It's Complicated

Chapter 25

I'LL JUST KEEP QUIET YOU KNOW IT'S JUST ARGHHHHHH JUST- OKAY BYE- JUST READ IT!

It's hours later, and Harry is laid down in his bed, wrapped up in his fluffiest blanket.

As soon as he got home, he told his kids that he wasn't feeling well, so he was just going to stay in bed all day.

Of course, his kids were concerned and wanted to take care of him, but Harry just waved them off saying he just needed to sleep it off.

Now it's night and Harry has been binge watching marvel movies. Liam kind of got him hooked and now he was invested in it.

He was halfway done with Ant-Man when there's a knock at his door.

Harry stays quiet, hoping that whoever was on the other side thinks he's sleeping.

There's another knock, but again Harry ignores it.

"Harry, I know you're not sleeping," Louis's voice comes through. "I hear the TV on."

Harry sighs. Louis was the last person he wanted to see right now. "What do you want Louis?"

"Can I come in?"

"No," Harry promptly answers him.

Louis is half tempted to knock the door down himself, but he just settles on leaning against it.

"Fine, I'll just sit here then." Louis slides down against the door, until his butt touches the floor.

Harry tries to ignore the fact that Louis was right outside, but that was hard since Louis kept on banging his head against the door.

"Louis! Can you just stop?!"

"Let me in and I will!"

Harry groans, getting up and swinging the door open, making Louis fall back.

"Fucking hell! A warning would have been nice!" Louis rubs the back of his head.

Harry looks down at him. "I let you in, now what do you want?"

Louis ignores him and stands up, making his way over to Harry's bed.

"Louis what are you doing?" Harry watches as Louis lays down on the bed and pulls the covers over himself.

"Lying down," Louis said as if it was obvious. "So, what are we watching?" Louis cuddles into the pillows, making himself comfortable.

"We are not watching anything. Get the fuck out of my room."

"No," Louis says stubbornly.

Harry feels like ripping his hair out. "Why are you so annoying sometimes?! Can't you see that I just want to be alone?!"

Louis just stares at him with a straight face. "Tell me why you were crying?"

"No."

"Alright well, I'm not leaving."

Harry considers just sleeping in the living room, but his back would kill him if he slept on the couch, and he has a feeling that wherever he went Louis was just going to follow him.

"I'm watching Ant-Man," Harry mutters, silently admitting defeat.

"Awesome, I love Paul Rudd." Louis smiles happily.

Harry just glares down at him, clearly not as happy.

"Oh come on, stop your brooding and relax." Louis pats the empty spot next to him.