Do you think I'm cool too?

Or am I too into you ?

Harry contemplates the whole ride back. He's not sure if louis just complied to meet because he didn't wanna be rude. I mean what if louis doesn't want to even text him. Maybe he's not even gay. 

" You know he likes you right? " Gemma says, disrupting Harry's train of thought. 

" I don't know " Harry replies, still unsure. 

" Well he paid for your food, told you you're cool and gave you his number. Seems pretty bloody clear to me " Gemma states. 

" yeah but what if he just wants to be friends? I don't even know if he's gay ! " Harry said. 

" Well he was fawning over tom cruise so " Gemma had a point. 

" You can be straight and still think Tom is hot " Harry explained. 

" I guess, but shouldn't your gay senses be tingling or something ? " Gemma asked with a chuckle. 

" Ha ha. Maybe I should ask. Should I? Should I text him now ? " Harry asks quickly. 

" wait wait lil bro, that's way too soon. You gotta play hard to get for a while, text him tomorrow morning " Gemma advices and Harry nods. 

" you're right, I'll text him tomorrow " Harry agrees. 

" You actually like him. This is so cute, my little brother is in looveee " Gemma sing - songs. 

" You're so annoying " Harry grumbles and his cheeks flush. 

" Oh my god , you're even blushing ! " Gemma laughs. 

" I literally hate you and can you please keep your eyes on the road, I don't wanna die " Harry rolls his eyes. They sit in silence until they reach home. 

Harry gets out of the car as Gemma parks it in the garage. 

" Harry dear, how was the movie " Harry hears his mother call when he swings the door open. 

" It was so cool, Mum ! And I met this really nice guy too ! " Harry tells his mum, excitement in his eyes. 

" and harry has a crrushh on him" Gemma comes in. 

" Oh is that so? " Anne raises her eyebrows and harry falls onto the sofa, burying his face in a pillow. 

" maybe " he says, muffled. 

" awwwwww " both the women say, maybe gemma mockingly. 

Harry walks up the stairs to his room and changes into his pajamas. He opens his phone and looks at the recent number " Lou from the cinema :) ". That's what he saved his number as, he's such an idiot, harry thinks and grins. He puts on his earphones and plays his favorite playlist, " butterflies ". Till now, every time he listened to this playlist he would just sing along and imagine how it would be to be in love, but this time he's quiet and images of the blue eyed boy flash through his eyes. Caramel brown hair falling on his face and his thin pink lips. Now he's getting butterflies for real. He remembers how warm lou's hand felt over his and a similar warmth spreads over his chest. Harry loved this feeling and he hoped it would last forever, perhaps an unacquainted crush is purer than all other feelings because no one can ever take it from you. It's yours and no one can crush it. 

" Harry ! Come down for dinner hun " Harry's mother's voice startles him, he gets up and and goes down. 

" Look who it is, lover boyyyy " Gemma teases as harry walks down. 

" I'm never living this down, am I? " Harry sighs.

" Nope. Never " Gemma smiles, content. 

" Oh leave the poor boy alone " Anne shakes her head as she serves pasta and bread. They join hands as Anne begins the prayer, 

" God bless the food we are about to receive. Thank you for making us fortunate enough to have warm food on the table, clothes on our back, a house for shelter and so much love in our home." Gemma pipes in " And make sure louis loves harry back, so they can kiss. Amen "  making Anne laugh. 

" Muummm " Harry drawls. 

" That was funny love " His mom back stabs him and he squints his eyes. 

" Is he any good then? " Anne asks, mainly towards Gemma. 

" He's cute " Gemma responds and Harry glares at her. 

" Yikes, possessive much " Gemma laughs. 

" Well he should know that if he ever hurts my baby - " Anne starts. 

" You'll cut his head off yeah yeah " Harry finishes making his mother laugh. They eat the pasta in comfortable silence until Anne speaks again. 

