Not Alone

Louis and three other boys huddled up together in the auditorium, whispering ideas to each other.

Harry passes them, head lowered and frown on his pretty face.

The boys smile at him but harry only walks faster.

"I wrote something..."

Everyone looks at Louis who was holding three sheets of paper.

"What is it?"

"A song. We can maybe sing it to him at the winter ball?"

Everyone mumbled before Niall, one of the boys speaks up.

"But what if he is not planning on going to the ball?"

Louis's smile left his face because he didn't think of that.

"I...i don't know."

Zayn shyly rose his hand up, before speaking up.

"I..i can i-invite him..."

Louis's eyes lit up and a big smile made his way into his face.

"Thank you, Zayn! That'll mean a ton to us."

And with that the boys huddled up more and read through Louis's song, fixing or adding some things.

~

It has been a week since the boys had planned everything they will do at the ball, which was tomorrow.

Today Zayn was going to ask Harry to the ball but everything was going downhill since Harry was nowhere to be seen.

"I saw him this morning! Where could he have gone??"

Everyone shrugged their shoulder and zayn visibly let out a breath of relief.

"Ima go find him. You guys get everything ready for tomorrow."

With that Louis left and the rest of the boys started getting the decorations ready.

~

Louis walked around the school campus until a thought entered his clouded mind.

What if he's in the library?

Louis rushed to his destination, bursting through the door and causing everyone to look at him with wide, annoyed eyes.

"Sorry, didn't think it'll be that dramatic."

Louis continued his way through the library until he reached the back of it.

There a curly-headed boy sat with his head in his knees and a book on the floor opened to a certain page.

It was a sketch of a boy sat alone against a wall.

It resembled the curly headed boy so much.

Louis took a deep breath before walking towards the boy, clearing his throat in the process.

"Hi.."

The boy looked up with wide green eyes.

His cheeks tinted a light shade of red and his bottom lip was placed between his teeth.

"What are you doing here?"

The boy just stared at Louis with wide, sad eyes.

Louis sighed and sat next to the boy, who scooted away.

"I'm Louis. What's your name?"

The bow shrugged and muttered, "Nothing."

Louis's heart broke but he didn't let it show.