Sweet like sugar

"Well this is my home." I say as we pull into the drive way. I open the door with my left hand since my right has a cast on it. "It's nice." Louis says, I wasn't sure if he was being serious or not. My house is quite small and theres is big. I like it though, its cute and I do a lot of gardening. "Thanks" I say with no tone or anything.
Harry still says nothing.
I look threw Harrys window and say "Thanks for helping me out tonight, both of you guys. It meant a lot." Harry just looks down and I see Louis stare at him with a 'how rude' look. "It was our pleasure! I am sure we will see you soon since you live around the corner. It was nice meeting you Mel" Louis says on behalf of him and Harry. I felt a little down that Harry said nothing.

(Harrys POV)
Why is nothing coming out? Say something! "Yeah it was nice meeting you too Louis! See you guys." Mel says. I could tell there was a hint of sadness in her voice but it was probably cause she was in pain. I was too embaressed too look at her. She walked off and we started to drive. "What the hell Harry? You may not like her but that was rude!" Louis snaps! I wasn't used to him talking to me like that, but then again, I wasn't used to being so weird. Maybe I hate her? I don't usually hate people. How can I not know though? I didn't reply to Louis. When we got home, all the boys were watching a movie. It was The Wrong Turn. "Where have you guys been?" Zayn asks, not seeming to care much. "The hospital, some girl tripped and broke her wrist infront of our house" I say. I could feel the blank expression on my face. I start walking to my room, I could feel all there eyes on me. I went to take my coat off when I remembered I gave it to Mel. I felt happy, now I can go get it back and apologise for being so rude! Wait, wait, wait, why do I want to go there? I hate her. I don't know that for sure... Hmmm maybe if I go there we can sort it out.
"See you later guys, I need to go get my coat." Before they could say anything I grabbed my keys and walked out of the door.

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