Can't believe I'm already at chapter eight wow. Thanks for reading this. :)) It means a lot, because I put a lot of time in writing this and such. I love you xx
Louis' POV
I heard an annoying noise coming from the other room, which was waking me up. I slowly sat up and groaned. The noise was coming from Harry's room. I thought he was still here? Well I fell asleep when he was. I slowly got out of bed and cold overwhelmed me. "I hate mornings" I mumbled. I slowly walked to Harry's room to see what the noise was. I opened the door and found Harry in only briefs. My eyes went wide. "Uhh I'm sorry." I covered my eyes, but I didn't want to. His body was perfection, I had never seen anything like this. "Don't worry love." He grabbed my hands and held the in his. "You can take a look, you're my boyfriend right?" I turned red.
Harry got dressed but I didn't leave the room. I didn't want to and neither did he. I glanced around to find the annoying noise. I found his alarm bleeping on the nightstand. I stood up and turned it off. "Why'd you do that? I like that noise." Harry turned around. "Because I hate it and it woke me up." I said a bit too grumpy. Harry's eyes went wide. "Sorry, I don't like mornings. I didn't want to be grumpy." I apologised and I hugged him. "No need to apologise, I had to turn it off. I'm sorry I woke you, love." I snuggled closer to his chest, since he's taller than me.
"You should get ready, it's already 7:30AM and we're leaving in ten." Harry said. Just then I remember the day. Monday. Freaking monday. I groaned and walked to my room. "NIALL ZAYN GET YOUR ASSES OUT OF BED, I'M MAKING BREAKFAST NOW. IF YOU WANT SOMETHING, HURRY." Harry yelled and I giggled. He was so cute. I pulled my PJs off and went to my drawer. I was just in my boxers right now, and of course someone walked in. "Lou what do you- Wow." I turned around and covered my body with a T-shirt from my drawer. "Sorry." I mumbled and quickly put the shirt on. "NO!" Harry stopped me and took a look at my body. "You never told me you were this fit young man."
I blushed and stared at the ground. "Not like you." I mumbled and Harry lifted my head. He kissed my forehead and stared me in the eyes. "You're beautiful, don't compare you with others okay? I love you." He said to me. "I love you too HazzaBear." I pecked his lips. "HARRY EDWARD STYLES, WHERE'S MY GOD DAMN FOOD?!" Nialler yelled from downstairs, which caused us chuckle. "Go and make the leprechaun food. I'll get changed and we can leave." I whispered. "Don't you want breakfast?" He asked worried. I shook my head. He just shrugged it off and left the room. I put my stipes shirt with my red chinos on. And of course some TOMS. I walked down the stairs to the kitchen.
Niall and Zayn were eating pancakes at the table. Harry stood behind the pan. "Louis, I made you some." He said with a grin. "I don't want to Haz, I'm not hungry." "But you have the eat." "No Harry, I'm not feeling well so I won't." I left the kitchen and put my jacket on. Harry came too and he also put his jacket on. I walked over to my car and got in. The whole ride Harry didn't talk to me. Clearly I pissed him off by not eating. "Hazza, why are you mad because I don't want to eat?" I asked his as I parked the car in front of the school. A tear streamed down his face.
"I used to have an other best friend, beside the lads. Her name was Amelia. She was a beautiful girl and she was like a sister to me. She ate like nothing. I was worried sick, but she told me not to worry. A few days later, she died. Because of an eating disorder. I still blame myself because I didn't make her eat. I'm not letting that happen again Louis, I only met you yesterday but you mean the world to me already. I can't live a day when I have to miss two people whom I loved." He cried out. I hugged him slowly. "I'm not having an eating disorder Hazza, you don't have to worry. I just feel sick and I didn't want you to worry about it so I said I wasn't hungry. I'll get my fat ass to the canteen right now and eat something okay?" He nodded and he walked with me.
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Hand On My Heart. {Larry and Ziall}
FanficLouis moved away from Doncaster and today is his first day at his new school. Will they hate him too? Beat him too? Or will they accept him the way he is?