what about us | l.s.

twelve

March 25, 2011

In an ideal scenario, Harry and Louis would leave the coffee shop with ease. They would head back to their room and engage in their weekly movie night, something they'd been doing since high school. In an ideal scenario, Louis wouldn't be frowning as Harry cleaned up spilled coffee from the floor. Coffee that made its way on the floor after he bumped into someone.

This, someone, irritated Louis. He had striking blue eyes and blond hair that rivalled Draco Malfoy's. It didn't help that his hair fell in soft waves across his face, the opposite of Louis' messy fringe.

Louis subconsciously moved his hair away from his face and watched as Harry rose from the floor. With the assumption that they were leaving, Louis made his way to the door, but Harry didn't follow. He was introducing himself to the blond, and a grin was slowly taking over his face. Louis stomped back over to grab his best friend, obviously not approving of the situation.

"Louis! This is Leeroy!"

Louis plastered a fake smile on his face and went to take Harry's arm. Harry, however, moved it out of Louis' reach and gestured to his hair. Louis grimaced but fiddled with his fingers as he waited for Harry. He was used to having his full attention when they were together, so this situation was unusual to him.

Finally, Harry excused himself from the conversation, but not before getting Leeroy's phone number. He turned to let Louis know they were done, but the smaller boy was gone. Harry almost bumped into more people as he whirled around to look for Louis. Not seeing him anywhere, Harry pulled out his phone.

Haz is calling...

"Lou? Where did you go?"

"..."

"Louuuu."

"..."

"Louis come on-"

"I went back to our room."

"Oh."

"Yeah, well," Louis sighed, "I'm going to set up the movie. It is movie night after all."

Harry frowned at Louis' tone but didn't respond.

"Did you forget? I'm sure Leeroy was so enchanting, wasn't he? Why don't you invite him over? Don't mind me."

Harry was very oblivious. He didn't notice the way Louis spat Leeroy's name or the way sarcasm was dripping through the phone.

"Hey, I think I might! He seems like a pretty cool guy."

"Oh, I guess I'll just get the other popcorn bowl."

"Thanks, Lou!"

"Bye, Ha-"

Call ended

Harry is calling

"Leeroy? Hi, it's Harry! I was wondering if you wanted to come over for movie night with me and Louis?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, of course!"

"Well, okay then, I'll see you soon?" Leeroy responded, shocked that Louis would agree to invite him over.

"Yeah! I'll text you."

"Nice. Bye, Harry."

"Bye!"

Call ended

Louis was seething. Who invites someone they just met over for movies? He saw the passion in Harry's eyes, and he despised it, but who was he to stop him? He was just Louis, the boy who was losing the one person he needed most in his life.