Louis P.O.V
I woke up to my mum's yells.
"Kids, dinner's ready!"
Yay, my favorite part of the day. I was actually really hungry since I didn't have lunch, thanks to Zayn.
I basically started running down the stairs, wearing a grey jumper and some shorts I found on the top in my drawer. I was the last one there. Maybe that is because I'm the only one with a bedroom on the second floor, which I love because I have my privacy.
I wasn't surprised when I saw my father's chair empty. For the past two weeks he's been leaving the house earlier and have not been coming back until late at night. Which is a good thing for me. I fucking hate him and he hates me just as much.
He's a homophobic. Every time I do something wrong he would beat me senseless until my mum begs him to stop. When my brother gets into trouble he would get is a lecture and a soft slap to his face.
I took a seat in between Connor and my mum. Which so happens to be the farthest seat from my dad. I looked down at the plate to see two big pieces of steak, mash potatoes, and corn. My favorite. "Where's Dad?" Connor asked. I looked at mum's reaction, her face instantly turned into a frown. "He's at work" She said but I could tell she's lying. I really don't care so I didn't feed into it. My clueless idiot brother believed her.
"This taste delicious, thanks mum" I said trying to make her happy again. It seemed to work 'cause she started smiling her ass off. "Thanks" She said and then started eating herself. I quickly cleared my plate after another ten minutes. Connor and I got up at the same time, leaving mum to eat alone. She'd barely eaten half her food.
" Night, mum." Connor and I say in unison.
" You boys better go straight to bed tonight. I don't want to hear any noises but the sounds of your obnoxious snores after I hear those doors close." She says while eyeing us suspiciously from her seat at the table, while twirling her fork in her hand. Our mother is really strict on the whole, 'Getting a good night's rest to be ready for the day ahead' and all that, especially on school nights.
Only Connor responds with a simple "Kay mum." While I just gathered our plates from the table.
Connor starts to head to his room around the corner but turns around to give me a quick wink. I turn around to see if mum's watching before turning to him and mouthing the words "Got it" before shooing him off.
When I finish gathering the plates, I carry them to the kitchen, where my mum is already at the sink, washing the pots and pans she had used to prepare the meal. I set the dishes in the sink and pick up the extra dishcloth we have at the side of the sink. She looks at me, perplexed. "I'm gonna help with the dishes" I insist. I might as well just stay down here and makes sure she, in no way heads around that corner.
For the first few minutes, we work in silence, but then she does the thing that I dread the most; she starts asking me questions!!
"So honey how is school?, Any new friends? Anyone, interesting? At the last question, she turns to me, wiggles her eyebrows then butt bumps me.
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shiiiiit.
" School's uh, good " I say forcing out a chuckle.
" And the last two?" She says with a wicked smirk on her face.
I could always tell her about Harry. It's not like I'm going to be befriending him anyway though.
"Well, someone did trans-" But I was interrupted by a loud thump and the crunching of leaves.
He fell.
Connor fell out of a god damn first story window!!
How the Hell?!?
My mum freezes, " Did you hear that?" She mumbles as she peeks out of the large and wide window that is above the sink. "I think it came from Connor's side of the house." She states as she cautiously started to head in the direction of Connor's room.
Oh my god!
Holy shitballs
If Connor gets caught, he will definitely refuse to go down alone, ultimately bringing me down with him as his accomplice. Then we're both in trouble. And when my father gets wind of this, he would just use it as an excuse to beat me when everyone is out the house, so mum can't stop him. So I did the first thing I thought of in my panicked state; I took the large plate in my hand and threw it as hard as I could on the floor, shattering it to pieces.
My mum just about jumps out her skin at the loud shattering sound. She whips around and stares at me with wide eyes. "Louis William Tomlinson, have you gone mad?!?"
I put my hands up in defense, " I'm sorry, I'm sorry it was an accident. " I say, actually surprised at her loud outburst because every child knows; when your parents call you by your full name, you don't say/ do anything to make it worse because at that point, your already in deep shit.
She just looks up from the shards that are now on the kitchen floor with knitted brows and her mouth in a straight line. She is giving me "The Look" so I take that as my cue to grab the broom and dustpan from the corner and get to work. Then she just steps into the living room without a single word.
After I make sure evey shard of glass has been swept, I head up to my room for the night. I think my mum has let the whole 'plate demolishing' thing go because she cheerfully wished me a good night while I headed up the stairs to ny room. Good because I definitelydo not need a lecture of "Being more careful with her oh so, expensive china" in the morning.
When I enter my room, I hear my phone buzz in my jeans that are still on the floor. Connor sent me a thumbs up emoji, symbolizing his success (barely) and my " good job". I roll my eyes at the text and land on my bed face first for the second time today. Today was one of the rare days where I had no homework, so that means tonight, I go to sleep without any stress.
It was a pretty decent day for Louis Tomlinson, I suppose.
A/N:
Whoopwhoop
*Niall voice*:
Let's have another toast to another boring filler
(I also realized that the scene where Louis smashed the plate sounds a lot like the movie "Expelled" which was completely unintentional)
But yea, I guess this would count as part two of the previous filler. But we promise it will be more eventful in the next chapter.
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