When nothing meets everything -L.S.

F O U R

Louis' POV

I woke up when Harry started to carry me but I felt safe in his arms so I pretended to be asleep. He laid me down and he started to tuck me in. When he was done with tucking me in, he started to walk away, but I heard him coming back. The next moment I felt a pair of lips against my forehead. I went completely stiff. Harry didn't notice anything and went to his own room.

That night I fell asleep very quickly. It was quite calm because Harry made me feel safe and that kiss kind of felt like reassurance like he would be there for me, always. With that thought I went to a very peaceful sleep.

I woke up the next morning with the sound of birds and a sun ray shining on my face. I felt very content. I smelled around and I smelled eggs with bacon. I walked downstairs to see Harry baking bacon and eggs. "Good morning, love." he said with a sweet voice. "Good morning." I said back. "Sit down at the table, the food will be ready in a minute. "

It was a long time ago since I had a proper breakfast. I always ate my coco pops with a glass of water.

I walked over to the kitchen table and the table was beautifully set and there were even flowers and the table. "You really didn't need to do this Haz." "Haz?" He said. I completely forgot that we only knew each other for a day, but I was so used to that name. "I-i I'm sorry I shouldn't have called you that." "Hey it's fine we're friends now so it's fine, but now I have to have a nickname for you too." I groaned. I hated it when people gave me nicknames.

Harry thought for a moment until he said: "I think that boo suits you very well." I groaned again. "Hey stop your groaning or you won't get your breakfast." He laughed. I laughed with him. It had been a long time since I last laughed and it felt very nice. We eventually sat down and ate in a comfortable silence.

When we were done we both went our separate ways to fresh ourselves up. I went downstairs again and sat on the couch. I decided to watch tv. I eventually chose to watch Grease since it was my favorite movie. I was halfway in the movie when Harry came downstairs again.

He looked so hot. He had white button up with most of the buttons open with black skinny jeans. I didn't notice I was gaping at him until I heard him clear his throat. "Take a picture, it lasts longer." I looked down in embarrassment. I heard him chuckle.

I continued to watch the movie and Harry watched the last part with me. We decided to watch another movie. A horror movie. I hate horror movies but Harry really wanted to watch it so I just went with him. I didn't want him to think I was a coward.

We sat down next to each other. We were only a quarter in the movie and I was already scared to death. Harry probably noticed that I was scared so he opened his arms for me to climb on his lap. I buried my head in his chest and it felt amazing. I felt so safe. We continued to watch the movie and at the end I had my eyes squeezed shut and I heard Harry saying: "The movie is over you can look again." I slowly opened my eyes and looked around.

"Why didn't you tell me that you didn't like horror movies?" Harry asked. "I didn't want to disappoint you." "You could never disappoint me." We sat in a comfortable silence for a while until we heard the doorbell ring.

[A/N This was chapter 4! I really hoped you liked and don't forget to vote and comment. Thank youuu!!]

-Soof