POV: Louis
I was surprised I ever got to sleep last night. The alcohol probably helped but I thought I'd be up all night thinking about how I just met my soulmate.
I rolled over and my arm fell onto someone's back. I panicked for a second, forgetting that I had a girlfriend. A girlfriend who I'm going to have to tell the truth eventually.
My head spun, thoughts all over the place. I had a few that really stuck out.
1) Harry freaking Styles is my soulmate.
2) Is Zayn Malik a ninja? How did he just disappear last night? Also, he's into guys I guess. That's interesting.
3) I have to come clean to Eleanor.
I really didn't feel like dealing with any of those things. Specifically, Eleanor. I looked over at her. Her face was squished against the pillow and I almost laughed at the pool of drool.
"El?" I shook her lightly, avoiding the saliva. She let out a very grumpy groan to let me know she was awake.
"I'm going to Liam's," I said, getting out of bed.
"m'kay." She mumbled, obviously still half asleep.
I got dressed, staring at my closet of colors.
"Wow," I whispered to myself. "So many colors."
I could barely recognize some of the clothes I wear all the time. They looked so different in black and white. I picked out a light green t-shirt and some black joggers. Nothing too fashionable, I'm just going to Liam's house.
I knocked on his front door and waited patiently. I probably should've texted him or called or something. Too late now.
"Louis? What are you doing here?" He frowned in confusion.
"I-"
"Uncle Lou!!!" I was suddenly bombarded by a running four-year-old.
"Oof. Hey Bear." I let out a small groan as he crushed into me with a hug. I picked him up. "Can I come in or are we just going to stand here?" I smiled at Liam. He stepped to the side and closed the door behind me as I walked in with Bear still in my arms.
"Want something to drink? I was just about to get some juice for Bear." Liam said as I put his son down.
"I'm alright. No thanks." I said as Bear pulled me over to his coloring page.
"Look, Uncle Lou! It's a doggy."
"Yeah, that's sick Bear!" I gave him a high-five and Liam walked back in with a clear sippy cup in his hands. He put it down in front of Bear. The juice was orange. It still blows my mind that I can see colors now. I haven't even told anyone yet.
"It's orange," I said, still staring at the cup. Liam froze and stared at me. I looked at him and slowly smiled.
"What?" He asked.
"The juice is orange."
"You can see it?" He asked wearily. I nodded, grinning widely.
"I found him, Liam. I did. My soulmate."
"Tommo! That's amazing! When?"
"Last night, at the interview."
"Wait, you said 'him'?" He frowned.
"Yeah. It's um, it's Harry Styles." I said, picking up a purple crayon and helping Bear color a picture of a butterfly.
"Oh my god. Harry Styles?!"
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The Bright and The Brave {l.s. au}
Fanfiction"You're still seeing in black and white?" Liam said, no longer beating around the bush. "Yeah, but maybe there's some kind of problem, you know?" "The problem is that you're still with Eleanor even though you know she sees colors." "But maybe there'...
