6. The night
I did not want to ruin anything between me and Louis, that's why I chose to go home alone. Before we split up, I picked up a piece of paper from my pocket and wrote down my phone number. I gave Louis the note and looked into his eyes.
"I know that you will call me!"
He lit up like the sun and I saw how happy he was. He took the note and nodded directly at me. He didn't say anything. I saw already that he couldn't forget all about me. Instead, he gave me a light kiss on the cheek and let the lips stay beside my ear.
"Do you promise to answer if I call?"
I laughed and nodded at the same time.
I was a happy man when I got home. I felt my whole body just wanted to shouted out for joy and I couldn't hardly calm down. Zayn woke up as I was singing high in the hall and he had to come and see what had happened. I threw myself into his arms and laughed.
"He wants me!"
Zayn smiled uncertainly and let me off quickly, he looked puzzled.
I shook directly on my head and laughed a little bit.
"I'm filled with love."
He smiled slightly amused and then shook his head.
"You have to wake half the neighbourhood for it?"
I slid down on the couch and just puffed out. I wanted to wake everyone up, but knew that maybe that wouldn't be so successful.
"He's absolutely wonderful!" I said instead and looked at my dear friend. "He's everything and more!"
Zayn sighed a little dull, and then looked at his watch.
"Shall we go to bed?"
I shook the head, even though I was tired.
"I will not be able to fall asleep." I said as cheerfully as before. "I'll just lie and think of Louis."
Zayn laughed a little bit and started walking towards his bedroom.
"Wake me up tomorrow instead and tell me then about what happened."
"Don't you know that now?"
He gave me a quick glance.
"Tomorrow!" he murmured, and disappeared into his bedroom.
I couldn't fall asleep. I sat in the kitchen and sipped some tea. The only thing I had in my head was Harry and I could almost feel his gorgeous lips against mine. I looked around the kitchen and wished I had asked him to come home with me. Harry didn't seem to be the one that came with a guy home the first time, but I could have asked? I chose to take up his note from my pocket and immediately I put in his number in my mobile phone. Then I sat and looked dreamily at the note. I wanted to send a message to him, but I didn't dare. Maybe he slept? Or maybe he would think it was desperate?
After a while I noticed that the kitchen was a mess. I had a lot of dishes and the floor looked like a rubbish heap. Direct I gained energy. I started vacuuming the floor and got it to be clean. Then I did the dishes and wiped off the bench. When I would go to the bedroom, I noticed that my couch was filled with stuff and so I started to clean there to. I chose to vacuum everywhere and make sure that my laundry came away from the floor. Eventually I had to clean the whole apartment and surprised, I looked around. My home was clean.
I wasn't in bed until the sun started to go up. I felt that I was totally exhausted and I had no energy left. Therefore I fell asleep quickly and forgot even to removed my clothes off.
Guess what I dreamed about?
I dreamed about Harry Styles.