Six Years.

Chapter 36

A/N

Hello my loves!

Okay, so I want you all to know that I took forever to update this chapter because I was hesitant to.

This mentions Louis' mother, Jay, and how her story fits in to his and Harry's. I know it might be sad to some of you, remembering and just the mention.

I want to let you all know, that I don't mean any disrespect to the Tomlinson family. I am simply writing as a creative writer should, I apologize if I offend anyone or if anyone feels disrespected.

If you wish for me to take it down or re-write, let me know and I will do so. Because I will let you know in advance, that Jay's final moments in my (mind) will be in this story.

This fic is based on what's actually been happening in their lives, but I am placing creative fictional writing into it.

So please, be cautious, read with an open mind, and let me know what you think. Complaints or complements.

Thank you! Much love to Jay and her family (R.I.P. Johannah)

P.S i'm still updating on Friday☺️
Love you all!

-Nessie😘💕

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The air was hitting Harry's porcelain looking skin with such force, he tried to steady himself but couldn't last much longer in such conditions. A wave came hard and he stumbled forward, his arms reaching for the nearest thing to him. But someone already beat him to it, their grip hard on his bicep

"Woah, you alright Harry?" he looked up once he recovered from the stumble, and smiled at the handsome fellow

"Yea, m'fine. Thanks Tom. These waves are just really harsh on me right now. But i'll get over it." Tom chuckles pulling him upwards and slings an arm over his shoulders

"You better Styles, we can't rock this boat without a single cast member. Right lads?"

"Aye!" he grins and looks over at the curly head, their eyes meet and for a moment Harry panics thinking Tom will lean in. And he does, but to whisper in his ear

"Don't look now, but Christopher is scolding the shit out of Heath over there." he lets out a breath of relief and casually turns to see their director firmly explaining something to one of the crew members

"I wonder for what...." Tom hums, then points out a figure in shorts and green jacket

"Maybe for letting that guy in. He looks lost. Then again, Craig is talking to him, so I guess he's good." Harry squints trying to focus on the figure, and then his eyes widen.

"Uh, Johnathan, can you speed up to the set? I have to go to the bathroom." the guy controlling the boat turns to him and nods

Tom laughs taking his arm off Harry's shoulders and turns to start talking to the other cast members. Then, right when the boat comes to a stop, the curly head jumps off and jogs away before everyone else does.

   He hurries to the green jacket guy and grabs his arm hauling him out of view of others, and into one of the shipping containers. It's dark and the door slams shut creating a very loud echo

"Ow! Harold!" Harry grabs his phone and lights up the dark space. His heart skips a beat at the soft sight

"What are you doing here Louis! Aren't you supposed to be somewhere with Danielle or Freddie?! Possibly even Oli or Calvin." Louis sighs leaning against the nearest wall