Harry

His face stays motionless, just his right eyebrow lifts itself from his ocean blue eye.
His eyes. So pretty. I think they were what captivated me when I first saw him, coming towards me when I picked him up from his flat.
His hair a fluffy but beautiful mess, his clothes perfectly fitting his sinful frame, but when he looked up at me - his eyes were the prettiest shade of blue I have ever seen. And I fell in love with them immediately.
They are a shade of blue that reminds you of the ocean, the unruly and wild flowing water, the powerful waves crashing down. Staring into Louis' eyes makes you feel lost but safe, away from reality but still so grounded and down to earth that it makes you dizzy.

I should write a song about them.
Maybe then Louis will understand that not he himself is irritating me, but everything he does to me.

"Then why won't you just tell me why I am annoying you?" His voice. So soft and high, yet raspy that it sends immediate chills down my spine. But no, he can't know. He wouldn't understand.

"You aren't annoying me."

Louis scoffs, crossing his arms and takes another step back in the direction of elevator and stairs.

"Please don't go." My voice breaks and I should be embarrassed at how it cracks pathetically, but this is Louis, my Louis leaving me and-
No. Not my Louis.

Not mine.

Not mine.

"Harry," he sighs and looks up at me, driving me crazy with his blue blue blue eyes.
"It's okay, yeah? We had our fun, the sex was great and I couldn't thank you enough for the time we spent together, for taking me with you to the studio and whatnot. I am forever grateful for that. Please remember that, okay?"

With one last smile, his tiny frame turns around, slings his duffle bag over his shoulder and presses the button for the elevator to come up.

"No," I say, making his head snap up, questioning gaze fixed at me. "It's not okay, because-"

With a ding, the steel doors open in front of Louis and he steps inside the elevator, pressing the button for the bottom floor. When the doors begin to slide shuz, he holds his hand out, making them open again.

"Because what, Harry? Just tell me, for god's sake," he begs, his eyes now holding a sad shimmer, but his tone makes it obvious that he is irritated by my behaviour.

"Because I..." I stop, just continue staring at Louis and begging him with my eyes not to go
But all I get is another scoff and an eye roll.

"What a fucking joke you are, Harry Styles."

And when the elevator doors come to a close for the second time, he lets them slide shut and makes my heart shatter at the same time.

What a joke I am, indeed.

Sorry that you had to wait so long for the update :/