Hopelessly in Love (Zouis)

Chapter 2

Louis's POV

I woke up feeling pretty horrible. I was really tired, and probably wouldn't have even gotten out of bed if my stomach wasn't slowly digesting itself. I sighed and dragged myself out of bed, going into my bathroom. I could feel dried tears on my face. When I looked in the mirror, I looked worse than I expected.

My eyes were really red and bloodshot. There were tear tracks all over my face, and my hair was in every direction. I splashed my face with water, getting rid of the tear tracks and some of the redness in my eyes. I just brushed through my hair, not caring if it was a little messy, as it was only around 9 in the morning. I'm not sure why I was even up this early.

I heard a loud bang from downstairs and then a loud "OW" from Harry. I assumed he was making breakfast because it sounded like he dropped a pan on his foot or something. Well, at least he's making food. I smell eggs from downstairs and bolt down the stairs into the kitchen, almost tripping on three rugs and almost falling down the stairs twice.

I sat down at the kitchen table and slam my fists twice against the kitchen counter while yelling "FEED ME" over and over again to make Harry give me my food.

"I never said this was for you." Harry said, turning around from the stove to face me.

"But Harry," I whined "I could starve over here" I said, dramatically falling off the stool and onto the hard tile floor. "Ouch!" I screamed out in pain as my hip smashed up against the tile. If I was wearing a shirt this probably wouldn't hurt as much. Harry looked over at me and started laughing.

"Hey, how would you like it if I laughed at you after you hit your hip on the hard tile?" I asked Harry, who was still laughing at my clumsy actions.

"Louis, because I feel bad for you, I will feed you." He said, grabbing a plate and putting some scrambled eggs on it.

I immediately started eating the eggs, and Harry stared at me like I was a wild animal.

"Wha? I'm ungry" I said through a mouthful of eggs. Harry just kept staring at me. I decided to ignore him.

"Louis, why were you crying last night? I heard you and then I peeked inside your room and you were in a ball under the covers crying your eyes out." Harry asked, worry obviously in his eyes.

"It was just a nightmare, nothing big. I don't remember what it was about, but I'm better now." I lied, shrugging it off, hoping Harry wouldn't see through my lie.

"Ok. I thought it was something big. If it was I'll always be there for you." He said to me, as I was pretty sure he didn't completely believe me. I actually really wanted to tell Harry about my feelings for Zayn. It would be nice to have someone else to help me through this. But he could tell someone, and then it would spread, and then Zayn would find out.

"Oh, we're going bowling with the lads at 10. They're coming over at 9:15." Harry said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I glanced over at a clock near the stove, and I was 9:17. They're late. Surprise, Surprise. (Note my sarcasm)

Right then the front door clicked open and Liam, Niall, and Zayn came bursting through the door. I heard a bunch of hi's and a "Vas happening!" from Zayn.

"Hi!" I said, waving at the three lads in front of me. I got up from the stool I was sitting at and as soon as I was away from my eggs for a moment, Niall noticed and ran over to my half-eaten breakfast. "Yay, food!" Niall screamed, grabbing my fork from off the table and eating the rest of my breakfast.

"I was going to eat that." I complained to Niall.

"Oops, but it tastes so good." Niall said with an innocent expression on his face.