I Can't Stop Even If It's Wrong!!

Chapter 8

Harry's POV:

I had an amazing time hanging out with Niall. We went to the alleyway cafe, ate desserts and cakes and ice creams. I even bought a whole ice cream Bowl to eat later. He told me all about his hometown, Mullinger, about his plans for the his parents' anniversary and what he will like to get them. We discussed some ideas of decoration while eating raspberry scones on the benches near the main roads. And when I saw the time, I departed with him with a heavy heart. We exchanged our addresses and bid adieu to each other.

Even after eating with Niall, I was still hungry, probably because I used my legs to walk back to the house, instead of taking Gideon's offer. Yes, Gideon joined us after we left the alleyway cafe. Not that he was hanging out with us, but he was with his friends, at most places, me and Niall were at. For moments, my eyes kept drifting towards him, though I don't know why. It was like he was trying to be everywhere I was. But then again I could be wrong. It was nice of Gideon to offer me a ride home, but I know I can handle it. He seems like a sweet guy, but right now I would like to keep my friend circle to Niall only.

I had heard what Louis had suggested me to eat, so I take out some leftover bread rolls and cheese dip out of the fridge and put it in the oven, to heat up. And as soon as it was done, I sit at the couch on the right to the one where Louis was sitting, eating Doritos. The tv was on and Doctor Who was on.

"You like Doctor Who?" I asked a little surprised.

"Yeah...why? You want to watch something else?" He says questioning me.

"Well, I don't mind watching it but I have already seen this one. So, if you don't mind, can I watch something else?" I say, trying to sound polite.

"Yeah.... help yourself" he says, getting up from his spot, and throwing the remote over to me. His tone wasn't angry per se but I felt like he was a tiny bit offended.

"Your dad and Mum have gone out for some work. She's gonna be late so, if you get hungry, either order a takeout or make yourself something" he tells me, looking at his phone, not paying attention to anything around him, not even bothering for an answer from my side.

I just turn my back to the tv, sighing. If I did get hungry there was no way in hell I am ordering a takeout or a pizza, considering what happened last time. I mean, it wasn't something related to the pizza obviously but still it had a part to play in the event that followed.

After watching the tv for a while, I felt the need to catch up on my left work in classes. Gideon was kind enough to give me his notes on some subjects while Niall had given me his notes on the remaining ones. I could have asked Louis to give the notes, but I doubt he would. Besides, it has been awkward since that heated moment between us and the events of morning and asking for notes is just going to add to the pile. I take all the copies out of my bag and my glasses and proceed to write down everything. I don't have to use the glasses, but I do. I just don't want to take chances with my eye sight.
It's been an hour or so and now my stomach is growling. I get up and go into the kitchen to make something for myself or eat the leftover breakfast or something. I take out some potato chips and coke from the refrigerator and sit down again to complete my work. After a while I hear Louis coming downstairs, but I try not to pay attention as I keep on noting down the pointers from Gideon's notes.
"What?" I ask Louis, a bit offended.

"Nothing. I just- you are eating my snacks" he says pointing to the half empty packet of chips.

Is he for real? HIS snacks?

"Well, didn't you say I could help myself? And how are they Your snacks?" I ask rudely.

He doesn't reply, he just scoffs and goes into the kitchen to get himself something to drink.

He comes back opening the can, and plops down on the couch next to mine. And I could feel his eyes on me the whole time. Honestly, it was annoying.

"What!?" I ask frustratingly, hoping he would just go back to his room. His presence was making me bitchy.

"You look hot in those glasses" he comments taking a sip from his drink, a smug, evident on his face.

The way my head had shot up, it felt like I was going through whiplash. Why would he say something like that to me? Does he really find me hot in these glasses? Wait, Harry, this is so wrong!
I snap out of my thoughts and i maintain my tone of rudeness so as not to give away the fact that my insides were on fire.

"Yeah, I know. I have been told" I snarked at him, hoping he wouldn't notice that little tremble in my voice.

"Hmm", that's all he says, with a smirk plastered on his face. His eyes still on me, his lips still taking a sip.

"Anything else you would like to say?" I ask in a pretend politeness. I can be sarcastic too, Louis!

But he just stared at me. His tongue licking his lower lip, his lips curved into a smirky smile. Why can't he just reply? I don't have time for this!

"Nope" he says popping the 'p' sound and leaving.

I sighed like I have been released from a conjusted and suffocating environment and get back to my work.
It took time, but my work for the day was finally completed. I looked at wall clock and it was 12 am and I was sure Louis had gone to sleep, not that I will ever check on him. I collected my stuff and headed upstairs to the room. I lay down on my bed, after taking off my shirt and try to relax into the sleep. But I honestly couldn't.

I don't know what was on my mind that was keeping me awake. Was it the first day of college and how it went? Was it the meeting with Niall? Was it Gideon's constant glances towards me? Was it the stress of catching up on notes? Or was it the fact that Louis called me Hot?  I realised I was gonna get nowhere if I kept thinking about it, so I decided I will just drink some water and meditate to fall asleep. The only flaw in my plan was that the jar was empty. I tiredly walked downstairs, into the kitchen to get a glass of water and then, as I stepped in, I saw him! Shirtless, Sitting on the counter and eating my ice cream!