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Chapter 1

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Harry's POV

"Lou get down here I made breakfast!! I scream up the stairs of mine and Louis flat in London.

All I hear in return is a angry groan from the top of the stairs where his room is.

I wipe my hands on the back of my boxers and hike up the stairs knowing he's not ganna move without a little push.

Once I reach the top I creak his door open to see him with his head shoved into the pillow and his bare back until it gets covered by the duvet.

"Lou I made your favourite chocolate chip pancakes just like you like them. Are you sure you don't wanna get up?!" I interrogate him as I inch closer and closer to his bed.

"But I don't wanna get up right now.. I'm still sleepy." He groans as he turns his face to face me as he blushes at my appearance of just boxers on.

"Geez haz have you ever heard of something called pyjamas? Cause you sleeping close to naked isn't the best thing to see this early in the morning." Louis informs me as I act hurt by his statement.

"So you're saying I'm not pretty enough to be looked at in the morning?!" I gasp out.

"It's not that haz..." Louis groans back into his pillow as I walk towards the door feeling like I've accomplished something.

"So I'm guessing you don't want any of my special pancakes? I guess I'm going to have to give Niall a call to eat them..." I trail off as I walk out of his room.

I hear his feet rushing towards the stairs just as I hit the last step and start towards the kitchen.

He flies into the kitchen panting.

"Don't call him those are mine!" He bursts out as I pretend to be calling Niall.

"Well it took you long enough.." I trail knowing he's here and ready to eat now.

I set up his plate with 3 of the pancakes and add a dab of butter on the top. I pull out a fork and knife from the drawer and slide everything across the granite breakfast bar to him.

He jolts his head up that was previously in his hands to look at me once I've slid the plate right in from of him. He gives me a small smile and a whispered thanks as he starts eating his pancakes.

I've never been a fan of these, only making them cause I know they are Louis's favourite. I walk over to our cupboard and pick out my favourite cinnamon toast crunch and walk over to the breakfast bar and leave the box there as I walk over to grab the milk and a bowl.

I pour milk and cereal into the bowl and place the milk back into the fridge as I grab a spoon and sit next to Louis to start eating.

We eat in silence until Louis breaks it.

"Why don't you eat these if you made them?" Louis asks me confused as I eat cereal.

"Cause I'm not a big fan of chocolate in the morning... Plus their not my favourite breakfast food in the world" I tell him truthfully as to why I don't eat them.

"So why do you make them?" He asks me still confused.

"Cause I know they're yours." I tell him looking him straight in the eyes as he blushes and looks down at his half empty plate smiling.

"Thanks Harry." Was all he said as he continued to eat his breakfast.

I finish before him and get up to place my bowl and spoon into the dishwasher. Louis stands up after I close the dishwasher door and walks around towards the sink rinsing off the leftover food and then bumping me out of the way to place the dish next to my bowl.

"Well then a good 'excuse me' would have worked other then bumping me with your big Louis butt!" I tell him chuckling to myself as he laughs and walks around me to the living room.

Oh how i love that laugh. Just so pure and joyful. that's one thing on my list of Louis things. like little things but Louis things... get it?! No..? ok...

I walk over towards the living room to see Louis laying down on his back as he already has the entertainment news on the television.

"New story today is all based on the pop sensation 'Harry Styles'. so everyone knows he's in the world famous boy band including also Niall Horan, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, and Louis Tomlinson. but get this, last night he was seen with a girl at the club. now I know all you directioners are already fuming with the will of wanting to know all the details but listen here. more information about what the world is calling him the 'man whore' will be released on this players next victim. tune in at 8pm to find out more." the et news lady states as the tv is shut off after.

I don't realise I'm crying till I feel Louis embrace me whispering in my ear to stop crying.

This causes me to full on sob.

I clutch onto Louis taking in his scent through my already stuffy nostrils. calming down a little to be able to stutter out a few words.

"W-why do th-th-they keep c-c-calling m-me tha-that?" I question Louis as I sink into him causing me and Louis to float down to the floor.

"I don't know baby, I don't know..." Louis tells me causing my heart to skip a beat with the nickname used.

I have that feeling inside me again. that feeling I emptiness. the one that won't go away easily.

Depression...

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So there's the first chapter guys!!!

I hope you like it! I really only posted this story cause one of my favourite authors on here asked me to!

So please keep reading this story an maybe read my other 2 stories I have published!!!

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