HARRY’S P.O.V.
I wake up the same way as most mornings, with Louis’ limbs tangled messily in mine. Only this morning, I want to yell at him because he was meant to wake me up when he got home. We never talked about everything that happened and our argument.
I ended up falling asleep before I even ate, drifting off while daydreaming about the good old days. I wasn’t under the covers when I fell asleep, though. Nor was I in just my briefs. Louis must have tried waking me up and settled on just getting me comfortable instead. I do that a lot-- wake up, but not enough to understand my surroundings.
I unravel Louis’ arms from around me and manage to get out of bed without waking him. It’s ten in the morning and I can’t believe I slept that much, seeing as I fell asleep before eight. I suppose I had had a long couple of days.
Even though I’m pissed at Louis for avoiding our conversation, I can’t imagine waking him up to have it. He’ll just be moody and unaware and that isn’t how I want to discuss such things.
I love Louis and I know I always will, which is why I’m able to get over arguments easily. Louis isn’t the same way, though. I worry sometimes that he’s going to just have enough of me one day and leave me for good. I suppose he hasn’t done it yet, so I should meditate on it, but it’s always in the back of my mind. I try not to overreact too often, because that’s the last thing I want to happen- Louis leaving me.
I can’t live without him. He’s everything to me.
I take a piss and brush my teeth before leaving our bedroom quietly and sitting down on the couch with my iPhone. I have a new email from Jason and two unread messages.
FROM: Jason Parrish
TO: Harry Styles
Subject: Armani
Harry,
The Armani shoot apparently went well and they expect that your pictures will be featured in their Fall catalog, so expect to see the advertisements in the coming months. I suppose you cooperated well and that you deserve warning before you’re displayed all over London in just your pants.
Also, I suppose we should set up a meeting. I’ve spoken to the other boys and they said that the day and time depends on you and Louis, so get back to me when you can. Thanks.
Sincerely,
Jason Parrish
Executive Director
Modest! Management
Wow. Jason is actually... being friendly. Well, friendly for him, but it’s still nice. I wonder what that meeting will be about. I’ll have to ask Louis when would be a good time after we discuss more important thing.
*FROM: Niall
Hey, I didn’t want to wake you up when I left, but I locked up. Love you guys and hope everything worked out. x*
I grin at his sweet message and quickly send a ‘thanks for spending time with me and sorry I fell asleep’ before reading the next message.
*FROM: Dad
What time should I come over? Louis doesn’t need to leave, by the way.*
I wonder what has changed his mind, but it would be nice to spend some time with them together that wasn’t wasted on arguing.
*TO: Dad
Are you sure? Thank you for being understanding. Come over at six?*
I look around the room and decide that I should straighten up. I chuckle at Niall’s attempt to fold the blankets we used last night. I stand up and re-fold them, making sure that the living room looks presentable. It typically does, unless I leave Louis alone for more than a couple days. Clutter tends to pile up when he’s left to his own devices.
