Half a heart

Chapter 16

Louis' POV:

Waking up enveloped in Harry's arms was like being cocooned in a sanctuary of love and warmth. His serene slumber painted a peaceful picture, his tousled hair framing his sleeping face in a way that never failed to tug at my heartstrings.

Gently slipping out of his embrace, I pressed a tender kiss to his forehead before reluctantly rolling out of bed, leaving him to bask in the bliss of dreams.

As I descended the stairs, the aroma of breakfast greeted me, and I found Charlie seated at the table, his presence a soothing balm in the soft morning light.

"Good morning, Charlie. How was your sleep?" I inquired, genuine warmth infusing my smile as I reached for two cups, intending to prepare tea for Harry and myself.

"I slept alright, thanks for asking, Louis," Charlie responded, his voice carrying a hint of warmth. His demeanor was endearing, and I couldn't help but feel a swell of affection for him.

"Would you care for some tea or coffee, Charlie?" I offered, busying myself with the kettle, already envisioning the day ahead.

"A cup of tea would be lovely, thank you," Charlie replied, his gratitude evident as he finished his cereal.

As I tended to his tea, Charlie tentatively broached the subject of school, his uncertainty palpable. My heart went out to him, understanding the challenges of adjusting to a new environment and routine.

"Charlie, you're free to do whatever feels right for you. If you ever need someone to talk to or anything at all, just know that we're all here to support you," I reassured him, hoping to alleviate any lingering anxieties.

Niall joined us shortly after, his cheerful demeanor adding to the warmth of the morning as he prepared his own cup of tea.

"Charlie, are you planning to attend school today?" Niall inquired, genuine concern coloring his tone.

"Yes, if that's alright," Charlie affirmed, determination shining in his eyes.

"Of course, that's perfectly fine. I can give you a lift if you'd like?" Niall offered, his kindness evident in his gesture.

"Thank you, Niall. My school doesn't start for another 40 minutes," Charlie replied, his smile lighting up the room.

With Charlie's plans settled, I gathered the cups of tea and made my way back upstairs to our room, where Harry lay still lost in slumber. His presence filled me with a sense of tranquility and contentment, and I couldn't help but smile as I settled back beside him.

"Good morning, Haz," I whispered softly, placing the cups of tea on the bedside table before brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead.

His eyes fluttered open, a sleepy smile gracing his lips as he met my gaze. "Morning, Lou," he murmured, his voice heavy with sleep.

Handing him his cup of tea, I nestled back against the pillows, cherishing the quietude of our shared moment before the demands of the day beckoned us back to reality.

As we savored our tea, I gently reminded Harry of our plans for the day, grateful for the simple pleasure of sharing this tranquil interlude together.

With a final kiss and a whispered vow to return soon, I bid Harry farewell, knowing that we would face whatever challenges the day held with unwavering resolve and unity, standing together as we always had...