fuckboy || Larry Stylinson

Chapter thirty

Harry tapped his fingers softly against the steering wheel as he kept his glance over at the corner of the building. Louis would pass that corner any minute now. That's what he thought at least. He held a cigarette in his other hand, his second cigarette while he's been waiting. Which only meant Louis was later than what they had planned.

Harry was already in quite an annoyed mood from texting Louis last night. He felt like he was put off by all the crap that was being said against him. He's never been put in such a foreign state by him before. It pissed him off, simple as that.

Harry glanced away from the building corner and looked over at his cigarette instead. He watched all the ashes which was still attached to the tip of it. He's been so focused on that corner that he didn't even noticed the ashes that had fell onto his jeans. A light groan left his lips as he brushed it off. He took one last drag of his cigarette before throwing it out of the window. As he saw it fall to the ground, another moving object caught his eyes. It was Louis passing the corner.

Harry formed his lips into a straight line and fell further back into the seat of his car as Louis entered. The cold air radiated from him as he was now sitting inside of the warm car. He could almost smell the cold. You know when the air feels thinner in the nose, giving a type of menthol effect.

The door closed and a silence fell between the pair. The only sound was Louis' heavy breathing from walking in the snow. It was quite the snowy day today. If you looked over at the street light, you could see the never ending snow falling from the sky, covering every spot there is.

"So you're disappointed in me?" Harry finally let out. He was looking at him. His eyes circled from his hair to his face. His hair was covered in snow crystals which was already melting quite fast. His skin was pale with dark red cheeks. He looked so soft despite how much of a bitch he acted like yesterday.

Louis finally looked back at Harry. His glossy eyes shined through the dimmed lights. It didn't look like he had been crying. Must've been from the cold air getting into his face. And it must've been the reason why his eyes were kinda red and puffy. Or maybe Harry came up with every excuse there was because of his feelings being a bit hurt.

"Have you been crying?" He asked him.

Louis looked straight ahead again after his second question. "I'm not sure", he confessed. "I was a little worried to see you again. I didn't want you to get mad at me."

That made Harry chuckle sarcastically. Why would he be worried about that? He's the one who pissed him off. He acted pretty confident by the statements he made in his texts as well. If anything, he expected Louis to still complain the moment he got into the car.

"That's stupid." He don't like arguing, especially not when his sister's disappearance had something to do with it. "I'm only gonna tell you this once." He didn't make a speech ready for today, he didn't know what to expect really. He turned slightly in his seat and cleared his throat. "It was a nice gesture, but the wrong time. I want both of us to be ready, and I was thrown off guard." He felt like Louis wasn't the type who's used to arguing. He just seemed confused when he's exploring new territories. "I'm not looking for a quick fuck in a car. I'm looking for a way to make you feel good too. Maybe we can start with a date."

Louis seemed to understand his point of view. He finally made eye contact, nodding in agreement. "Sounds good. Also, I'm sorry."

Harry leaned back again, letting a deep breath escape between his lips. It's like he held onto some air in case the conversation took a turn to the worst. He's glad it went as simple as that. "No worries." He assured him, raising his hands a little from his thighs. "I thought you were gonna be a dickhead."

That comment made Louis chuckle. "Touché."

Note!
Soooo this chapter wasn't long because I wanted to build up my story for the up coming chapters. I'm very excited about this new twist. I can't promise a good or bad ending.... y'all just gotta see!

Btw it's November and I've already started listening to Christmas songs. Too soon?