The Light // L.S

Not that movie.

   Louis' P.O.V

   I woke up to the sun sneaking through my curtains, shining straight to my face. I took my phone under the pillow, checking the time, 6:32am it said. So early. It was Friday, the last day of school before the beloved holidays. We were going to watch some movies at school and eat candy and stuff. It was going to be quite a good day, I thought.

  Even though it was early and I still had time to sleep, I didn't. I opened my laptop again, scrolling through my Twitter timeline. Once I got bored of it I opened my window and looked outside. The weather reminded me of the beautiful day which was Harrys last day here. The sun was shining just like back then and it wasn't that cold, to be December 20th. I think it was around 0° though.

   I didn't want to get sad now so I thought about something else. Me, Zayn, Niall and Liam were going to go off to shopping for some Christmas presents for our families. I was quite excited because I was also planning on buying something for myself and Harry, I was going to send him something since I couldn't go to Holmes Chapel for Christmas. I was super disappointed for that too, all I wanted right now was to spend a Christmas with the curly but the Styles' were leaving to their relatives to Germany; Annes sister apparently lived there.

  I got up my bed, groaning. I breathed in the cold, fresh air filling up my room as the window was wide open. I took my Mickey Mouse - shirt off, not caring if someone saw me because the window was open. I went to lay on the floor without a specific reason. I closed my eyes lightly and breathed deep, in and out. It was kind of relaxing even though it was getting colder and colder in my room and the floor wasn't that comfortable. I started singing 'She' by Ed Sheeran, changing the she's into he's.

  Mom came into my room after a while. She looked at me like I was crazy. Didn't think I was but she apparently did.

"Louis, what are you doing? It's barely 7am. You'll get ill keeping that window open and laying there almost naked." Mom appealed, walking to the small window, closing it. "Get up and put some clothes on. I'll make you some porridge."

"Mom," I whined, "How many times have I told you; I don't like that damn porridge." Too bad if I sounded rude. "I'll make myself toast or something."

"Fine, just put some clothes on." She ordered, leaving my room and closing the door behind her. Damn, she ruined my weird-special-relaxing moment. I didn't really know what I was thinking or doing there but I guess I liked it anyway. Whatever.

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"Raise your hand for PS. I love you." Our teacher said. We were voting for what movie we should watch, just to kinda celebrate the last day at school this year. I had watched PS. I love you with Harry so I prayed for not watching it. I couldn't take it. Unfortunately, I saw almost the whole class furiously raining their hands. Fuck it.

"Why the fuck are we watching that?" I hissed to Zayn who sat next to me. "I have watched it with Harry and I can't watch that again."

"When did you go to the 'dentists' the last time?" Zayn hissed back at me.

"Monday." I remembered. "It won't work again for her. God dammit."

"Okay, so we're watching PS. I love you." the teacher announced, taking the DVD out and putting it into the DVD player.

   After a while, at the part of the movie where Gerry dies, I started feeling dizzy. Don't know why, it was weird. Zayn noticed me acting weird and handed me over a water bottle he had. I drank some of it and I felt a bit better.