Guilty Pleasure (Larry Stylinson - Stranger sequel)

Chapter 2 (All My Life)

Harry POV

Mornings were boring if Niall and I didn´t snap some pictures, this group of girls called to meet in a Starbucks near here, they wanted a conceptual art feat Jeremy Scott theme session (whatever that is) but they seem so snob and annoying that I let Niall go by himself (it was freakishly early as well), plus he is the one that always do all the talking, it´s not that hard that even sometimes girls think he is pure charm and end up going on dates with him, and then dumping him because Niall always invites them hot dogs, but someday some girl would like him for who he is.

But this morning in particular was special, starting that I woke up and carrot muffins were in a basket by my door, they did not have a name, so I assume they were from Miss Lily, but they seemed freshly baked, also not to be mean but they taste a little weird, I hope there was not drugs in them, maybe I shouldn´t eat those. Then Wi-Fi connection seem a whole lot faster than the usual, and that was weird because Veronica was still in the hospital, so there was no way someone pay extra for that, and finally the Netflix account was active again, which only make me think that Veronica was going to visit in any minute.

Something inside me felt the little spark that Veronica would come soon, and it was a good feeling, I suddenly shower and put on my favorite skinny jeans, and my plaid shirt, I look really good, according to my personal perception, and I was really hoping Veronica would come. In that moment I heard it, there were steps coming, and it was not a car or the owner of the other storage rooms, it was probably Veronica, I wanted to open the door, to say hi… but I just waited, so she could knock.

My smile was big as ever, I could feel my dimples, and also that someone was out there, couldn´t wait any longer so I rush to the door and open it, and my heart dropped for a second, I could feel shivers going all the way down my spine, and I hope that the face I was doing now wasn´t too horrible

-       Hey Harry… how are you?

There he was, after almost 3 months of me not seeing him, it was Louis, the boy who told me that I made him strong, he was standing in my door, with a grey beanie and adidas trousers, he was right there. My face was ghost pale right now, I could feel it, also because I did not knew what to say, words didn´t come to my mouth, I was just looking at him, and he was still stunning, his eyes apparently now were even prettier, and I could easily say that, but no… my mind just went all weird and say

-       You want a muffin, Louis

“A muffin Louis? “ that´s how you face him after 3 months, I could mention that I was suffering, that most of my thoughts were about us as a great couple, but no… I asked him about the horrible muffins, but Louis´s face seem so worried, as if he was about to reveal something, I am certainly ready for everything, but not for another rejection, if he was here to tell me he like me, but I was not good enough, then I should have some respect for me and just… forget about him.

Louis POV

My heart was pounding so hard, when Harry opened the door I could see his smile fade away, I knew that it was a possibility he wouldn´t want to see me, but I thought the small text messages were enough for him. He was not the only one in pain here, I was still annoyed at myself, I knew I did disappoint him the first time, I certainly did, but now it´s different, but I just have faith he would listen

-       Harry I think we need to talk- I don’t know why I did that serious face,

-       Of course- he let the muffin basket I made him at a side, and then walk me to some small puff chairs, they were really comfortable, I knew that cause Zayn bought them

-       First of all, I am really sorry for everything I said at the hospital

-       Okay