Louis' p.o.v
Harry has been trying to assure me for the past ten minutes that the movie won't be as bad as I think. I really don't want to watch this. Can't I just hit the hay along with Liam.
Niall and Zayn come back with the movie sooner or later. Harry looks at me concerned. I smile back trying to convince him to not worry. I watch Zayn slide it in the DVD player as Niall plops back on the couch sitting next to Harry. I wanna cuddle in towards his side but I can't. It really fucking sucks. Especially since we have to watch this dumb movie..
Why couldn't we watch Rio, I know it's a cartoon and all but its one of Harry's favourite's. That was the last movie we watched together. I remember my bore for it and found myself drifting off on his lap. We had watched it so many times that I swore I could've rephrased it. I remember waking up and looking towards the TV to see the credits rolling. Then I looked up at my beautiful boy and seen that sleep had overcome him as well.
I get snapped out of my thoughts by the loud thud of thunder coming from the movie. I jump and Harry snaps his attention towards me. He shifts closer and whispers in my ear, "I'll get us out of it.."
I sigh, "I'm fine, Harry." I don't need him to get us out of this making me look a total baby. He pouts and sits back up focusing on the movie.
I try to focus on the movie keeping my hands on my knees to prevent them from covering my face as I sit stiffly, paranoid. I see Harry smiling at me from the corner of my eye. I feel my cheeks flush red. Harry chuckles beside me and combs his hands through his curls.
Those curls were mine. I spend so many nights combing them back as he sleeps. I absolutely love when he let's me play with them after he gets out of the shower, they dangle at his shoulders as tiny droplets land on his bare skin. Actually, when I come to think of it.. I think when he let's me blow dry them is my favourite. His hair could relate to a pom pom once I'm done with it.
"Holy shit!" Zayn mumbles losing his breath. I have a feeling something scary just happened. I wasn't paying attention to be honest.
Harry looks at me surprised. "Not scared?" He asks. "No.." I lie. I use my non paying attention excuse to make me sound braver. Harry smiles, "sure..."
"I'm not!" I laugh. I look back at the screen and a women with blank eyes pops out of the dark. I yelp and cover my face. Niall hysterically laughs, "What kind of noise was that?!"
I only just realized how dorky my yelp was. I sounded like a women squealing.
I blush inside my hands. I uncover my face. Harry is laughing as well. "I need to go for a wee.." I spit and get up quickly. I know it's only because I lied that I found Harry laughing at me.
I go to the washroom and check my text messages. I got three from my sister, Feliciete. We have been talking a lot often. I'm not sure why, besides the fact were siblings.
Fizzy: Hey Dork
Fizzy: Answer you bum
Fizzy: Pleeeassee :c
I smile down at my phone. This is real sibling love. She has always called me a dork. I think it's because I was a really gay kid. I was straight as a child though. I just acted really girly and "dorky". Finally a girl named Hannah fell for me in Grade 9. She was my first love. I loved her almost as much as her love for me. We did everything together. I took her virginity. It didn't feel right at first, it was like a feeling of discomfort. Don't get me wrong, I loved it.. but I would much rather do it with my beautiful boy now, It feels so much better that way.
I joined X Factor in 2010. Week 4 Hannah told me she couldn't handle me being so distant any more. So she broke up with me. I loved her so much. I was depressed without her for a while, then I made a promise to myself that I would never allow myself to be hurt by another girl again. So I went gay.
My finger's slowly skid across the keyboard as I write a reply back to my sister.
Me: Sorry Fizz. I was watching a movie with the lads.
She answers back seconds later.
Fizzy: Oh, it's fine. I need to talk to you, is now a good time?
Me: I'm all ears, well eyes that is :)
Fizzy: ok, well.. today I got bullied. A couple girls in my class were teasing me and calling me names. I went to the bathroom at lunch
and cried that full hour. I really need someone to talk to.
I feel my eyes fill up, my sister gets bullied? I wonder is it because what I have become?
Me: Are you serious?
Fizzy: Yea.
Me: Don't listen to a word they say about you, chances are they are only jealous that your brother is apart of a famous musical group. I'm no different then what they are. So don't listen to them, ok Fizz. Everybody is equal.
Fizzy: I know, Louis. But it's really hard to ignore them when they call you a whore, slut and say that I only go to you for money..
Me: Just take my advice ok. If you show you don't care what they say, they'll back off. I promise.
She doesn't respond after that. I hope she listens to me. It actually worries me that they make her cry.
I slide my phone into my pocket and leave the bathroom. Niall looks at me as I return. "Long wee, don't you think.." I shake my head smiling and plop on the couch. Zayn is sleeping in the chair.
"Is this shit almost over.." I grunt. I don't wish to be embarrassed again.
Niall looks at me smiling wide, "there's still like.. an hour left."
"I'm gone to bed." I sigh, I look at Harry and he is wide awake and really into the movie.
Niall smiles and nods, "don't worry, I'll let you choose the movie tomorrow mate."
I roll my eyes and walk to my bunk. I get under my covers and stare at the ceiling of the bottom bunk. I open my curtain and look at Harry's bunk right across from mine. We both chose bottom bunk the first time we entered our tour bus. That way we could whisper back and forth without waking the boys. I really wish he was here with me. I love hearing his sleepy voice at night talking to me and mine talking back until we both fall asleep. We do that every night.
It's not until an hour later I hear him get in his bunk. I was messaging Fizzy all this time. He grunts and right away I know he is tired.
"Harry.." I whisper peeking out of my curtain.
"Louis.." He says back.
"What's wrong my love.." I smile and poke my head out.
"Just tired." He answers turning in towards the wall.
"do I get a kiss before Niall comes and gets in his bunk?"
He doesn't answer. He just pulls the blanket up to his neck.
"Fine Mr Grumpy Pants, have it your way." I sigh and turn in as well.
"I love you." I say and close my eyes. I don't hear Niall come back. I must of fell asleep before his presence.
