Stripped
Chapter 16: Poor Harry
Chapter 16: Poor Harry (Louis’s P.O.V.)
Harry was acting as if he had been the one beat up and not Taylor. I kept looking over at him as I drove. I felt sorry for him, he really did have feelings for Taylor, she just didn’t want anything to do with him.
“Hey man,” I started, “I’m sorry.”
He just shook his head, “It’s not your fault.”
Then I remembered what Ann had said to me before I had walked out the door.
“Ann told me that Taylor was only acting like that because she’s mad that she let herself get jumped like that.”
I watched his expression, hoping that would brighten his spirits at least a little. I thought I caught a glimpse of his eyes soften before I turned back to the road again.
“Yeah,” he said, “she’s probably right. I’m pretty sure that she didn’t want to go on a date with me, but she never snapped at me. And I can’t really blame her, I would be pissed off too if someone had decided to use me for their punching bag.”
I knew that he was trying to cheer himself up. I also knew that it wasn’t working very well. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. My feelings of sorrow for Harry dwelled in the back of my mind as I tried to figure out how to cheer him up. I was coming up empty. Harry was usually dumped, not barred from having a chance.
That was when my phone starting going off. I stretched and dug it out of my pocket, “Hello?”
“Ay!” a familiar Irish accent spoke, “Where are you two? You’ve been gone all night.”
I sighed, I should have known that this would be coming. “We had to go help some friends we met the other day. One of them got into a little trouble.”
“Oh,” Niall replied. “Would these friends happen to be female?”
I could hear the snicker in his voice. Behind him Zayn called out, “Wait? What?”
“As a matter of fact, yes they are Niall,” I answered, “And that is all.”
“Awww,” he whined, “You’re no fun.”
I just shook my head as I slowed for a red light. I should have known that the guys would try to have a little fun with this. Why couldn’t have Liam called? At least he was more level headed than the others.
“Well where are you?”
I sighed again, “I am not picking you up something to eat Niall.”
“What?” he cried into his phone, “Why not?”
“Because Harry and I are tired and want to sleep, that’s why.”
“Fine,” he pouted.
I rolled my eyes as the light turned green and I eased on. “Just eat something there. Later.”
“Bye meanie.”
And with that, Niall hung up on me. My attention was turned back to my immediate surroundings, including Harry’s depression. I just continued to drive. I needed to get home before he completely killed any happiness in me.
Harry was acting as if he had been the one beat up and not Taylor. I kept looking over at him as I drove. I felt sorry for him, he really did have feelings for Taylor, she just didn’t want anything to do with him.
“Hey man,” I started, “I’m sorry.”
He just shook his head, “It’s not your fault.”
Then I remembered what Ann had said to me before I had walked out the door.
“Ann told me that Taylor was only acting like that because she’s mad that she let herself get jumped like that.”
I watched his expression, hoping that would brighten his spirits at least a little. I thought I caught a glimpse of his eyes soften before I turned back to the road again.
“Yeah,” he said, “she’s probably right. I’m pretty sure that she didn’t want to go on a date with me, but she never snapped at me. And I can’t really blame her, I would be pissed off too if someone had decided to use me for their punching bag.”
I knew that he was trying to cheer himself up. I also knew that it wasn’t working very well. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. My feelings of sorrow for Harry dwelled in the back of my mind as I tried to figure out how to cheer him up. I was coming up empty. Harry was usually dumped, not barred from having a chance.
That was when my phone starting going off. I stretched and dug it out of my pocket, “Hello?”
“Ay!” a familiar Irish accent spoke, “Where are you two? You’ve been gone all night.”
I sighed, I should have known that this would be coming. “We had to go help some friends we met the other day. One of them got into a little trouble.”
“Oh,” Niall replied. “Would these friends happen to be female?”
I could hear the snicker in his voice. Behind him Zayn called out, “Wait? What?”
“As a matter of fact, yes they are Niall,” I answered, “And that is all.”
“Awww,” he whined, “You’re no fun.”
I just shook my head as I slowed for a red light. I should have known that the guys would try to have a little fun with this. Why couldn’t have Liam called? At least he was more level headed than the others.
“Well where are you?”
I sighed again, “I am not picking you up something to eat Niall.”
“What?” he cried into his phone, “Why not?”
“Because Harry and I are tired and want to sleep, that’s why.”
“Fine,” he pouted.
I rolled my eyes as the light turned green and I eased on. “Just eat something there. Later.”
“Bye meanie.”
And with that, Niall hung up on me. My attention was turned back to my immediate surroundings, including Harry’s depression. I just continued to drive. I needed to get home before he completely killed any happiness in me.
Notes
Here you go guys! I am so sorry for the late update, I have been trying to get everything with the car accident worked out. But beyond that, I hope you all enjoy the new chapter! Hoping to have another chpater up next monday at the earilest and next thursday at the latest. Enjoy! Later, Kiki
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The sequel is up! Head over to my profile and look for Bare. I hope you like it!
1/22/17