LOST AND STILL FINDING(larry stylinson)

As I stepped into the building to wait for the elevator to get up to the 2nd floor to my new house for a new life starting today. The long walk from the park took me alone 45 minutes to cover it up as I took my own sweet time.

I wanted to be excited but I really wasn’t. I was tired enough to even stand at that place and wait for the elevator doors to open. My bag hung like a rag on my shoulders.

“finally” as the the door made a beep sound before sliding in open. I step in and look into the huge mirror.

“what a shit”I say to myself brushing my fingers through my hair to make it look a bit more neat.

I supported my back on the mirror and waited for the doors to open again. Yeah maybe now I will have to make a little habit of waiting every time for the doors to open and close. The doors open and I step out. Turn left into the silent corridor where I could only hear the sound of my footsteps. I stood there in front of the door waiting again. But this wait was worth it. My stomach started fluttering as I got nervous I didn’t know why this was the second time I was meeting him not only meeting but I had to live with him from now.

The door opened and then a body figure appeared in front of me as I tried to distract myself from my thoughts and concentrate on the human who was in front of me.
“Good morning Louis” the voice greeted me with a smile.

“good morning Harry” I managed to say as I scratch my forehead.

“so early in the morning, cool I appreciate it” he says as he gestures me to enter inside. I reply him with a smile but my eyes got stuck onto that body for a while. Who stood there In front of with wet hair from the shower with a few water droplets fell onto his white tee and which he paired them with black skinny jeans. He looked like a greek God who just came down to the Earth. I need to distract myself was the only thought that could come to my head right now.

“I guess I am not that early?” I ask him as I point towards his wet hair.

“no not at all, you kind of own this place a little from now so that is ok. It took me time to open the door as I was just getting dressed.” He says and he walks towards the kitchen. I wondered why?

“only that room of mine” I say as I point towards it and harry turns around to chuckle. I had never seen such deep dimples which dug into cheeks like that ever before. After a few seconds of arguing with myself to enter ‘my’ room or not is when i saw harry reappearing with a glass of water in his hand.


“here u must be thirsty” he says as he hands me over the glass of water.

“thanx “ I reply before sipping it. He was full of those sophisticated manners and all. Yeah that is wat I had observed till now. and look at me I’ve never even switched off the lights when I go to sleep.

“I would never wake up so early if I did not have work. The bed just loves me and I love it back too” He chuckles as he says and those dimples appear again.

“me too. My mum has a tough time waking me up and I sometimes even feel sorry for her but i‘ve never managed to wake up on my own.” I reply. His expression fell like a hard solid rock a I instantly feel guilty of saying something wrong. But I did not have the courage to ask him what was wrong.

He brushes his hands through his wet hair and says, “umm I’m getting late for work so I think I shud kinda leave. Maybe even you have to leave for work ?”

“yeah, but I still have an hour left” I say as I look down at my watch and it was 8:45 right now.

“great”

HARRY’S P.O.V
So this guy, Louis Tomlinson. He was great. But the first time I saw him that day. He looked a bit tired but he was good for a gentleman. I only needed a roommate or u know just a companion to talk to. From the time I had shifted here I did not have anybody to talk to. Yeah I had made some friends, they were some of the people I trusted again after the ones who I trusted before betrayed me. But they lived with their families so I kinda did not talk to them much. I needed a three a.m. friend. Louis, I did not know anything about him right now but the vibes he sent me were enough to tell me what kind of a person he was. i just wished if i trust him wolud he trust me back coz now was a time we are gonna share this house and i neede i a level of trust. maybe i can look forward to him or maybe i can't. but first i need to explore him to know him better. but the way he talked showed me that he tried to sometimes restrict himself on saying somethings. he always keeps carefull of what to say.


LOUIS’ P.O.V
When harry left after 5 minutes I was all alone. But I did not know anything about this house for now atleast. I lay down on my comfy bed as my aching back felt so good after being tortured for the night. My nose was now tomato red after me constantly trying to wipe it off after every few seconds. I got up to get ready as I stood up to take off my dirty clothes.

I was about to enter the bathroom but something caught my eye. There was a piece of paper stuck on my door. it read

“here’s my number if u get lost inside the house. There’s a spare key hanging onto the key hanger over the microwave in the kitchen. Else I think you’ll manage for today.
-HAZ”
Haz? Right it was something my tongue did and now I had to bear the consequences. I pick up my phone from the bed as I saved his number before entering the bathroom for a nice hot shower. After all the activities I was now ready to leave but my stomach made noises. It always did. I lock the door behind and checked it 5 times thoroughly before heading towards the elevator to exit the building. I walked over to the bakery shop where today being Friday and 1st of December was my first day of my job. I was told to be there correct at 10. And I reached 5 minutes early so I was pretty much before time. I enter the shop and directly head toward the office. I knock before peeping in.
“may I” I ask my new boss.

“U are?” he asks trying to remember my name. “Louis. Louis Tomlinson. O was finalized for the job here, yesterday” I say in a kind tone. I rarely did that.

“So here take your apron, head cover and gloves from that desk. You’ve been appointed for the cakes section. Is that okay with you?” he asks.

“absolutely” I answer as I put a smile on my face.
I walk out of the office dressed up as I find my counter to stand at. The guys and the girls who were already employed waved at me with a

“hello” “welcome” “hey” and “hi’s” I waved them back . these people were gonna be friendly.

The whole day passed just taking orders and completing them. I was near Christmas so I knew the forward month coming won’t spare me a second. I just had two lines to say.

“may I take your order please?”

“thanx for coming. Hope you visit us again.”
I was tired again and felt hungry after I did my lunch at the McD’s when I had my break for half an hour or so. The shop closed by 9 in the night. And I packed up all my things and walked up to my house again. I wondered if Harry would’ve come back or not. The half an hour walk was just lazy me thinking about if I told Harry or if he gets to know by any chance that I was gay what would he do.

Ofcourse what else. He’d chuck me out. And what else do you do with faggots like me. These things occupied my head the whole time till I reached the door to ring the bell. Yup Harry was home. Do I need to be excited?

Notes

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