when i was your man

loving stare

December 20th, 2011

(Louis' pov)

The last weeks weren't a big deal. Me and Harry often met at the café or we hang out with Zayn, Niall and Liam. In four days is my birthday and Harry always counted the days. Every moring he comes up to me and says how many days we have to wait. There was so much joy in his eyes. He alway made my days even better, when he laughs at me, talks to me or only looked over. His stare made my heart feel loved and warm. 

"Louis! Only four days!" He screamed through the halls. I was standing at my locker, when he came over. "Hi Hazza." I smiled at him and pulled him into a hug. "Only for days, that's crazy Lou." His smile was so bright and big. "Hope you have a gift already." I laughed. He just shrugged his shoulders and turned with a grin on his face away. "Harreeh, wait. Want me to drive you home after school?" He stood still and slowly turned around again to face me. "No." He said smiling. "Wait what?" I said in shook. He never said no to me driving him home. I knew he loved the attention he got, when he got in my car. Every girl just looked jelously at him. "I want you to drive me to your home." Giggling he walked away. He didn't know what he did to me with these words. If someone different would've said that it definitly wouldn't be that special, but Harry said that. It made me nervous, it really did. 

I was already at my car, waiting for Harry, because my last class was cancelled. I leaned against my car door, grabbing a pack of cigarettes and unlocked my phone. I never really smoked in public, mostly I did it home on my balkony. But this time I just needed to cool down. It wasn't like me and Harry never had met privatly without the boys, but I just had the feeling he planned to tell me something. He just behave so different today. Not in a bad way, in a good way. He was so jittery and excited. After twenty minutes the schoolbell rang. Many students walked out of the building and laughed. It was friday and everybody was happy, because they could stay up longer or go partying. I watched a few kids running around and a few minutes later I saw Harry. Together with Zayn he walked up to me. Both laughed so much and Harry almost tripped over a rock. He looked so clumsy and cute. "Lou!" Both yelled. I just laughed and waved at them. The girls in my year all looked confused over, when they saw me waving at Harry. Harry is two years under mine and if you walk up to a seniour waving at you, you get the full attention. "Hey Hazza, hi Zayn." I hugged both, but Harry a bit longer. I really like his smell of vanilla and pancakes. "Gonna head, guys. See ya!" Zayn simply said and walked away. "So, what do you wanna do when we're home?" I said while walking to the drivers side. I opened the door and sat down in my seat. Harry just plopped down into the his seat and threw his bag in the back. "Eat. I'm starving." I just laughed and turned on the car.

"Anybody home?" I yelled through when we walked through the door. "Sounds like a no." Harry said and took off his shoes like I did. First we walked into my room. He already was here multiple times and felt like home. He threw his bag on the floor next to my door and set down on my bed. "What do you wanna eat?" I asked him and stood infront of him. "Pasta?" I nodded and went to the kitchen. A few seconds later, he followed me. When I turned around I saw how he was smirking. He looked very cute. "Somethings up?" I asked with a confused but smiling face. "Not gonna tell ya. First I want food." He said with a cute look on his face. "You are so cute." I murmered to myself. "What am I?" He asked with this smirk again. "What?" I said looking away fastly. He just giggeled and sat down at the kitchentable. "Well, no pasta today. Can't find it." I turned around and looked directly into his pouting face. "Ok, I'm gonna ask the neighboors. You are so needy, Hazza." With a sigh I walked over to him and whispered him in his ear. "Looks like I could get used to it." I said and winked at him. I could see how his cheeks blushed, when I walked out of the kitchen. 

(Harry's pov) 

He could get used to it. Looks like I don't have to cancel my plans. For days I just thought about him. His eyes are in a beautiful shade of blue, his hair is hazle brown and his skin soft. Everytime I look at his nose, I just want to poke it. His lips are looking so perfect kissable. Like they would perfectly lock into mine. I really like him. I can't stop looking at him. Everytime I see him, I smile within seconds. He is my sun. I want him for myself. Alway when he was at his locker and I was standing a few meters away, I could feel the stare coming from him. Even if my back was facing him. It made my whole body feel warm and a lightning was strocking through me.