2 Chapter two :)

The weekend was over and Harry looked at himself in the mirror.

He was wearing black skinnies, a plain white shirt and his brown Chelsea boots, which he got from his Dad before he left to Thailand for work.

One of his curls brushed his forehead, damn how he hated those stupid curls. He thought about the boy in the bathroom and his beautiful brown hair, which crossed his forehead and reached his eyebrows.

Why couldn't he look that gorgeous? Harry pushed the thought away. He took his jacket and left for school.

****

Harry rushed through the hallway hoping he wouldn't meet the blue-eyed boy. He felt so embarrassed about the whole thing that had happened on Friday. The boy saw him cry, maybe he told the whole school by now. Oh god.

Harry stopped when he saw the boy, he stood at the lockers talking to some other guy with blonde, clearly dyed hair. Harry knew him from science class, he was a Senior so the boy he couldn't stop thinking about must be a Senior too.

They were laughing at something. The blonde boy spotted Harry staring, he whispered something to the other boy which caused him to turn around. Their eyes met for a few seconds.

Harry felt his heart jump and his cheeks started burning. He was so banned by those sky blue eyes that he couldn't look away. They just stood there in the hallway starring at each other until the blond boy cleared his throat. "Louis it's getting weird," he said just slightly hearable.

As Louis turned back to the boy to tell him something Harry took the opportunity and quickly ran to class. He sat down on a seat in the back of the classroom, leaning back.

He thought about the boy whose name was Louis. What was that? Did they just have a moment? Harry was wondering. He knew he shouldn't think about him like that since they don't even know each other.

"Mr.Styles" the teacher called him. "Are you going to pay attention to my class or are you just going to continue your little daydream?" She glanced mad at him "I'm...Uhm I'm sorry ma'am. I will pay attention" He responded embarrassed looking down at the Table. The rest of the lesson passed by quickly.

****

Harry sat on his usual lunch table all alone again, eating his sandwich when Louis headed his way towards him. He felt his heart jump when Louis let himself fall onto the chair across from him.

"Hi" Louis smiled. "Hi?" He responded uncertainly, putting his sandwich down.

"Uhm listen I'm sorry for what happened on Friday" Harry finally said to break the awkward silence between them.

"It's okay, do you feel better now?" Louis asked looking Harry deep into his eyes.

And Harry was wondering if Louis really cared about him or if he was just up to bully him as well after Harry had told him something personal. That had happened a few times last year and god no he wouldn't tell Louis anything about his life. So he tried to look like he not just went through hell.

"I think so" He finally said "Who are you and why are you here?" Harry quickly added quietly. "Ou sorry I forgot, I'm Louis Tomlinson"

"Harry...uhm Harry Styles" Harry replied shyly, he was blushing.

"Well, nice to meet you Harry uhm Harry Styles," Louis said with a wide smile on his face.

Harry felt a smile appearing on his face and something else he hadn't felt in a long time as well, but he couldn't tell what it was. Not important anyway.

"Why are you doing this?" Harry was wondering. "Doing what?" Louis asked confused "being nice to me?"

Louis wanted to reply as he got interrupted by the blond guy who suddenly stood next to the table. His eyes skipped from Louis to Harry and back to Louis, a little smirk appeared on his face.

Why was he looking at him like that?  He was probably going to laugh about the fact that Louis was sitting together with such a loser like Harry.

Louis gave him a warning look. "Niall this is Harry, Harry this is my brother Niall," Louis said giving Harry a smile. "Nice to meet ya," Niall said with a slight Irish accent. "Nice to meet you too" Harry gave him a forced smile, not sure what to think.

"Hey, uhm can I talk to you for a second?" Niall looked worried.

"It's okay he can listen," Louis said taking his eyes off of Harry, turning back to Niall.

"Okay but please promise me not to freak out" Niall paused with a forcing look on his face "Yes Niall, go on" Louis said rolling his eyes annoyed at the blond boy.

"You remember the woman that dad had a date with two months ago?"

Louis nodded the slight trace of anger written on his face. "Well... she's moving in."

"She what?!" He yelled jumping up.

He looked angry but it also looked kinda cute because he was so short.

"You promised not to freak out," Niall said raising his hands dramatically, an annoyed "Ugh" escaping his lips. "But there is more" he continued "Dad wants us to help her...now," Niall said almost silent.

Harry looked confused at them, he felt like he wasn't supposed to hear all that. "I'm sorry Harry, I have to leave now," Louis said touching Harry's hand slightly before he got up.

Harry felt goosebumps making their way up along his arm by the touch of Louis warm hand. He tried so hard not to blush again. He failed.

Harry just nodded as he lost himself in Louis' eyes. Again. He turned around and left the cafeteria Niall at his right. What was that?

****

As Harry drove home he was wondering why Louis was nice to him, or why he always blushed so easily and he reminded himself not to trust him too easily.

Flashbacks played through his head. From the time when he and his back then "best friend" Charly met. He automatically pushed them back and bit his lip so hard it started bleeding a little. Tears prickled in his eyes and his hands started getting shaky. No, not again. Luckily this time taking a deep breath and think of something else helped them stop. Thank god.