Love Isn't That Spooky

Chapter 5

Louis POV
It's been two days since Harry and I have heard from each other and I couldn't help but wonder what we could be doing if we were still talking.

I sighed and dragged my sorry ass out of bed and into the shower. "Louis hurry up, Niall's coming over in ten minutes!" Zayn yelled from the kitchen. I looked at the bathroom clock. I had slept in and it was already midday. I did my morning routine of cleansing and went downstairs to help Zayn set up for the big football match we were watching on the telly. Chips of every flavour lined the small coffee table and cans of beer were stacked in the fridge. I got the football jersey Harry let me borrow from upstairs and put it on to look festive.

Not long after, Niall came bursting through the door with a bag full of beer. "Oh man how'd you get all that you're not been 21 yet!" Zayn exclaimed. "Well Zaynie my boy, I am the street and I know the ins and out of things." He bragged. "Oh yea, you got your mom to buy it didn't you." I laughed. "Maybe Tommo. But that's for me to know and you to never find out." Niall cocked his head to the side sassily and flopped onto the couch. I don't know what it was with Niall but we just seemed to flow so easily.

The game was pretty riveting with Liverpool winning 3-2. With half of the beer left we decided to play cards and the winner would get to keep all of the alcohol. We were in the middle of a game of intense poker when Niall cleared his throat before saying "Louis, how are you feeling? Harry says that he feels really guilty about something that happened between the two of you." My gut felt like it had been rocketed backwards. I has no news from Harry for ages and suddenly I get told that he's thinking of me...well sort of.  "I'm doing fine mate, nothing to worry about." Zayn did half grunt and shook his head. "Actually he hasn't changed the shirt Harry let him wear for two days." I thumped Zayn in the arm, "Shut up" I moaned. "Fine mate but I'm just telling the truth." After that outburst I won the game. Karma's a bitch.

Niall lounged around all day playing board games with us and stealing our good food. What a lad. At 4:30 Harry called and I couldn't just let it ring forever so I answered and sauntered off to my bedroom so I couldn't be overheard.

"Heya Harry how's it going?" I asked trying to play it cool. Obviously Harry didn't bother trying to sound relaxed because his voice sounded raw from crying and it shook a little as he spoke; "I'm okay. Look, Louis do you wanna catch a movie and we talk about things afterwards?" He asked. "Of course I wanna go see a movie with you Haz". I said rolling my eyes. He giggled and told me that he'd catch the bus over for six pm. Hanging up I waltzed down stairs on a cloud.

Harry's POV
I walked to bus stop and waited patiently whilst twiddling my thumbs nervously. Once the bus came I payed the old driver and sat down in the crusty seats. The bus rumbled down the road and I pressed my head on the cool glass window to calm down my nervous mind. What if Louis hates me now because I lied and he's changed his mind about seeing the movie? I got myself worked into such a state that I wanted to throw up. I held it down before my stop but once I was off the bus I chucked up my guts up a block away from Louis and Zayns flat. God I'm such a wreck. I wish my anxiety could fuck off.  Even if it was just for a day.  I decided to jog my way there to pass time quicker.

Once I was up the stairs in the apartment building I walked over to the number that Louis had texted me and knocked hesitantly. Almost instantly the door was yanked open and I was ushered inside by Niall. What was he doing here? "Heya Niall how's it going?" I asked. "Enough small talk Haz, Louis waiting for you." He said impatiently. What crawled up his ass and died? Louis soon emerged from the stairs and we made eye contact. Searching each other for an answer. "So what movie do you have in mind?" He asked. "I was thinking if I stay" I squeaked. Jesus Christ why was I so nervous? "Cool." Louis said as he grabbed his keys from the kitchen table and walked towards me. Why was he acting so casually? I backed out of the door and followed him to an underground car park. Louis car was a medium sized red Mini Cooper. Being the gentleman he was Louis opened the car door for me and gently closed it once I was safe inside.