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Scarlet

I was awoken several hours due to constant nudging of my shoulder. I groaned swatting the hand away and slowly opened my eyes. I was greeted with bright blue eyes and brown hair.

"What do you want, Tomlinson?" I growled. Clearly, I was not happy with being awoken before I needed to.

"Sheesh! Someone is grumpy." Louis responded, rolling his eyes. "I'm bored and everyone else is asleep. And I want to have a chat with you. Plus, the seat next to me is open." He grinned.

I groaned and shut my eyes again. "Go away, Louis. I'm tired." I groaned.

"Please, Scar." He pleaded. I opened my eyes and saw him staring at me, quite seriously. He's never this serious, which means he really needed to talk to me.

I sighed and nodded. "Give me a few minutes."

I slowly shifted myself out of my seat, without waking Wesley or Niall and quickly moved to sit next to Louis.

As I got comfortable he handed me a slab of chocolate, to which I happily took.

"What's up?" I asked, my voice soft.

"I need some advice." He trailed off. "It's Harry. We keep on arguing," he turned his head to look at the sleeping long-haired lad. "And I don't know what to do." He sighed.

"What do you argue about?" I asked, frowning. If there was one couple that gave me hope of love; it was Louis and Harry.

"Well, it's silly things. He gets irritated when I leave my shit around but I mean, I know I'm messy but it's usually kept in my own space."

"That's the thing, Lou. You guys live together now. It's different. It's a huge step. You have to be neater because he's a different person to you. He has different characteristics to you. You need to find a compromise." I explained, surprised by my sudden outburst.

"It's not only that. We sit in silence when we eat, whenever it's just the two of us, it's silence. I ask what's wrong but he says it's nothing. I don't want to mess this up,Scar." Louis sounded worried. You could tell that he worried about the current situation as his eyes weren't as bright as they usually are and he had a constant frowned etched onto his face.

"I can speak to him about, yeah? Maybe it's something else and not you. He adores you, Lou. He worships the ground that you walk on." I comforted, patting his back softly.

"Thanks. I appreciate it. I just hope it isn't anything that will ruin us. I'm just worried." He sighed in defeat.

"Don't worry. You've got this. It's going to be okay. Just spend some time with him and go out together and see what happens. This will be a good break from everything of every day life for you two. Enjoy it." I encouraged.

He smiled and gave me a side hug as a thank you.

"How far are we?" I asked him, stretching or my legs.

"Still about two hours." He sighed. "I slept for the first half of the flight so now I've got all the energy." He whined.

"I'll keep you company. I'm up now." I punched his arm, playfully.

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