Vlog #8
Err, something's up with Louis. I know Harry said something about him changing. He's not acting weird. Different maybe? No, no I'm just—I must have misinterpreted what was happening.
I was at Harry's house tutoring him. After we finished up on his math homework, he poured himself a glass of scotch. He's more open with his drinking than he used to be.
Well I left to use the bathroom and when I came back I saw something. I think I saw something. Louis had his hand near Harry's drink and it looked like he dropped something into it. I don't know what or if he even did. I'd been staring at theorems for an hour straight.
I shrugged it off and Harry and I started on his chemistry homework. Halfway through, he needed a break so we played some video games. Then he started getting tired. Suddenly he just fell asleep. I tried to shake him awake and talk to him but he was out cold.
Then out of nowhere Louis shows up. I got a little nervous wondering if he had put something in Harry's drink. Harry could have just been tired, though. Still he hadn't seemed remotely tired before.
Anyways Louis started asking me about Harry's personal life. He wanted to know who Harry was hanging out with, what he was doing with them, and all kinds of things. I tried to be vague with my answers. Harry confides in me and I really doubt that he wants Louis to know about what he does.
He realized what I was doing and straight up told me that Harry cried himself to sleep recently. He wanted to know if I knew why. I could guess, but I couldn't know the exact reason. I didn't know that Harry did that. It made me feel kind of bad for not knowing. I told him that I didn't know why.
I'm not sure what's going on over there. Harry's falling apart and his brother is up to something. Norman hasn't even been around as far as I know. I don't know if Louis wants to help Harry. He's always been the protective and caring older brother type. Something just seems off.
Ugh, I don't know. This whole week has been off. MJ has been busy practicing for a play so I hardly get to see her. Gwen won't even come near me. I think she's ignoring me. It's stupid that I even care. I wish cameras could talk, at the very least to give good advice.