hiiii sorry it's been so long <3
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Louis' POV:
When I wake up, Harry's still fast asleep. His body is pressed against mine and he's making little snoring noises as he sleeps.
I slowly release myself from his grip and push away a little so I don't wake him up. I stay still for a while, just admiring his soft face. I'm aware that he has trouble falling asleep quite often and I'm never awake to keep him company, so a lot of the time, if he hasn't set an alarm, I'll wake up before him because he won't have fallen asleep until later.
His mouth is slightly open and soft puffs of air escape from it. His smooth skin looks perfect in the small amount of sunlight coming through the curtain. I reach for my phone to snap a picture of him like this.
Once I've taken the picture, I see the many notifications I've received. Twitter, Instagram, text messages - the lot.
First Instagram. Loads of birthday wishes and kind messages. Then twitter, I see the reason for this. Harry's tweet from last night, when I must have been asleep. He's got endless replies wishing me a good day and for Harry to spoil me. I smile as I read through a bunch of them, then make my own tweet.
Louis_Tomlinson: Harry tweeted that after I fell asleep last night so I didn't get to read all your lovely messages. Thank you so much! Put a smile on my face!
Louis_Tomlinson: p.s. Merry Christmas if you're celebrating :)
Finally, messages. I received one from my mum last night, saying she hoped I had a good day and she misses me. And Zayn. I didn't expect anything from him. Its probably about Harry's tweet.
I read over the beginning of the message. Only the bit that's shown before I click on it. I'm almost scared to see what else he's said, and I turn my phone off. I shake my head, deciding I don't want to read it yet and go to put it back on the bed side table. The phone slips from my fingers and falls to land face down on the wooden cabinet.
The noise is loud enough to wake Harry up. My head snaps around to look at him when I realise what I've done. He groans and his eyes squeeze shut as he stretches.
"Sorry" I mumble, feeling a bit tense because I don't want him to be upset about it.
"Its ok" Harry smiles, bringing his warm body closer to mine. "What were you doing?"
"Just putting my phone back" I tell him. "It slipped"
"Anything from Zayn?" He asks as if he's expecting there to be something.
"Yeah, he messaged me last night" I tell him.
"What'd he say?" Harry asks, as he lets his arm drape over my stomach and under my shirt and he begins stroking soft patterns into my side.
"I don't know" I say. "I didn't open it"
Harry's hand stops moving and he sits up. "Why not?"
"I dunno" I shrug. "I will."
"You should read it now" Harry says, reaching over me to grab my phone. I get a hold of his arm and pull him back.
"I don't want to" I shake my head at him and he frowns.
"Want me to read it to you?" He asks. "I think you should see what it says"
"No...I'll read it" I give in and grab my phone. I hesitantly click on Zayn's message and scroll up to find the beginning of the message. My eyes skin through the words he's written and i look at Harry who's trying to be encouraging with his looks.
"What did he say?" He asks, shuffling closer to look over my shoulder. I hide the phone from him, but begin reading it out loud to him.
"He said 'I saw Harry's tweet and thought that it was something to do with me. I promise I didn't mean to hurt you by not messaging you today. Liam told me I should've done it in the morning, but I wasn't sure if you wanted to hear from me or not. I don't know where we stand with each other and even though we made up it still feels a little awkward for me no matter how far you are from me right now." I feel tears begin to prick in my eyes as i continue. "I saw your mum yesterday, she says she misses you by the way. Though I'm sure she's been better than me and already wished you a happy birthday, telling you just how much she loves and misses you." I'm struggling to see at this point, so I take a break and blink away the tears.
"I miss you too Lou. I know I've been a shit friend recently. I don't want to lose you because we had an argument and couldn't fix this face to face. Usually I'd pull you in for a hug and you'd know everything was alright but with you being as far as you are it makes it hard.
I hate to admit it but I'm jealous of what Harry gets with you now. That was always my job. Maybe a lot of my anger towards you is to do with that." I let out a shaky breath and pass my phone to Harry so he can finish it."I am mad at you still for leaving and thinking you weren't wrong, I won't lie. But I think I'm more mad at Harry. Not because I don't like him and i don't want you to be happy, but because you don't need me anymore and maybe I hate the fact that he's the person that's taken that from me. So quickly too.
I've always been the one you go to and now I'm being replaced, so you can imagine that I'm feeling rubbish about that." Harry stops reading and pulls me closer to him so I can calm down a little and relax. "I'm proud of you. And I'm so happy that you're happy and less dependent on the safety of home. But I still feel awkward with you. So until you come home, if i don't talk to you, it's not because i don't love you or i don't care. Its because I don't know how to talk to you right now, i don't know what you think of me and i don't want to make you hate me if you don't already. If you still want me, I'm still your best friend. (Pease please please want me when you come home.) It was maybe immature of me to not message you earlier, but this feels more stupid so I guess i pay the price"Harry stops reading and shows me the screen. I mumble out the rest of it. "Happy birthday, merry Christmas and happy new year.
P.s. I started writing this at 4 pm, then stopped until Harry's tweet. Don't make me feel stupid :)" I laugh at the end and smile at Harry."Feel better?" Harry asks. I shrug. "Are you glad you read it?" I nod.
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Hi, this is a short update and was very rushed. I'll probably come back to this and change it but I felt it was a little overdue.
I went back to school in person today and have been struggling with that recently.
Sorry this was shit.
Next chapter will be out as soon as I'm able to get it to you <3
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