Blind Love - a Larry Sylinson story

Chapter 1

Harry's POV

I wake up and see Louis next to me. It's not what you think. Louis hate thunderstorms and there was a really bad storm warning and he was freaking out about it. I look at Louis and he's still asleep; he so cute when he sleeps, and now I feel like a creeper. Next thing I know Louis awake and looking at me wired.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He asks in his raspy morning voice that I love to bits.

"Uhh.. nothing, I just woke up." I say as I shuffle out of bed " You were smileing in your sleep, what where you dreaming about." Louis hezates by my question.

“The family, I really miss them, and you?” he asks but doesn't really seem sure with his answer.

“Um... same. Do you smell that? It smells like breakfast. Lets go before the others eat it all.” with that we both run down stares in our pj's.

When we get down stares we see Niall and Zayn at the table with most the food gone, great.

“We thought you where never coning down. We kinda ate all the food” Niall apoagies with Zayn shrugging behind him.

“I tried to tell them you'd be down in a minute but they didn't listen so I saved you guys a plate.” Liam says as he hands us two plates with eggs andtoast on them. Always thinking ahead Lili.

“So whats on the agenda today?” I ask the others, Im really bad at remembering things.

“Why do you always ask me? Why do you think Iknow everything?” Liam asks annoyingly probably because I always asks him because he always knows.

“Because you do know everything, and don't say you don't because you do.” Louis takes the words right out of my mouth.

“I know I know but why can't you people remember on your own. I'm not your own personal calendar, they told all of us that we have an interview today. Everyone has to get ready, we need to leave in 45 minutes or we're late and we leave you here.” Liam goes on about.

“That gives me just enough time to take a shower and get dressed” I yell as I run up the stares to hurry up. Liam's scary when he's mad.

When I finish geting ready i'm about to walk into the living room when I hear Niall, Zayn and Louis talking, and being the nosy person I am, I listen in.

“So, what where you guys doing that you were late for breakfast?” Niall interrogates Louis.

“Nothing why do you always ask me that when me and Harry are late for anything? We weren't doing anything, we just woke up late.” Louis defends against their jabbing questions.

“Okay, let me rephrase this for you.” Zayn cuts in “ what did you want to happen?”

“What does it matter, its not like he likes me like I like him.” Louis sighs. What dose that mean? Louis cant like me. No way, he could do so much better then me, why should I get my hopes up he probably just talking about some guy he knows. I just wish it didn't hurt this much.