" Harry love, are you done with all your holiday homework? I heard you've got quite a lot " His mother ponders. 

" See , I don't get it ! They call it holiday for a reason ! We shouldn't have homework ! This isn't fair " Harry protests. 

" Doesn't matter, they'll kick you out either ways " His mother argues. 

" There's like 3 assignments to do. I've done one, and I'll do one tomorrow " Harry gives in. 

" Alright, good " His mother nods. 

" I'm done " Gemma says, getting up and washing her dish. 

" Night Mum, Love you,  Good Night Harry, Don't dream tooo dirty " Gemma says going up the stairs.

" Love you too hun " Her mother reciprocates. 

" and I love you too my sweet lovely sister who isn't annoying at all " Harry mocks. 

" I think I'm gonna go sleep too " Harry says. 

" oh? No TV today? " His mother asks.

" Bit tired today " 

" Alright then, good night, love you His mum kisses his forehead. 

" Love you mum "  he responds as he goes up the stairs. 

Harry brushes his teeth and uses the loo before comfy-ing under his blanket, still thinking about his boy. 

🌞🌞🌞

Harry wakes up at 6, breathing heavily. It's morning, finally ! he thinks as he takes his phone. 

" Hey Lou ! " he types then goes back, maybe too quick for nicknames?

" Hey Louis " He sends, adrenaline flowing all through him. He gets up and jumps around a bit. Okay okay, calm down. He says to himself. He hears a ding and jumps to get his phone. 

Oh it's just a stupid youtube video, which would have excited him on most todays, but not today. Today's anything but normal. 

He switches off his phone, annoyed and goes to brush his teeth. He checks his phone again once he's back, still no message. It's okay, it's fine, he'll respond. Harry calms himself and heads down. 

" Morning Harry ! " His Mum calls.

" Morning Mum " Harry responds. 

" Waffles? " 

" Please " Harry nods hungrily. 

" do a bit of your homework in the morning and then you chill later " His mom says. 

" yes Mum " Harry answers. 

Harry finishes off his breakfast quickly and runs upstairs to check his phone again. Still no message, he sighs, and gets out his homework. Do you think I'm cool too? Or am I too into you? , harry thinks sadly.

He's writing the 5th page when he hears a ding, his heart skips a beat when he takes his phone again " Hi harry mwah mwah kissy kissy, and no I'm not louis " he grumbles angrily and Gemma's message, he's been getting on his nerves lately.

He's almost done with all the work when he hears another sound from his phone, this time he rolls his eyes, opening it. Gemma can't get me again, he thinks. " Hi Haz 😄 I thought you were never gonna text me haha " he reads, from louis !  he does an air punch. 

" Well I thought you were never gonna respond " Harry texts back. 

" You texted me at 6 in the bloody morning ! What do you expect ! " Louis shoots back. 

" Idk I guess I'm an early bird " Harry responds, grinning, he was such an idiot. Of course Louis was gonna respond, what was he thinking !

" you know what they say, early bird gets the wood on 😏 " Louis sends back making harry laugh loudly. 

" Wouldn't you like to know 🤔" Harry urges. 

" I would infact 🤨" Louis succumbs. 

" Well, i did not, get any wood on, if you have to know  " Harry texts. 

" Well good " Louis texts making harry laugh. 

" Are you free tomorrow? " Louis asks.

" Yeah. Why? " Harry texts back, excited. 

" We could get coffee or something .... " Louis says casually. 

" Is this a date 🤨 louis " Harry asks, knowing very well what he's doing. 

" Well do you want it to be ? " Louis asks, putting Harry on the spot and harry does not appreciate it. 

" Maybe 🙄.... yes 😑 " Harry agrees. 

" Well then it's a date 😎 " Louis types. 

" Alright, what time ? " Harry texts. 

" 4? at the French Coffee shop? " Louis types. 

" Yeah, sounds good " Harry responds and he feels all these little flappy insects in his chest and stomach and everywhere.