Louis, my brother (L.T)

Chapter 6: sometimes you just cant

+Harry POV+

I watch the two of them go up the stairs, hand in hand. I let out a little chuckle, and nudge Zayn. He looks at me quizzically and I nod my head towards them, and he looks. He laughs but lets out a sigh.

"Pity on Lou huh? He knows they can't be together, siblings can love each other.....just not like that," Zayn sighs, dropping his head.

"But he hasn't admitted his feelings though Z," I say, looking at him.

"Your right, but I think they're a fine pair, huh?" He says, looking up at me.

"A great pair mate, a great pair," I say, as he flicks the TV on.

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#Lia POV#

Louis closes the door behind us, as I let go of his hand and walk over to my closet. I sigh, wishing I hadn't let go of him. I open the mahogany doors, and pull out my favorite luggage. A large luggage with four wheels, hard plastic, and the English flag on it. Behind me I hear my bed shake, and turn around to see perfect Lou, sitting on the edge of my bed. I smile at him, and he smiles back then looks around my bedroom. A bit of embarrassment comes to me, having HIS pictures all over my room. I bring the luggage and throw it on my bed, and unzip it. Lou lets out a little chuckle as I throw the lid open.

"What is it?" I ask, walking back to my closet.

"Oh, it's just all these posters remind me of the awesome times we lads have had," Lou says, letting out another happy sigh.

"So, you're saying you don't have very happy times now?" I ask, walking back to him with a raised eyebrow. I sit beside him, rippling the covers. He hangs his head.

"Well, we're having fantastic times now," he starts,"but it's just not the same, and I don't know what it is."

"Oh that's easy," I say, pulling my legs into a criss cross apple sauce.

"Oh is it? Then what's the diagnosis doctor?" Louis says, smiling at me derpily.

"Simple," I say, rubbing my fake beard and making him laugh."Fame has gotten to you Lou, and it just has to do with you being an international pop star and all"

He sighs again,"perhaps so Lia, perhaps so"

I put my hand in his again, and use my other hand to pull his face to me. Once again, I look into an endless ocean, or a blazing sky. And the land meats the ocean, bonded together. "Lou, I promise you that this summer vacation, I will make sure you feel like your old self," I say, holding his hand tighter.

"Thank you Lia, you are an amazing girl, did you know that?" He says, smiling at me.

"Ba duh!" I say, hand flicking. "Cause I got one of the best bros I could ask for!" He laughs again, and pulls me into a hug. I hug him back, taking him in. He's strong and his arms are wrapped around the small of my back. When we finally let go, the magic is lost.

"Alright lady, lets get packing!" He says, jumping up and running to my closet. He throws the doors open and looks at everything. Then he starts to pick pieces of clothing up, examining them and throwing them on the bed for approval. Minutes later there's a whole pile of clothes on my bed, from shorts to tang tops. I look at him, and see him holding something.

"Well isn't this attractive," he says, holding out my favorite bra. A maroon red one with black dots all over it and black straps. My jaw drops and I get up, slowly stalking him like an predator and it's prey.

"Hand over the bra, and nobody gets hurt!" I say through clenched teeth and he puts a sinister smile on his face.

"I'm not that easy !" He says and dodges my attack, running around my room. I run after him with the both of us laughing.