The Light // L.S

Baking.

Louis' P.O.V

It had been about two weeks since Harry moved back to Holmes Chapel. Everyone from school went on that trip to London on that Friday, except me. It was kid of a shame because I had looked forward going, but that was when I knew Harry was still coming. Since he wasn't, I was "sick" and watched horror movies all day on Netflix and ate ice cream.

Zayn had bought me a black 'Snapback' from London. It was really cool, it even had a Vans logo on its front. He always came over to my place, every night to hang out and, I think, look after me. That would be so Harry, to tell Zayn to look after me after he left. I guessed I had done well. Okay, I had eaten loads and loads of ice cream ever since, but I tried to live like he wanted me to. Me and Harry had been calling and skyping to each other every day before going to bed and I missed him like a madman. I usually cried myself to sleep. I just wanted to be able to feel him, to touch, hug and kiss him. But I couldn't and that was tearing me apart.

I also had been skipping school quite much these past weeks. It all reminded me of being with Harry. Okay, I might be over-reacting a bit; he wasn't dead or anything. But he wasn't here with me and that felt hard as hell for me.

This morning I decided to go to school anyway. Mom actually payed attention to me and practically forced me to go. It was important to me to get good grades since this was my last year in high school. Yeah right.

I walked to school because I felt like needing a little exercise because all that ice cream I had stuffed myself with. We had only two days left before the Christmas holidays, five days until Christmas Eve.

The snow we had was melted and it was cloudy windy as hell. For once I didn't listen to music while walking. I glanced at my watch as I walked across the road, arriving to the school grounds. It was 8:24am. Wow, I was in time for the first time in like, months.

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"What movie do ya wanna watch?" Zayn wondered as he was scrolling through Netflix. "Horror?"

"You know what, I don't feel like watching a movie tonight." I realized. "Can we bake something?"

Zayns eyes widened. "You what? Bake? You never bake and neither do I! I wonder why... Oh! Because we suck at baking." Zayn laughed, a suprised look on his face.

"But I wanna try something new. Or, can we bake ginger bread? It not that hard ya know." I was kinda suprised myself that I wanted to bake. Oh, how I would want to bake with Harry...

"Louis? Hello?" Zayn waved his hand in front of my face. "Sure we can bake if you got a recepie or something. Or I'll just Google something out."

I nodded, "Yeah." I watched him type 'easy ginger bread recepie' on my computer. After a while of searching we found a good recepie that was quite quick to do, about tree hours. Well, that sounds quite a short time for making ginger breads, right?

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"Do you smell... HOLY FUCK the ginger breads!!" Zayn gave me a heart attack by screaming in the middle of a horror movie, it was the Ring 2. Yes, we decided to watch a movie anyway.

"FUCK! I told you we'd forget about them if we start watching this shit!" I ran into the kitchen, opening the oven. A huge cloud of hot smoke escaped to the kitchen. Fuck fuck fuck.