Look After You

Chapter 2

   The sun poked through the glass door, shining directly onto Louis' face, causing him to fidget and squint his eyes open. He went to look around, but his neck was sore from how he had used Harry as his pillow. He winced as he rubbed the back of his neck and scanned the room with his blue eyes, trying not to move his head too much. The sight of the room would've made anybody laugh.

   Niall had fallen asleep with his face in the half empty popcorn bowl, Liam was cuddling with the pillow he had thrown at Niall, and Zayn was curled up next to Louis with the hood of his sweatshirt pulled over his head. Lastly, Louis' eyes fell upon Harry. The boy still had his head in the crook of Louis' neck and one arm draped across his stomach, both boys were covered by Harry's white and pink blanket. Louis looked at the blanket for a moment before it dawned on him; Zayn must've covered us when he came back inside. The blanket brought a smile to his lips.

   Louis grumbled as he tried to shift away from Harry, but the grip around his waist only tightened as he nuzzled his head against Louis' neck. The older boy rolled his eyes, but he could've stayed like that forever. He gazed at Harry for a few moments before exhaling a sigh. "Haz, wakey, wakey." Louis whispered, nudging Harry slightly. In response, Harry groaned and pulled the blanket over his head. A chuckled was released from Louis' lips at Harry's stubbornness. "Harry, seriously, my arm's numb."

   Harry sighed, sat up, and stretched his arms above his head while squinting into the sunlight. "What time is it?" His voice deep with sleep.

   "Time for you to get off my arm!" Louis smiled and ruffled Harry's locks with his free hand. 

   "Too early." Harry grinned through a yawn and continued to speak while releasing Louis' arm from behind his back.

   "What was that?" Louis asked, flailing his arm about like an idiot, trying to get blood to flow once again. 

   "Make me a sandwich, Lou." Harry smirked, pulling his blanket up to his chest. Louis scoffed and pushed Harry off the couch. "Lou! That hurt!" Pouting, Harry tried to find his way out of the ball of pink he was now wrapped in. 

   "Sorry, but I am not making you a sandwich." Louis reached out his hand to help Harry stand up, trying to hide his laughter.

   "You didn't have to throw me off of the couch."

   "What?"

   "Nothing." Harry unraveled the rest of the blanket cocoon and was just about to engage in revenge when Liam's ring tone went off.

   Both Louis' and Harry's eyes turned to the boy, curled up on the couch with his hand fishing into one of his pockets. Without opening his eyes, he pressed the answer button and placed the phone to his ear. "Hello?" He asked groggily. Harry and Louis watched as Liam's eyes sprung open and he sat up quickly. The two boys looked at each other as Liam ended the call with a giant smile spread across his face. "Thank you so much! I'll tell the boys right away! Thank you! Goodbye!" Liam hit the end call button and stared at his phone in disbelief.

   "What was all that about?" Louis mouthed to Harry, who just shrugged in response. The two boys returned their attention back to the gleaming boy.

   "Boys, that was Simon," Liam said, the smiled never dimming in intensity. "We've been nominated for a Brit Award!"

   Both boys flew towards Liam and engulfed him in a giant embrace, celebratory shouting bellowing from their throats. The noise startled Niall, whose head shot out of the bowl and stared at the boys with a panicked expression plastered to his face. Popcorn hung from his hair as Harry pulled him off of the couch and shouted, "we've been nominated!" Louis was jumping up and down on the couch where Zayn still slept, occasionally falling on top of the Bradford bad boy.

   "Louie, what the--" Zayn began before Louis screamed.

   "We've been nominated! For a Brit Award!"

   Zayn took a minute to process what he had heard before his dark brown eyes got wide and he joined Louis in jumping on the couch. The boys all chanted, "we've been nominated!" as they hugged, tackled, and congratulated each other. The last to hug were Louis and Harry.

   "We did it, Lou!" Harry beamed as he grabbed Louis into a hug.

   Louis smiled and squeezed Harry tightly. "Yes we did, Harold!" Harry scowled up at Louis as he continued, "now we must call our mums! And each other's mums!"

   Harry laughed and pulled away from his best friend before grabbing his phone. Louis hid his disappointment as he watched Harry walk away while pulling his own phone out of his pocket. "Hey mum! You'll never guess what happened..."