save my heart (larry stylinson)

Chapter 5: Clair

CHAPTER 5:

*few days later :)*

"Liam where are the tea packets?" Louis yelled from his crouched position in the pantry.

"Seriously, again Louis? I thought you had long term memory loss, not short term" Liam joked as he grabbed the Yorkshire packets, placing them in Louis hand.

"Sorry Liam!" Louis smiled innocently, jogging back to the kitchen to make himself some tea.

"So we have a signing today" Liam stated casually, sitting down on a chair by the island.

"What?!" Louis exclaimed, almost dropping his mug he was stirring.

"Yeah, sorry I didn't tell you but Simon told me last night and you-"

"Simon, as in Simon Cowell?"

"Yeah"

"Oh my-" Louis was cut short of his moment as Liam's home phone started ringing.

"One moment" Liam walked over to the charger and quickly pressed 'talk'

"Hello?"

"What?"

"Yeahs he's fine"

"Well tell him he has no choice!"

"I feel bad"

"Shut up"

"He has to come"

"Fine, but your clearing it with management, not me" With that, Liam slammed the home phone back onto the charger and giving a quick fake smile to Louis, excused himself from the kitchen, clutching and I clutching his knuckles as he walked out. Leaving Louis confused and some what still in shock he was going to meet Simon Cowell.

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Niall grabbed his cell phone from his pocket, quickly dialing Liam's.

"Hello?" he answered

"Thank goodness you answered! How's Louis?"

"What?"

"I said is Louis ok"

"Yeahs he's fine"

"Good, but we have a issue...Harry refuses to come to the signing, let alone leave his room"

"Well tell him he has no choice!"

"I tried but, he's in a ball in Louis bed crying his broken heart out, with the 'his' and 'her' blankets wrapped around him. The only thin he touches is his inhaler."

"I feel bad"

"Aw is wittle Li-Li a softie?"

"Shut up"

"Anyways, I can't get him to talk to me"

"He has to come"

"Liam"

"Fine, but your clearing it with management, not me" Liam snapped and hung up.

Niall sighed, it took a lot of effort to piss puppy-like Liam off.

"Harry please" He tried one more time. All he got as a answer was silence. Niall walked to the door, and just as he was about to exit the flat he felt a presence behind him. Turning around, he saw Harry.

Though you couldn't really consider it Harry. His eyes were not his bright captivating green ones, they had been replaced with dull emotionless irises. His curls were matted and flat. He was wrapped in the pink and blue fabric. His clothes were wrinkled and smelled.