Harry - Rest

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This is a really bad quick sketch of the layout of Louis' first floor - just for visual

This is a really bad quick sketch of the layout of Louis' first floor - just for visual

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tw// homophobia

Wonderwall - Somebody you find yourself thinking about constantly, and you are completely infatuated with them.

Tuesday was rough. And when I say rough I mean it sucked, everything about it.

I had trouble sleeping Monday night. I was listening to Chasing Cars on repeat.. crying. And I was cuddling Louis' shorts that he left here. I ended up texting him until three am, apparently he couldn't sleep either because he replied instantly.

At school on Tuesday, I had to wait all the way until French to see him and when I did, he was a crying mess. His dad stopped by his house that morning and had some kind of 'talk' with him.

Louis is also upset because Niall is suspicious. He said, "We're not even a thing! He's gonna start thinking we're a thing and telling people!" It kind of hurt, but he's right. We're not a thing.

Coach ran practice past four, and I can still feel the drills we did in my bones. After practice I got to witness my only four friends having fun without me. I guess I could have joined, but I was going through scenarios in my mind like if I had made it awkward, or they would've stopped when I came over.

Honestly, I felt left out though. Louis must've noticed that too, because he did come over to me.

At the grill, I had a talk with Rick. I don't want to lead him on, I'm simply not interested. I told him he seems great, and if he wanted we could still talk. As friends.

But I lied. It's hard being new. It's hard making friends, simply because you have to learn how to fit in. You have to decide; do I want to be myself? or do I want to be who they're going to like?

I've been talking to some other guys on the team. Mainly Robbie, Simon, and Jeff. I'm trying to be myself, but they're nothing like me if I'm being honest.

On Tuesday night; technically Wednesday, at about four in the morning I got a text from Louis saying:

can i please please come over? we dont have practice today, just skip school. tell your mom youre sick or something please? i need you. if he shows up again harry.. i need you.

I think he was slightly delusional with tiredness because when he showed up at eight he apologized for the text, but said he didn't want to be home.

I told my mom I needed a break from school, and she's usually extremely understanding with those types of things.

We had to be quiet until my mom left the house, but she did pretty soon and we had the place to ourselves. Louis slept the majority of the day. I brought him cups of tea throughout it, but otherwise stayed in bed with him.

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