Louis POV

The way Rachel looked last night, her pale skin looked soft and kissable. And her lips. The taste of her lips were still on mine. No matter how hard i tried to push this feeling away it just wouldn't go. She's just perfect i guess. No other girl has ever made me feel the way she does. I don't even know her that way but there's something about her. The way she walks, the way she talks. The sadness in her eyes. It's all intriguing to me. Seeing her with Joshua just made my blood boil.
"Mate, what are you thinking about?" Harry asked distrubing my train of thoughts
"Nothing" I said glacing around Harry's room
"What do you mean nothing, we've been here for twenty minutes now and you haven't said a word" Harry argued
"I just don't feel like talking" I grumbly said
"You want to go over to Eleanor's? the gang is there" Harry sugested
"If i wanted to go to Eleanor's i would of been there already" I snapped
"Then what are we doing here! you asked me if we could come to my house" Harry said getting up from his bed
"I didn't want to be around Eleanor" I replied taking my shoes off
"um, so why did Rachel yell at you before?" He asked breaking the silence that lingered in the room
"Again with this question?" I said rolling my eyes
"Can you just spit it out already?" Harry said annoyingly
"If i tell you, promise not to tell the others" I said standing up from where i was seated
"So it's that serious?" Harry said
"Yeah, it is" I replied looking down at the floor
"Okay, what is it then? are you finally dating Eleanor?" He said making me chuckle
"Not at all mate" I replied
"Then what is it? you're making me nervous" He replied
"I kissed Rachel last night, and i got to admit i liked it a lot" I found myself admitting. I was grinning from ear to ear like an idiot
"WHAT!" Harry sprung out of bed,
"Yeah, what you just heard" I said pacing around the bedroom
"How did it happened?!" Harry asked surprised
"I don't know honestly. Ever since i met her i've felt a deep attraction towards her and last night i saw her half nake-"
"YOU WHAT!" Harry screamed, interrupting what i was saying
"It was by mistake mate, i walked in on her when she was changing her top and i just couldn't resist myself, i launched myself at her, but she liked it because she kissed me back" I said touching my lips with my finger tips
"Mate, do you have feelings for her?" Harry had finally asked the question i had been trying so hard to avoid
I felt my face grow hot and a feeling of uncertainty rushed over me
"I honestly don't know Harry, and that's what bothers me" I reply flopping down on harry's bed