Not My Cup of Tea // L.S.

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Reasons for the pic: 

1. It is too cute and per-fect. 

2. Tells you sweet creatures the main characters of this chapter.

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"I have the second part of the plan ready and I spoke to the boy about it. I'll text you all the details about it. No, you don't have to come here already. I can handle it well for now. I'm the boss, you remember that. You come here after the third part of the plan is done. Yes, I'm ready with that too. I've told the boy everything he needs to do and at what point of time. No, it won't happen now. It will happen after a few days or weeks. It should be unprecedented, that's why. Stop asking me unnecessary questions, I'll do what I want to do and you'll just help me because Louis is our common friend. Alright now I'll take your leave. Talk to you soon."

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Harry woke up when he heard a loud crash. What the hell? Harry thought. The room looked really weird, no traces of blue colour-oh wait. He then remembered where he was; he was with Louis in Louis' dorm. He remembered the previous night, their talks and the way Louis kept appreciating him. He tried to turn towards the side but he wasn't able to, his chest felt heavy-oh. Louis' head was on his chest and his arm was in Harry's hair. His other arm had pushed Louis' cushion on the bedside lamp, causing it fall down with a thud. Harry saw that his own arms were wrapped around Louis' waist. He sighed happily. He felt really sleepy; like he hadn't really slept. And, it was still dark outside. So, he dozed off again.

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"Look Zayn, they're cuddling. Aww." Someone was saying. "I know right. They look so cute." Zayn replied. Louis turned and looked up. He was met with two pairs of brown eyes looking at him fondly, "Good morning Louis." Liam and Zayn said together, but quietly. "Good morning, why are you guys being so silent?" Louis asked groggily. "Because," Zayn said, pointing next to Louis, "He's still sleeping." Oh. Right. Louis thought. He looked at Harry. One hand on Louis' tummy, other hand on his forehead, mouth slightly open. He looks cute. Louis thought, smiling. Then Louis remembered the previous night. Harry crying, Louis consoling him, and then sleeping. But not just that, there was something he had to ask Zayn about Harry.

Louis carefully lifted Harry's hand from above his hand and placed on his own tummy which was covered by the blanket. With one last smile, Louis turned away from Harry and got up from the bed. "What's the time?" He asked. "Just six." Liam replied. "So, we have two hours to Uni, alright. Don't wake Harry up; he's had a terrible night." Louis said, sadly. "Oh, why? Is he alright?" Zayn asked, worry growing on his face. Louis sighed.

"Zayn. I need to talk to you about certain things. Li, did you both have a cuppa?" Liam shook his head. "Alright, go make us all a cuppa and I'll go freshen up. Zayn, get comfy. I need to talk to you about Harry before he gets up." Louis concluded and headed towards the washroom.

Now, the first dose of pain killers for the day. He thought and took it.

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Louis exited the washroom to be welcomed by Liam with a cup of steaming tea. Louis smiled at him and took it gratefully. "Does it hurt much?" Liam asked, quietly. "Little bit, yeah. But it keeps getting lesser and lesser, the pain. I'm sure it will be gone in a few weeks." Louis said. "I would slam his head for all your pai-" "Liam not now, they're here. Harry is sleeping but Zayn is pretty much awake." Louis cut him. "Alright, alright, sorry." Liam apologized. "Don't be. I love you; you support me too much." Louis told him. "I love you too Tommo, you deserve good things and I just want you to be happy." Liam told him with a smile. "I am happy, Li. Don't worry." Louis told him with a smile and they moved to the room where Zayn was sitting on the bed, running his fingers through Harry's curls.