The Boy That Doesn't Talk // ls

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Louis' POV:

"Harry" Niall says softly from the other side of the door, as he begins to open it and walk in. "Its time to get up, please don't be too upset an-" he pauses and stares at me in shock. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Nice to see you too Niall." I chuckle as I sit up, trying not to startle Harry who still hasn't woken up.

"I'm serious. Last thing I knew, Harry swore it was over and was all pissed and uncomfortable to be around. When did this happen? Did you sneak in without me noticing yesterday?" Niall asks. He's so confused and is speaking unbelievably fast.

"I sort of turned up at 4 this morning. I don't know, but Harry says I can come on tour" I shrug.

"Are Liam and Zayn coming? Are they ok with this?" Niall asks. Harry finally wakes up, somehow not knowing Niall is here and wraps his arms around me to pull me back to him but I resist it. "Harry! When did we invite Louis?"

"Hm?" Harry grunts, looking around to see where Niall is standing. "Oh, last night"

"And Zayn doesn't know" I admit.

"You didn't tell them?" Harry asks me. I shake my head. I know I should have but it was really late and i knew they'd stop me.

"They would make me change my mind and then it would be too late" I sigh, lying back down basically on top of Harry.

"Look Niall, we haven't really talked about it. Its been two and a half hours since he turned up. Let's just see what happens, yeah?" Harry says

"Fine" Niall shrugs. "This could be fun i guess"

"Love you Nialler!" Harry calls out as Niall walks downstairs.

"Oh fuck off" Niall yells back, but shortly after we hear him laugh.

Harry and I stay in his bed for a while after. I only got two hours of sleep last night so I'm absolutely exhausted, but Harry seems to be ok. He moves out from the position we were in and cuddles into my side, resting his arm on my stomach, which is bare. I don't know how or when I took my top off but I'm not complaining.

"I didn't know you wore pyjamas" Harry mumbles into my side. His warm breath tickles me a little and makes me squirm.

"Oh yeah. They're my little secret jammies that mum bought me. I wear them when I'm feeling lonely" i laugh because I feel weird saying it as the realisation of how weird it is comes.

"Why are you so cute?" Harry says, kissing my belly before he sits up. "Breakfast?" I nod and he takes my hand to lead me out of the bed, towards the kitchen.

"Isn't Christmas in a week?" I ask when the three of us are eating breakfast at the kitchen table. Niall nods.

"Yeah, and your birthday is in 6 days" Harry grins when he says this and looks like he's up to something.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask him suspiciously.

"Its your birthday soon!" Harry exclaims as if its the best thing in the world.

"Yeah and? I don't want to celebrate." I tell him and this causes him to frown. "What?"

"We have to celebrate" He huffs.

"I don't want to but you're more than welcome to throw a party by yourself, but it will be shit without the birthday boy" i chuckle as i finish up my food. "Anyway, i was asking because how is tour going to work over Christmas?"