The next afternoon, Louis was sitting in the patio lazily throwing a ball for the dogs. His papers and tablet were on the table. He planned to start writing today and he tried. he couldn't find his muse. Louis used to write the most in their group. Usually If he had inspiration, he can compose a song about it. the problem is he couldn't find any, and it's all this lockdown fault. Harry went out, probably jogging or shopping. he can't keep track of him. At least yesterday was steamy and at the end he was very satisfied. Today, he has to tell Harry about Zayn's sudden visit.
"Clifford! Bruce.!" He shouted at the dogs who were running toward the open backdoor. Snapped his fingers causing the door to shut. Both dogs started barking, running back to him. "You naughty, I have no energy to go running after you." he petted the whining animals.
Through the glass doors, he saw Harry. He was walking toward the kitchen. he gestured for him to come inside when he noticed him. "let's go ..." he opened the door for them to run inside, picked his belongings.
"Did you have breakfast?" entering the kitchen, he found him standing in the middle of the kitchen.
"No, I just woke up." He sat down watching him getting a pan from the cupboard, putting it in the stove.
" Tea or coffee?" he turned on the hotpot.
"Tea. thanks"
"Sorry for being sappy yesterday." he said sheepishly. He heated the pan and got some eggs and sausage.
"It was great." Louis smirked. "Sorry for forgetting." He checked his phone. He found a massage from Zayn. it reads "I'll be there tomorrow."
"I was going to tell you earlier." He told Harry who gave him a cup and stood nearby holding his. He gave him questioning look. "Zayn is vising us tomorrow."
"all of sudden?"
" I don't know? he wanted to get away for a while" he scratched his head and avoided looking at him.
"But they just had a child?" he went back to the stove and started fraying the sausages.
"Maybe being a father exhausted him." It was partially true.
"he'll survive. You should've told him that."
"It is not my business If he wanted a vacation from his family." In other circumstances he would have tell Zayn that. He has been keeping his power secret for five years. Him, Liam and Niall had to. Simon saved their as*es by covering the whole thing up when they accidently acquired it. It was Niall's fault and Louis won't forgive him for it. He wasn't in contact with him anymore, but according to Liam. he and Niall never mastered their powers which is totally stupid. After they signed a non-disclosure with the government. One of the main terms is that they aren't allowed to use their powers. yet Louis kept using it. They were given power stabilizers which he didn't take for long. It suppresses his power and depressed his mood. He didn't need that.
Louis was fortunate, a relative of his own a secluded house. He stayed there and trained for weeks. Gradually, he got off the shitty stabilizers. He didn't want to go to a underground facility to train in controlled environment, so he trained in secret. He still receives prescriptions monthly by mail and later disposes it.
"I am happy he is visiting" he put the plates on kitchen island and sat on stool across from him.
"Good, because he is coming" Harry didn't say anything. he was deep in his thoughts.
For the remaining of the day, Louis received a call from Briana nagging about Freddie's expanses then his record label asking about his progress and when is he sending a draft. Besides that, it was a very quiet and boring day. He stayed with his dogs outside and Harry went filming.
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later that night after closing the lights and checking the doors, he laid in their warm bed facing his partner who was engrossed in his phone. He joined their hands and kissed it. He looked surprised then smile his dimply smile and scooted over to be near him. he knew he is very negligent and him being home all time doesn't mean laziness. "I'll do better..." he squeezed his hand in confirmation while gave him a smile.
"you're very affectionate tonight."
"You like it... " Harry nudged his mischievous lover. "Beautiful..." he was always so fascinated by Harry's painted nails and tall gorgeous fingers. He sees him paint them daily. "it's very pretty..." Louis likes pretty thing and harry is. He saw him frowning and detached their hands "don't say that!" he turned his back toward a very confused Louis. "Love... did I say something?" he sat on the bed rubbing his upper shoulder affectionally. "Talk to me." "it's nothing..." his voice got low. "Are you offended!?" he didn't understand "NO! " He interrupted, rushed to the bathroom slamming the door without giving Louis a chance to speak again. He waited for a minute and could hear cluttering noises from inside. He was getting worried. "Harry...!" He knocked harshly on the close door. he heard him sobbing and later franticly saying "no... oh god... no no" He tried the handle. It easily opened. Inside, he found him sitting hugging his knees. On the floor, there was a few strands of curly brown hair and a pair of scissors. "Dude!... why did you cut your hair...?" looking at the randomly cut hair. his partner was silently sitting there. he wasn't saying anything. "I don't understand you..." picking the scissor from beside harry. he left him alone with his flawed appearance.
hi everybody, I am not a very experienced writer and the last scene was my first time writing a mental breakdown.
