shower I couldn't get Louis out of my head. His deep, ocean blue eyes. The way his hair flew in different directions, but still looked perfect. His perfect figure. God, he was just perfect.

I put a decent amount of my strawberry shower gel in my hand and rubbed it into my body. Again, couldn't get Louis out of my head. When I finished with my body, I started on the hair witch takes a long time because I use all these products. And still, couldn't get Louis out of my head. What was with me? I've only talked with him for like 20 minutes, and now he's stuck in my brain?

I got out of the shower and noticed the mirror was all fogged up. Guess I used a little longer than usual in there. I put on a fresh pair of boxers and started drying my hair. This part is really serious. I never blow-dry my hair because I don't want it so get damaged, so i use a towel to make it lightly damp so it air dry. My older sister, Gemma, told me that was much more healthy for your hair instead of using heat on it ever single day. I don't know how that comes from her, because she straightens her hair like every day, and she has dyed her hair multiple times.