Different

Chapter 50

Charlotte's point of view

"Fifteen minutes to go boys !" A guy from security says as Harry, Zayn and I are chatting and having dinner in Sarah's kitchen before the first show in Manchester. I'm so happy and excited to be here, on tour with the boys and I feel like we're going to have so much fun.

A few seconds later, Louis enters the room, his phone in his hand.

"Does someone here have a charger for iphone ?"

I don't answer him since the situation is still a bit tense between us but when everyone says "no" I realise I am the only person who has one and force myself to hold him mine.

"Thanks..." he mutters, avoiding my gaze.

"What is going on between you too ?" Harry asks, noticing the awkward atmosphere. I close my eyes and sigh, because if there's really one thing I don't need right now it's him getting involved in that stuff.

"Nothing" Louis lies, biting nervously on the inside of his cheek.

"C'mon don't play me. You've been avoiding each other since..." And then it hits him. A big frown appears on his face and he clenches his jaw "... since you kissed each other"

"this kiss didn't mean anything, you know it !" I fire back 

"Oh really ? If it didn't mean anything, why is the atmosphere so awkward and tense between you two ? Why didn't you just move on and keep acting like you did when you were best friends huh ?"

I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out.

"That's what I thought" He clenches his jaw and leaves the room, slamming the door behind him. I stand up to go after him but Zayn grabs my wrist before I can.

"Charlotte, if you want to get Harry back you need to solve whatever is going on with Louis first"

I look up at him and he shoots me a gentle and encouraging smile. 

"Right..." I nod and turn back towards Louis who's standing near the door, his cheeks flushed.

"Louis ? May I talk to you ?"

"Yeah, I think we should". He opens the door and I follow him backstage.

"This whole situation is being really uncomfortable so let me be very honest with you" he starts, looking deep into my eyes.

"Ok go on" I say, trying to hide how nervous I am

"The thing is that when we kissed it felt good, it felt right. And if I've been acting weird recently it's only because I'm afraid I might have feelings for you. Maybe I don't ! Maybe it's just because I was totally drunk and you're a great kisser so it felt right to me... I just don't know..." He admits. I can't help smiling and sighing at his words because he has exactly the same thoughts as me.

"I feel you Louis. I mean , I really do love Harry but I feel like I need to be sure I don't have any feelings for you either." I try to meet his gaze and he looks up at me, a smile at the corner of his lips.

"And how do we do that ? How can we be sure we don't have feelings for each other ?"

He raises his eyebrow at me and I look away, embarrassed again.

"We kiss. Again. Now that we're not drunk, so we can know if it was just because of the alcohol or if it's more than that. But we have to be honest to each other if one of us feels more than, well, friendship"

"Fine, you're a good kisser anyway" he smirks, stepping closer to me and placing his hand under my chin. Wow this is really awkward. I close my eyes and feel his lips pressing against mine. But I don't feel a thing besides the contact of them. There's no butterflies in my stomach and no fire burning inside of me when I kiss him. No, this only happens with Harry. He steps back and I open my eyes at the loss of his touch