worrying about your brother finding out//m.h

6; Goodnight, love

"You can't just not like pink floyd" Matty said pushing my slightly.
"I don't not like them, I've just never got into them that much" I said correcting him.
"That's the top of my priority list, get you into pink floyd" he said with a soft chuckle.
Matty and I had been out for around an hour, I wasn't surprised how well we got on since he was a lot like Louis. We chatted and laughed about absolutely nothing, he was fun.
"The stars look pretty" I said looking up towards the sky.
"I know somewhere we can go to look at them properly" Matty said quickly and walked around a corner.
I followed behind closely, it was dark and I was a small girl. Yet I felt safe when Matty was close.
After a ten minute walk, Matty took us up a small hill and laid down on the grass. He patted the space next to him and I gladly sat down.
"They really are quite pretty" he smiled.
I nodded in agreement. We laid there for a while before deciding to go home. The cold was getting bitter and the wind was starting to pick up. We had been out just over two hours.
"Are you sure you're not gunna freeze if we walk back?" Matty said, his arm falling around my shoulders.
My heart rate started going faster as Matty head his arm around me. I shook my head, "I'll be fine" I said leaning my head into his shoulder as we walked. It didn't take us very long to get home. About 15 minutes of walking and chatting about stupid things like the inevitability of death. You know light conversations like that. A yawn escaped my lips as we finally reached the house. Matty took his arm from around my shoulders. He unlocked the door and we walked inside. I yawned as I took the jacket of and handed it back to Matty, "I'm gunna head to bed" I said standing on the stairs and walking up them.
"Me too" he said following me up.
When reaching Louis door I stopped and turned to Matty. "Goodnight matty" I smiled sweetly. He smiled back and kissed my forehead. "Goodnight, love" he turned around and walked to his own bedroom.
I silently went into Louis' bedroom, my face red from blushing, I was beyond embarrassed. What if I was this red when he was stood there? Could I blame the cold? Fxck my life.
I silently walked around Louis' bedroom getting my clothes off and throwing one of his tshirt on. I climbed in to the empty side of his bed and tucked my self up. I cuddled into his back and closed my eyes. I was falling for my best-friends brother. No. What was i saying? I'm tired, that's the explanation, isn't it?
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Louis POV
The light started beaming through my grey curtains and into my bedroom. It wasn't too early yet my head pounded and I felt like death. Imogen lay sleeping next to me, her head rested on my chest and my arm under her head propping her up.
I grabbed my phone off my night stand and checked the time. It has just done mid-day and the house was still silent.
I carefully slipped out of bed, being sure to not wake imogen up, and headed down stairs.
Walking into the kitchen i immediately grab a glass of water and two paracetamols.
I swear I don't even remember drinking a lot last night.

Mattys POV
I had woken up around half an hour ago and just laid in bed, the sounds of people and cars outside had signalled to me the day had started. After a late night all I wanted was to be woken up my screaming kids outside. Lovely.
All was silent in the house for a while, before hearing someone leave Louis' room. I presumed it was him, for all I know it could have been Imogen.
We had fun last-night, she wasn't like most girls her age. She was mature and funny and actually really cute. I smiled to myself and grabbed my phone. Some of Louis' friends had put pictures of last night on their facebooks, they all looked like they were having the time for their lives, well all apart from Imogen.
She looked like she was ready to shoot herself.
Glad I swept her away in the depths of the night, well I say depths, it was 1am.
After a while of laying in my pit of a bed, I rolled out and went downstairs.
I was hungry, I wanted bacon sandwiches.
I walk into the kitchen and see Louis,
"Morning" I say, my voice still croaky with sleep.
"Morning" he mumbled back, he looked clearly hungover.
"Someone's in a great mood" I said scratching my stomach and opening the fridge.
He just held his head in his hands.
"Want a bacon sandwich?" I said putting the things I needed out onto the counter.
"Uh sure, I'm gunna go watch TV" he walked off into the room and closed the door behind him.
Not to toot my own horn but I was a pretty good cook, even though this was just a bacon sandwich.
I wonder if imogen will want one? I considered asking Louis to go and ask her but he seemed ready to die if he made any sudden movements. So obviously I decided against it.
I headed back upstairs and knocked on his bedroom door. There was no reply, I assumed she must have been asleep. I opened the door quietly and went inside, I sat on the edge of the bed with her still fast asleep.
"Hey, imogen" I whispered and shook her gently.
"Fuck off Louis" she said burying her head between my leg and a pillow.
"Try again, Louis is down stairs. Do you want breakfast?" I smiled and patted her head.
She didn't move from her position for a couple of seconds but rolled over to look at me. "What are you making?" She smiled and rubbed her eyes.
"Bacon sandwiches, you can have anything really" I said looking at her.
She nodded, "bacons good" pushing the covers of she grabbed one of Louis' hoodies and smiled. "I'll come down with you"
I nodded and walked back out of the bedroom.