Little Things (1D Fanfic)©

Chapter 17

Harry's words about the theater kept me up all night, tossing and turning in bed. Should I listen to Harry and go to that theater? Or should I just keep living in the shadows of my home like I've been doing? Needless to say, I came downstairs the next morning looking like a zombie.

"Whoa! What happened to you?" Zayn shouted as I entered the kitchen. Liam and Niall screamed when they first saw me, but burst into laughter straight after. Harry wasn't in the kitchen yet, but Louis was staring at me from his seat at the island. I met his eyes, and he offered me a small smile, completely the opposite of yesterday's events. He opened his arms a little, and I lazily walked into them. I wrapped my arms around his torso and nuzzled my head into his chest, closing my eyes gratefully.

***Louis' P.O.V***

I smiled to myself as Cammie nuzzled her face into my chest, seeking comfort and warmth. I tightened my arms around her waist, and rested my cheek on the top of her head.

"Morning, lads," Harry yelled, waltzing into the kitchen.

"Hush!" I scolded, nodding my head at Cammie.

Harry nodded, his eyebrows furrowing a little. "Why is she so still? Ask her if she wants some breakfast."

"Cam, you want something to eat?" I asked gently. No response. I backed my head away a little to see Cammie's face. I smiled again when I saw her closed eyes and realized she had fallen asleep. "She's asleep," I announced softly.

"Standing up?" Zayn asked, shoving a spoon of cereal in his mouth.

"I guess so. I didn't think she was so tired."

"Well she told me she was feeling ill last night," Harry said, shrugging. "That's why she skipped dinner. She probably didn't get much sleep either."

"I'll just take her to the couch," I said, picking up Cammie in my arms and carrying her to the living room. I sat on the couch gently, laying her head in my lap. Niall and Harry had followed me into the living room, Niall grabbing the remote and flicking the tele on to a football match.

I glanced down at Cammie as she slept, noticing the way her nose sort of crinkled as she breathed, and how some air from her mouth would rustle the hair that loosely fell onto her face. I saw the way her eyebrows twitched lightly too, as if she was confused in her dream. Her hands were curled up on my stomach, each one holding light fistfuls of my shirt. She looked so beautiful. I wish she could be mine.

My mind went back to when I walked into the kitchen and saw Niall and Cammie on the floor, him holding her sides, and her snuggled into him all comfortable like. I immediately was jealous. That should be me! Holding her and laughing with her like that!

The worst part was that I had just told Zayn the day before how I felt. He had understood, and given me advice. Not so much on winning over Cammie. It was more on how to avoid being killed by Liam. I honestly don't think Liam would mind that I had fallen for his sister. I was a good person! I wasn't a player; I had only had two girlfriends in the past, one ending mutually and the other not so mutually. He had known me for three years as well. It's not like we had secrets.

But I suppose with him coming back into her life after all this time and with the news of Zayn bullying her, I guess I can see why Liam would get a little overprotective of who she dates. But I know I can treat her right! I know I can be a good boyfriend to her!

But how to tell Liam about it. How to tell Cammie is harder! I was scared she'd reject me. I was afraid that if I confessed to her, she would remember all the horrible things Liam and Zayn had done to her and not even give me a chance. Thinking about it now, I realized Liam and Zayn must have had their own little group that teased and bullied her along with them.