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it's past midnight now, everyone tucked away in their rooms now, either sleep or doing their own little thing. the day hadn't been the greatest for any of them, not with on and off fall outs between the boys. thankfully it's over with and everyone could refresh and reset. louis is still up, quietly playing a video game with the volume low because he's not really supposed to be up late playing the game on a school night. but he does this regularly, he adapted to staying up late some nights and waking up early for school without being too tired. besides, doing homework took up most of his afternoon since it always took him so long to complete it.

he could never focus too long when it came to any form of school work. it wasn't his strong suit. plus, he'd been brooding in his room for some time, thinking about how annoying everything and everyone was. something he did on the usual, aside smoking weed. he knew he shouldn't even be doing that and knew he wasn't supposed to, but he still did. he'd just gotten a lot better at hiding it.

occasionally, he's yawn and check the time. he probably wouldn't be up too much longer. he could feel the tiredness settling in, but he wanted to complete a couple more rounds before he called it a night. the teen curses under his breath when he dies again, being shot down by another player. now he's spectating, impatiently waiting to respawn. that's when he hears a light knock on the door. he freezes, thinking that zayn is randomly checking in on them like he does sometimes.

the door creaks open, but the lecture doesn't come. instead louis hears a different voice cutting in.

"louis?" harry calls quietly. louis puts his controller down, walking to the door and opening it wider. frowning in confusion as to why the younger teen would be bothering him at such a time. or anytime at that. harry looks tired, messy curls disarray on his head. he stares at him.

"what?" louis says, his blank stare seemingly causing harry to shrink under it. he hesitates, chewing on his lip.

"can i... come in?" he asks. louis blinks. he wasn't expecting harry to say that. he doesn't usually make late night visits to louis' room. in fact, he avoided the older boy's room like it was a plague. so if he's asking, then he must've needed something. the older boy was a little baffled. nonetheless, he didn't make it a big deal. he was up anyway. he releases the door, turning around to go back to his bed.

"yeah, whatever." he mutters, picking up the discarded controller. harry slips inside, quietly shutting the door. the younger teen climbs onto the bed, sitting slightly off to the side of louis in the center of the bed, pulling his knees to his chest. the older boy resumes playing the game. harry remains quiet, watching the screen as louis starts moving his character around. there was a silence between them at first, the clicking of the controller and light sounds of shooting form the tv being the only noise. a few minutes pass before louis finally decided to break it.

"what did you want?" he asks, not looking at him, still hyper focused on the screen.

"couldn't sleep." harry mumbles, his voice coming out soft, almost drowned out by the game noise.

"why?" he asks blankly as his eyes flicked across the tv screen. there was a brief pause, like harry was unsure of telling him. but he eventually answers.

"had a nightmare." he whispers. louis glanced at him with an unreadable expression.

"about what?" louis asks. although the answer never comes. harry goes quiet again. louis just rolls his eyes, shaking his head and continues mashing buttons in a skilled manner. "fine. don't tell me. we don't have to talk about it."