Chapter dedication to my boo thatonebromance ily a heap xxx
Louis P.O.V
I tiptoed to the kitchen, passing a snoring Harry with piles of blankets on him on the way. Who goes to bed at 10 o'clock anyways?
Once I finally made it, I opened the fridge door to grab something to eat, realising that I've only had food made for me since I moved back in and haven't really been through the fridge yet, once I looked inside I realised why. Harry must be a health freak or something. I looked through the tens of different fruits and vegetables, finding nothing at all appealing and slammed the fridge shut.
I let out a frustrated groan and opened the pantry to hopefully find something appetising, I looked through all Harry's weird health foods before getting on my tippy toes to see if there was anything on the top shelf, nothing. I dropped to my knees and looked underneath the bottom shelf.
"Bingo," I whispered to myself, grabbing a packet of crisps from the pile of junk food.
"I've always wondered where your little stash was," I heard a voice speak behind me and turned around to see a sleepy Harry leaning on the doorframe with a serious case of bed hair and a serious lack of pyjamas, other than his boxers, of course. He walked over to the fridge and looked through it while I admired his body, it's no surprise he has such a strict diet if it leaves him with a body like that.
"So, you a bit of a health freak Haz?" I said with a smile as he sat at the table with the apple he chose out. "Mm, not really, just been trying out this detox thing I read online, I could show you it if you want! I feel like a new person," he said with a hopeful smile, and if anyone else had asked me such a ridiculous question, I would've straight out said 'no', but I let out a laugh and said "Sure thing," before sitting beside him as he pulled his phone out.
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After 25 minutes, we were on some 'Yoga Breathing Exercises' pages so I decided to stand up and tell him I was going to bed. As I walked out the kitchen door, I remembered what I saw earlier, "Why'd I tweet that? The 'Always in my Heart' thing? Seems quite out of my character to be such a sap," I chuckled.
He blushed a little, before standing up and walking towards me, patting my cheek, "Ah, you're always a sap for me, boo," he replied calmly before passing me and going back to the lounge where he was sleeping before.
I stood in the same place for a few seconds before running my fingers over where he'd touched my cheek with a smile and headed back to bed.
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I walked back to our X Factor room after leaving this weeks after-party where Zayn, Liam and Niall still were but Harry was no where to be seen. As I creaked open the door, I heard some soft sniffs coming from the dark room.
"Hazza? Is that you?" I asked softly into the darkness. When there was no response, I crept over to the bunkbed that Harry and I shared, climbing to the top which I knew was his, still hearing the shaky breaths coming from close to me as if he was trying to hold his crying in.
"Come here, Haz, what's wrong?" I whispered, sitting at the end of the bed as my eyes adjusted to see the outline of his curls, his body scrunched into a ball. He let out a hesitant breath before crawling over to me. I pulled him in for a hug, his smaller body being enveloped by mine, still hearing the shaky breaths and feeling his wet eyelashes fluttering at the side of my neck, tears dropping from his eyes. I squeezed him tight, feeling so protective of the boy I've only known for two months.
I played with his curls as he began to speak, slowly and softly, as always, making his voice soothing despite how broken he sounded, "I miss being with my family, you know? Everyone's having such a great time at these parties and I feel like I'm missing something," he paused, "I think it might be because I'm younger than everyone here, maybe it'll just take some getting used too."
"Aw, Hazza," I started still holding him tight, "I know how hard it is, it's not because you're young, it's because you're human! Everyone misses going home but you know what makes me feel better?" I asked.
"What?" He choked out.
"You," I replied, barely a whisper, smiling against his hair, "You make everything feel so familiar, sometimes when your not with me I feel a bit lost, you know? That's kind of why I came back tonight. Cause I knew you weren't there, and those other idiot bandmates of ours, aren't like you. I hate seeing you sad, Hazza, I want you to be as happy as you make me, in whatever way that may be."
His body relaxed in my arms and his breathing slowed, signalling that he'd fallen asleep. I laid us down on his bunk, cuddling him to my chest as I breathed against the back of his neck, "I'll make this feel like home, Hazza, I promise," I whispered.
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I feel like this was WAY shorter than usual but it might not be idek but yeah..
That was a dream/memory thing on Louis' part and yeah
Home is so asdfghjkl
gtg gonna eat pizza
xoxo
emza
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