Stay With Me

Chapter 11

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I rolled over on the unfamiliar bed. I had the worst dream! I dreamt that the band broke up because of me. You know that feeling that you get in the pit of your stomach after a bad dream or when you know something isn't right..? Well yeah, I have that.

A warm lump lay beside me and was snoring softly. I'd know that snore anywhere...

"Louis?"

The snoring stopped but he didn't wake up.

"Louis? I had a bad dream."

How many times have we been in this situation? I remember back to when we dated. When I basically lived with him in his flat. The countless times I woke up next to him. He's so cute when he sleeps...

He moaned and opened his eyes to look at me.

"What is it bubs?"

"I had a bad dream..."

He stretched his arms and yawned, "Wanna tell me about it?"

"Umm ok. I dreamt that the band was breaking up... Like you all got into a fight and no one has spoken to each other since."

He raised an eyebrow at me, "Umm... That wasn't a dream..."

"W-What?" No! It had to be a dream! This can't be happening. I wouldn't be able to live with myself! I sat up on the bed and just stared at Louis.

"No! No, it was dream!"

Louis sat up and pulled me gently into his chest, "Just calm down sweetie. We can figure it all out. It's not a big deal."

"Of course it's a big deal! You guys are like a world sensation!"

"Yeah... But we're also like brothers. We won't be able to stay mad at each other... No matter how hard we try. Just relax. I'll sort something out..." he rubbed my back soothingly, "What time is it?"

I looked over at the clock beside the bed. The bright green lights showed 5:03pm. After falling asleep at about 1, we had slept all day.

"It's 5," my stomach gorwled and I realised that the only thing I had eaten all day was a bit of icecream.

"Do you want me to go make something to eat?" Louis obviously heard my stomach and realised how hungry I was.

"Umm ok. I'll come with you..."

We got up off the bed and left the room before making our way into the kitchen. I tried to walk a bit more normally rather than hobble everywhere. My leg isn't hurting as much but it still hurt a bit to put weight on it.

When I got to the kitchen, I leant on the kitchen bench, watching Louis try to find something in the fridge. I picked at my finger nails and bit small pieces off, making the ends all jagged which I hate.

"Omlette?" he pulled out a mixture of ingredients stacked to his chin.

"Yeah sure," I walked over to one of the drawers in the kitchen where I knew the nail-file would be and opened it. I rummaged around for the file before closing the drawer and going to sit at the dining table. The icecream container was still sitting on the table from where Louis and I were eating it. Yuck!