ok i dont know if this will turn out ok but i have no expirience writing but would really enjoy it. hopw you enjoy, and vote and leave comments.
*Louis POV*
i hit my alarm clock that was sitting on my nightstand. 'why cant i just wake up naturally early' i thought to myself. i swung my legs off the bed of my twin sized bed and put my feet to the cold wooden floor. i winced a little, but continued on with starting my day. I walked in the kitchen to see my lovely boyfriend cooking pancakes with a smile. "well hello." i said with smirk as i wrapped my arms around his waist. "hello lou." harry said showing off his dimpples with an award winning smile. "whacha cookin?" i asked him, looking over his shoulder. "your favorite." he said as he turned around so we were face to face, rubbing or noses together. "blueberry pancakes?" i said with a grin like a five year old. "yes boo. blueberry pancakes." he said chuckling at my childness. i pulled out of his embrace and walked over to the fridge. i grabbed the milk and set it on the counter while i went to the cabinet for two cups. i reached up and grabbed two glasses showing some skin while doing so. i blushed when harry looked at me but sighed of relief when he smiled. you see ive been "cutting" for the past three years. i go to a special arts school with harry and have the best friends in the world, but i felt empty after what happened three years ago.
"hey babe, whats wrong?" harry asked as i stared at my glass of milk, thinking. i hate keeping secrets from him but i havent told anybody but my best friend niall. hes helped me through it all. i guess i should tell him sometime..maybe over dinner or something tomorrow
