Meow -LARRY STYLINSON-

Chapter 6

-HARRY'S P.O.V-

(authors note; u guys should comment and tell me whether u like when I use third person or The persons actual p.o.v. Please?:)

We sat on the couch for a few minutes till Louis finally spoke up. "What are you going to do while I'm gone?"

I shrugged. I had no idea. I was used to being lonely. I only had a few friends but I barely went out. I would much rather stay inside and read books, or listen to music. I actually liked being alone. I guess I was what you would call, a "loner". The label fit me I guess.

"I don't know, do you have any books?" I asked. He sat there a second, then he nodded and slowly got up, walking into his room. A few moments later, he came back with a box filled with many books. I smiled as he set them down in front of me on the floor. "Anything else you need?" he asked. "I will be gone for like 6 hours. But Ill come home on my mini breaks" Louis told me.

"What's your job?" I asked looking up at him. "I'm a piano teacher" he answered proudly. I found that fascinating. "A piano teacher without a piano at his own flat? Interesting" I said with a smirk.

He chuckled and looked down. "It's at my ex-girlfriends house but I - er , never felt like going to get it" he replied honestly. I felt a bit angry. Probably because if he loved playing the piano he should have his own piano in his apartment. But I don't blame him, past experience can get you to hold back. So I understand.

I looked at Louis and saw his eyebrows furrowed, his eyes soft and adorable, and his thumbs were fiddling. He looked deep into thought but he also looked like he was about to cry. "Uh- Louis, would it make you feel better if um- I went and got your piano?" I asked softly. His head rises, and his eyes met mine. His pink girly lips shaped into a smile. "Really? That'd be great!" he said. I smiled. "Maybe tomorrow, you could lend me your car and I'll get it, yeah?" he nodded, still smiling and I felt proud. Proud that I made him happy. Proud that I would soon be getting something that was so special to him (obviously) back to where it belonged. At Louis' flat. With Louis' soft fingers running over the keys.' "

Are you hungry?" Louis asked, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Yeah" "I think I have some cereal" we walked into the kitchen and I smiled to myself. But my smile slowly faded when it turned 9 o'clock. Louis pulled on his two coats and his converse since it was a bit to cold to be wearing Toms. "Bye, Harry!" he called over his shoulders as he shut the door. I sighed and locked it then sat on the couch. Guess I should start reading.

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It's been an hour since Louis has been gone, and I've already finished a whole book. Currently, I am listening to the radio and reading a book called "To be or to not be" it's about a girl who's very different from everyone else. But she's being pressured to do stuff she doesn't want to and She has a crush on her best friend and she's starting to come out of the closet. Be who she really is. Nerdy and sweet. Not rude and dangerously bad. This story teaches a good life lesson.

I sighed and decided to start making some lunch. By the time I was done it would probably be 11:00 so perfect timing. I gently put the book down and hummed the tune of the song on the radio as I walked into the kitchen. The radio was playing I'm yours by Jason maraz(AUTHORS NOTE ; sorry if I got his name wrong I'm go lazy to look it up it's like 4 AM)

I took out milk and poured myself a glass, took a sip and turned to start my lunch. I took out hot dogs and buns. I looked through the Cupboards till I found ruffle chips. I made 3 hot dogs, put them on a plate and poured some chips next to the hot dogs. I put mustard and ketchup onto all 3. Then grabbed my milk and plate and put it on the coffee table. I started looking for the remote, when I heard keys rattling and the door swung open. "Hi, Harry" Louis said with a smile closing the door behind him. "hello" I replied, I finally had found the remote. "Are you hungry? I can um, make you a hot dog" I offered. "Actually, I already ate. so I'm good. I just came to check up on you. How's everything going? You okay?" Louis asked politely.

"Perfect" I replied giving him a little grin, then taking a bite of one of my hot dogs, then a sip of milk. I felt Louis sit next to me and lean back. "I have another piano lesson in about 25 minutes but I guess I could hang here with you for another 15 minutes" He said looking down at the carpet. "okay" I said quietly.

We watched Television and I soon finished my lunch. We talked for a bit, but then Louis had to go. I frowned as the door closed leaving me alone for the second time today. I don't have any reason to frown! I mean, I was used to this. I was used to being alone. And i loved being alone! I mean, nothing new for me. Then why did I feel this pang in my chest when I sat on the couch alone. With no one to talk to. Maybe because I've been talking to Louis constantly for about 3 days. It's just like, to addicting to not talk to him. He's so full of joy. So funny. So happy. So cheerful. I don't know what this feeling is, but I like it.

AUTHORS NOTE ; hehehehehhehehe I'm Kinda Proud of this Chapter. And Also A Bit Disappointed. Eh. Hope You Like It(: By The Way Could You Maybe Go Check Out My New Story "Broken ~ LARRY STYLINSON" Please?<3333