Not My Cup of Tea // L.S.

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Another update! My mood's too good off late I guess hehe

Dedicated to my lovely impatient friend 

Hope you like it xx

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As Louis and Zayn entered the room, they saw it was completely dark. Zayn reached for the switches and switched on a few lights. They saw chains of polaroids hanging on the walls. Louis walked closer to one chain and looked closely.

They were pictures of Harry, Gemma and some man Louis didn't recognize. There were also a few pictures of a woman, who looked very much like Harry.

Zayn, on the other hand, seemed to recognize all of them. Louis asked him, "Zayn? Who are these people with Harry and Gemma?" Zayn took a deep breath and said, "His parents Tommo."

Louis looked closer. They were indeed his parents. Only...Harry's father looked very happy and cheerful. Harry and Gemma seemed very young in the pictures. "How old is Haz in these pictures, Zayn?" Louis asked. "Fourteen in some and fifteen in some." Zayn replied.

So, these were Harry's memories of his family.

Louis felt he would tear up. Harry really did love his family so much that he missed them so bad. Louis wondered what he could do to help Harry. After a while of looking around at the pictures, both Zayn and Louis exited the room, and sat in the common room.

"Zayn, in less than a month, it's my birthday. And, since it'll be Christmas break, I'll be going home to Doncaster." Louis suddenly said.

"Oh, that's great Louis. when is your birthday?" Zayn asked.

"24th December. I was just wondering...If I could-wait. What does Harry do every year during Christmas?" Louis asked.

"Till the 25th he works all the time. Just to keep his mind off things. On the 25th, he drives over to my house and stays there till the break ends. Why?" Zayn said.

"I was wondering if I could take Harry over to my house? In that way he could meet my family, spend Christmas with me and... feel like at home?" Louis asked, shyly. Seeing Zayn stare at him, Louis quickly added, "I promise you he won't be hurt. My youngest sisters are a bit clingy; but they will never hurt him, I swear."

Zayn smiled wide and said, "I don't doubt you or your family Louis. Take him wherever you want, I don't mind. Just, don't leave him all alone. I'm not asking you to stick to him; but ensure that at least one of your family members are with him. If he ends up alone, he'd think about his past and end up in tears."

Louis nodded and said, "I'll ask Harry when he comes back. Anyways, it's just 29th November. We've a lotta time." Zayn nodded and said, "Thank you, Tommo." "For what?" Louis asked. "For you know, being with Harry." Zayn said. Louis smiled and nodded, "I-He's like, not really just a friend to me anyways. I have never liked anybody before, except HIM. I just hope, Hazza doesn't turn out to be-" "He won't. Harry is not homophobic, neither am I. Plus, he's gay too. How can he hate you unnecessarily?" Zayn said, cutting him midway.

Louis smiled. Zayn is right. Harry isn't homophobic. Harry isn't straight. Harry is nothing like HIM. He is my Harry, my Hazza, my Haz. Louis for once didn't avoid or ignore his thoughts related to Harry. He wondered if Harry could ever be his. Never in a million years. His brain threw at him. It wasn't wrong though, but Louis didn't want to think about that right now.

The dorm door flew open, and Harry and Liam entered the dorm. "Hi Zaynie, hi Tommo." Liam said. "Hi baby." Zayn said and got up to peck Liam's lips.