His fear

6. The Day After

"Wake up ya shithead." Niall shouts, shaking Louis' arm, waking Harry up in the process.

Louis stirs awake, crooking his neck an inch to look at Niall, his hand shielding his eyes from the sun shining in through the window behind him.

"Why do you always feel the need to wake me up like that? Especially on a Sunday." Louis complains, his voice groggy from sleep.

"Because I'm hungry." Niall whines like a child.

"So? Cook something. You know where everything is." Louis replies, sitting up from his laying position on the sofa, rubbing the sleep from his eyes with the palm of his hands.

"You know I can't cook, you muppet." Niall shoots back.

"And you know I can't cook either, you muppet." Louis chuckles.

"I'll cook you something " Harry says, standing up from the sofa.

"You can cook?" Niall asks, bewildered.

"Yeah." Harry responds.

"I didn't know." Niall replies.

Harry walks into the kitchen with Niall following behind him and he gets the bacon from the fridge and walks over to the stove and grabs a frying pan and begins to cook the food.

Louis turns his focus to the sofa opposite him and sees that Liam's still fast asleep.

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"That food was actually the best, thanks Harry!" Niall exclaims, taking his last bite of his bacon roll.

"Thank you." Harry smiles.

"It is pretty good, I have to say." Liam nods, who only woke up only 10 minutes ago.

Once all of the boys have finished their food and are all dressed, Liam and Niall shoulder their backpack that has their clothes in and Niall asks, "Harry, do you want me to drop you off at your house?"

"U-um, no it's ok. I'm going to hang out here with Louis a bit longer," he looks to Louis, "If that's ok, with you?" Harry asks.

"Yeah, course it is." Louis smiles.

"Ok, well me and Liam better get going. I'll see you guys on Monday." Niall says, pulling Louis into a hug and then pulling Harry into a hug, once Niall's sure that Harry's ok with him doing so.

Liam does the same and hugs both Harry and Louis and then they both leave Louis' house and get into Niall's car and then they drive off down the road until they're out of sight.

Harry helps Louis take the blankets upstairs to Louis' bedroom and when they do so, Louis sits down on his chair which is at his desk, opposite Harry who his sitting on his bed.

Louis notices Harry's phone exploding from texts again, and Louis notices the way Harry pulls out his phone with trembling fingers, he also notices the way Harry's face looks over the text messages with a worried look, whilst biting his lip until he draws blood.

"What is?" Louis asks, gesturing to Harry's phone in his hand.

"A phone?" Harry states, confused.

"Don't play dumb with me, Harry. Who's texting you? Because whoever it is, they're worrying you." Louis asks, propping his elbow on his desk, and leaning his chin in his hand, looking at Harry.

"It's nothing. Just a friend." Harry lies.

"Don't lie with me, H. I thought we were done with all that." Louis says, pulling his chair closer to Harry, so their knees are touching.