if only || larry

8.

Louis groaned when he his phone buzzing woke him up. Who even wakes up at 7 in the morning?

"Good morning Lou-lou x"

"Good morning to you too, El." Louis tossed his phone and rolled down his bed. He woke up this early, and won't probably go back to sleep, so might as well make himself productive for the morning. He took a bath before making himself a cup of tea. His phone buzzed again saying he has two text messages. One from Eleanor, the other one's from his father.

He opened El's text message first.

"A long day ahead of us. Get ready! See you soon xx" He checked the time and realized he has an hour to spare before the event at the charity. He opened his dad's message next.

"Good luck with the event, son. Take care." He smiled and thanked his dad. He is the sweetest person ever, unlike his mum. Yes, he knows he should be grateful to them for adopting him and providing him what he needs. He is grateful! It's just that his mum is too controlling and always want to get what she wants. She doesn't care about others, as long as she gets what she wants, she's fine. But nevertheless, Louis loves her to bits and is very grateful for they have done for him.

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"Okay, food, anyone?" Louis' voice echoed around the whole room while the children cheered for food. Eleanor wrapped her arm around his waist as she leans in to whisper.

"Alright Lou, I think you should probably take a break now. I could handle this." Louis felt tired and nodded. He walked outside the room to get some fresh air. The place was great. They're really taking care of this small garden, also the whole backyard. Louis wandered around the garden as he saw an oh-so-familiar tree. Then it hit him. This place is the orphanage that kept and took care of him for the first years of his life! Nostalgia was kicking in, and he felttears welling up his eyes. Maybe this is what his mum is planning, so he can reunite with the people he loves. Speaking of people he loves, where's Harry?! He walked towards the oak tree and saw 'larry' carved on it. It made him smile, remembering the day Harry and I carved that while eating apples that they picked. Where the hell is that blonde, green- eyed boy he loved and cared about for years? He's forgotten him for a long time because of all the shít that happened, but now that he's back, he needs to see the boy. His thoughts were cut when Eleanor called him out. He turned his head as a camera clicked and flashed on his face. Eleanor headed towards Louis and told the guy to take a picture of them. They posed by the tree, after, they thanked the guy and shook his hand. He felt electricity when he touched his hand and when he looked at his eyes, Louis was taken aback. The both of them frozen in the moment. They were too familiar, he knows he have seen these pair of eyes before but he can't quite put a finger on it.

It can't be. He has blonde hair. This guy in front of me is curly, and has dark brown hair. It's impossible.

They stared at each other for what seems like forever, both staring at each other's eyes when Eleanor took Louis' hand and pulled him towards the building.