𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 {𝐿.𝑆.}

𝟙𝟟 ~ 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

I've never felt this awkward before.

Louis keeps looking at me and than he quickly turns away. There is this obvious tension and it looks like only us two experience it.

Nobody seems to notice we barely talked to each other directly and the don't seem to care either. So I'm guessing that's a good thing?

"Hey Lou. I was wondering if maybe you'd wanna come to my place after school today." I tried hard not to sound nervous because Willow was right in front of me and I don't want to make her suspicious or anything like that.

I saw his face pale a little and he gulped, clearing his throat before finally answering. "Yeah. Sounds fun." He smiled a little and it felt good. Like he was reassuring me it was okay or something.

I smiled back and just nodded, not really being able to form words right now. I was so goddamn nervous and I don't even know what for.

I'm never nervous. Not for this type of stuff. I have had crushes before. I have asked people out before. People that were out of my league. But I never really got nervous about it. Why does Louis make me nervous?

I hate this. It makes me insecure and notice every little move I make.

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"Hold tight." I said looking back at Louis over my shoulder. He nodded moving his helmet against my shoulder.

I pulled up and drove a little faster than normally. I felt Louis holding me tighter, practically shocking me by now. But he didn't tap or anything. So I figured he didn't really mind.

"You had quite the speed there Hazza." He said smiling while taking of the helmet.

His hair was messy again so I started fixing it. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to get home faster. I didn't want to scare you or anything." I said apologizing.

"No. You don't have to say sorry. It was kinda nice. I didn't mind. I liked it to be honest." He was looking at my eyes but I was focused on his hair. His fluffy brown hair.

"That helmet really doesn't do you any good. It messes up your entire hair." I pouted a little and Louis chuckled.

"My hair looks horrible anyways." He rolls his eyes walking to the front door. Waiting for me to open it.

"What are you talking about? I like your hair. It suits you." I frowned at him and suddenly heard my mum.

"I agree with Harry. You're hair suits you Louis." She smiled friendly and waited for me to give her a little hug. Good to know she's home...

"Thanks Anne. I still don't agree with you both tho." Louis started to blush a bit and I couldn't help but chuckle at it.

I took him upstairs and dropped down on my bed. It suddenly became awkward. He sat down at my couch and we were both kind of avoiding contact.

"I think we need to talk." He said quietly. Trying to break the uncomfortable silence.

"Yeah... I'm sorry about what happened Lou. I never wanted to make you uncomfortable." I still avoided eye contact even though he was looking at me.

In the corner of my eye I could see him smile. "It's okay Hazza. Stop saying sorry. I told you already."

"I know." I said putting my hand in through my hair. "I just never wanted things to become awkward between us." My eyes meet his for the first time now and he can probably see mine turning red a bit.

"It doesn't have to be awkward between us Hazz. We can work this out." His voice is calming and soft as he sits down next to me. "It's okay. Don't worry so much."