《I Hope You're Happy Now》Chapter 61
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Chapter 61
Harry's POV
We drove in silence for the next fifteen minutes, only the muffled sounds of the radio and Louis occasionally clearing his throat.
He stopped the car on a narrow dirt road leading into the woods, he pulled his keys from the ignition and stuffed them in his pocket. He stared at me and raised an eyebrow "you coming?"
I nodded, rolling my eyes "fine. I just wish you'd tell me what the hell we're doing in the woods at this time of night"
"It's only 9:02 and stop whining"
"m not whining....just like to know what kind of scheme you're planning"
Louis quietly laughed before pushing his door open then coming around and waiting for me. I sighed dramatically and unlocked my door. Louis started off down the path leaving me by myself. I stomped down the path, my hands in my pockets. I heard some kind of rustling in the nearby bushes
"Louis?! Where are you?"
"I'm over here you big baby"
"I'm not a baby"
I ran over to Louis and grabbed his hand, I stayed as close to him as possible, the last thing I'd want is to get lost in the woods...at night...alone...
Yes, I'm still mad at him but...ok fine. I'm a bit scared, you happy?
I don't like being outside in the dark, who knows what's out there waiting to grab you. Now I'm scaring myself, I think too much..
We wandered around in the darkness for quite some time. Louis said he knew where he was going, but with his horrible sense of direction and the fact that we've walked past the same tree about fifty times, I'm starting to wonder if I should've trusted him in the first place.
He suddenly stopped walking and let out a sigh "yep. No doubt about it, we're lost"
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I let go of his hand and began yelling at him "I KNEW IT! I SHOULD'VE KNOW BETTER!"
"Hazz, I'm just kidding"
"You'd better be.."
He snickered and punched my arm, he tried to hold my hand again but I ran ahead of him. He chased after me yelling something about a lake, I paid no attention.
I wish I would've listened because I tripped fell face first into a shallow pond. I sat up wiping all the mud and grass off my face as Louis stood there dying of laughter. "I tried to warn you"
I shot him a dirty look and wiped my cheek, "yep. Thanks" I rolled my eyes and stood up "can we go now? I'm cold I'm tired and now I'm soaking wet"
Louis grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out of the pond, "um...we can't leave...we're lost"
"WHAT?! YOU SAID YOU WERE JOKING"
"Yeah, but that was before you decided to run off and had the bright idea to fall into the lake"
"WHY THE HELL DID I TRUST YOU?! Man, am I stupid"
"Hazz, don't be upset-"
"DON'T BE UPSET?! WE'RE COMPLETELY LOST IN THE MIDDLE OF NO WHERE, NO ONE KNOWS WHERE WE ARE AND I COULD'VE DROWNED"
"First of all, you trusted me because I'm awesome and you love me. Second, we're not lost, I've been here before. Third. You wouldn't have drowned the water is like 5 inches deep"
I glared at Louis and laid down in grass, I closed my eyes and groaned "I'm still soaking wet.. AND I WANT TO GO HOME AND I'M TIRED. STOP LAUGHING IT'S NOT FUNNY"
Louis sat next to me snickering, he covered it up with a fake cough. He mumbled "sorry" before bursting out laughing
"IT IS NOT FUNNY"
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"Calm down curly, you'll wake the forest animals will all your screaming"
"I SAID CUT IT OUT"
"sorry"
Louis laid his head on my chest and groaned "ewww you're still wet"
"Yeah. I fell into pond"
Louis giggled and sat up "sorry, I really didn't mean any harm, I'm just messing with you"
I stared up into to sky and crossed my arms "I don't find it that hilarious...how would you like to get made fun of by your so called 'best friend' it wouldn't be so funny then, would it?"
Louis hung his head "Im sorry, I wasn't trying to hurt your feelings, sheesh"
"We'll you did"
Louis didn't answer, he laid next to me and sighed. I turned my head and shut my eyes tight. He rubbed my arm and whispered "sorry" again, which was useless because his 'sorry's' don't really have any meaning to them anymore. He just says sorry and expects everything to be fine, he doesn't mean it half the time. You wanna know how I can tell? Because 1. He is usually laughing when he says it
2. He says 'sorry' then makes fun of me again
3. He knows I'll forgive him anyways so he thinks he can mess with me as much as he likes
Which is true...I do let him tease me too often without saying a word...I don't know why he enjoys hurting my feelings...maybe he doesn't know how much it really hurts...or he doesn't care...and I'm kinda leaning towards the second one...
I was almost asleep until Louis poked me hard in the back
"what?!" I groaned, rolling over and glaring at him.
He bit his lip and stared at his hands "I-I wasn't trying to be mean...you know I'd never hurt you..."
My face softened a bit, for once he did look sorry. Which was a good thing. I reached over and stroked his cheek "thank you.."
He nodded and sat up again.
"So...do you forgive me?"
"yeah"
"Thank you. I knew you loved me"
"I'd love you more if I could wear your jacket, mine is drenched in pond water"
Louis grinned and unzipped his jacket, I took it from him and set on the ground beside me.
I took my sweatshirt off and threw it at Louis.
"actually...I'm not going to wear a shirt...if that's ok with you..I'm hot now"
He nodded and set my shirt down "why would I mind?"
I bit my lip and held up my arms
"because I look horrible..."
He smiled and kissed my cheek
"No you don't, you're beautiful"
"thank you, Lou" I sighed and laid my head on his chest.
"You're welcome" he whispered
"No, not just for that. For everything...taking care of me...putting up with all my crap...loving me..."
Louis wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheek again
"No thanks needed, I'll always love you. No matter what"
"I love you, Lou." I yawned, rubbing my eyes and snuggling close to him.
"I love you more" he whispered in my ear, hugging me tight.
"Why did you bring me here again?" I whispered, closing my eyes and yawning.
"Just to talk, but this is much better, don't you think? Hazz? Goodnight Harry, I love you"
The last thing I remember before falling asleep is Louis kissing my cheek and singing softly in my ear. It was perfect.
This chapter is really long, was it weird? xD
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