I Love You (L.S)

~11~

Niall's P.O.V

It's been 3 weeks since Lou left. Harry hasn't been taking it too well. He's been writing a lot which is a plus, but he's also been drinking. I've been keeping a close eye on him, but he has occasional anger and emotional outbursts which usually lead to him locking himself in his room. I know what he does during those hours even though he doesn't think I do. I try to stay close to him at all times, but it hasn't really helped. Harry needs Louis back fast because I know if he doesn't see him soon he'll end up hurting himself even worse. I know Harry needs help, but I think Louis could easily fix this problem. It's not that bad yet, but I know Harry better than anyone and it's getting worse quite fast. I feel so bad for the poor lad, he doesn't realize exactly what he's doing or the impact it has on people around him, but that's usually how it is in those moments, believe me I would know. I just hope Louis comes home soon.
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Louis' P.O.V

"Loouuuissssss!" I set down my cup of tea and walk into the living room.

"I'm leaving for court, are you sure you're gonna be okay?" My mum was fixing her purse before reaching for the door.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'll see you when you get home." I gave her a hug and she rushed out so she wouldn't be late.

I returned to the kitchen, grabbing my cup of tea before heading off to my bedroom. Recently I've been writing. They aren't exactly like songs, but they're somewhere near it. I sat on the edge of my bed with my pen and notebook. A few ideas started to come to mind and so I wrote them on the paper. Soon my eyes grew heavy and I knew I was about to fall asleep. I set my pen and notebook next to me and laid down only to be taken over by the dark.

~~~~~~~~~time skip~~~~~~~~~~

"Lou......Louie wake up, LOUIS!!" I quickly opened my eyes and sit up to see Phoebe sitting on my bed staring at me. I stare at her for a few moments before realizing she was there.

"What are you doing here?" That sounded rather rude, but I honestly didn't mean for it to come out that way.

"Well that isn't what I expected. Mom got custody back, the others are on their way." She played with a loose thread from my blanket.

"Sorry, I didn't mean for that to sound that way. So mom got everyone back?" She nodded her head in a 'duhhh' kind of matter and I grabbed her in a tight hug.

"That's great news! When will they be here?" I refused to let her go as she fidgeted in my arms.

"Soon I hope, maybe then you'll let go, yeah?" I chuckled and released my grip.

"So what's this?" She held up my notebook and started flipping through the pages. I looked next to me finally noticing it wasn't where I had placed it.

"Phoebe!" I reached forward trying to grab it, but she moved off the bed and started reading.

"So, who's this about because it's obviously not Eleanor...." I looked around, avoiding the question. I hadn't exactly told the family yet, just mom. I didn't know how they would react to me being with Harry.

"It's about someone you'll meet soon enough." I answered avoiding giving an exact person.

"Mhmmmm and is it a boyyyyyy, perhaps your boyfriend?" She was teasing me, I knew it all to well. She wasn't dumb.

"Fine, yes. His name is Harry, I plan on having you guys meet him soon after things return to normal." I reach out again for her to hand me my book back.

"Can I see him?" I pull out my phone, unlock it, and pull up a picture of me and Hazz together. I turn it to her so she can see and she snatches the phone from my hand.

"Oh my gosh Louis! You guys are so adorable together, just look at you two!" Just then you can hear the front door open and shut. Phoebe dashes out of my room yelling down the hall as I struggle to get out of bed to catch her. "GUYYYYSSSS! LOOK AT LOUIS AND HIS BOYFRIEND!!!! HIS NAME IS HARRY!" By the time I had reached her everyone was already looking at the phone and gushing. A slight blush appeared on my face and it dawned on me that I would be returning to Harry within a matter of days.

I froze lost in thought and hadn't even realized that Lottie was calling for me.

"Louis are you okay?" She had been staring at me along with everyone else.

"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just thinking about when I'll get to see Hazza again..." I trailed off realizing that I had said that out loud. Of course the next thing I heard was screaming and 'awes'.

"Such girls." I muttered rolling my eyes  while snatching my phone back from Phoebe.

"So are we gonna meet him?" Asked Daisy.

I shrugged my shoulders in response.
"I dunno probably not at the moment, but soon."

They all nodded at me. I turned around to head back up to my room, but I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to face my mom who was smiling at me like an idiot.

"So this means you're going back right?" I nodded my head and returned a smile.

"Congrats by the way. I'm glad you got the kids back." With that I gave her a hug and headed upstairs to pack.
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Harry's P.O.V

3 weeks.

3 whole weeks without Louis. Late night phone calls, all day texts, but nothing compared to having him next to me.

I know I shouldn't drink, obviously it's bad for me, but it was all I could think of to do to take my mind off of things. Obviously I still had the pencil sharpeners, but I hadn't planned on using them just yet.

I drank almost every single day since Louis left and it hasn't turned out very well for Niall. My temper seems to shorten and I tend to lash out on Niall. I honestly don't mean to, but he's there.

That's exactly what surprises me. Through out it all he's still here holding me together, giving me a shoulder to cry on. He's tough and I am greatful for that. I really do owe the lad and not only an apology.

I stepped out of bed and opened my door. Niall was in the living room watching TV as I entered. He turned to face me and I could tell by his gaze he was thinking the worst. I know he thought I was cutting again and locking myself in my room probably isn't going to help change his mind. Believe me I know I need help, but I don't know if I'm willing to admit it. I mean I'm not that bad especially when Lou is around, he seems to be the cure, but I'm just worried that if I loose him then I will loose myself.

I take a seat next to Niall on the sofa and give him a soft smile. He continues to stare at me, but I pay it no attention and return to the program on TV.

After about 5 minutes I finally give in and turn to face him.

"What????" I finally ask hoping he will stop staring at me.

"You aren't doing anything again, are you Harry?" Niall pestered. I shook my head, but I highly doubt he'll believe me.

"You would have known if I had. Believe me Niall nothing gets past you."  He glanced at me before turning his head back to the TV, a concerned look still plastered on his face. My phone sounded indicating I had a text. I lifted it up off the arm of the couch and glanced at the screen. I skimmed over the message, once, twice, three times before realization dawned on me. I threw my hands in the air wrapping my arms around Niall before shouting,
"Louis is coming home!!!!!"