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Chapter 6

I'm extremely apologetic about the long wait. I've just been busy from going to one place to another. Again. I'm sorry if this one ends up being short, trying to make them longer, but it seems like I can't. So, I hope you guys enjoy anyways (-: 

I love you all and thanks for reading!! :D

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*Still Monday-- Sorry*

~Louis' POV~ 

 I stared at the boy who i've known since I was just a young adolescent and thought I was dreaming. Because i've never seen the Harry Styles act like this. It made me wonder what kind of medication it really was. 

I glanced at Niall who was just busily sipping on his beer then back at Harry who was standing there awkwardly with his hands behind his back. 

"What?" Harry questioned, tilting his head. 

"Nothing. I-I just have never seen you like this before." I replied still taken back by his actions. 

"Well, get used to it Babycakes." 

I furrowed my brows, scoffing, "Babycakes?!?" 

Harry turned his heels and went to the bathroom. 

I nudged Niall, "He called me Babycakes?!"

"Huh?" He hummed.

"Harry, just called me Babycakes." 

"Yeah, so?" 

I rolled my eyes. 

I mean what the hell is his problem. I'm happy that he's happy, but seriously? You might consider i'm over reacting, but after you've known someone for so long and your used to them acting a certain way. You get taken back very easily. That's what was happening. I've just become accustomed to Harry acting angry and sad all the time.  Perhaps, I'm not exactly ready for this side of Harry. Listen to me rambling on about Harry. 

"Louis?" Niall said, putting his beer down on the coffee table. "Can I tell you something?"

I turned towards Niall, placing my hand on his leg, "Of course." 

"Promise me you won't get mad or tell Harry."

"I make no promises unless you tell me." 

"Okay. I really fancy Harry." Niall confessed. 

For a moment I thought I really was going crazy, "Wait, what?"

"Louis. I really like Harry, but I don't think he feels the same way." 

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" 

"I-I was scared. Should I tell him?" 

"I don't know Niall. If you feel like you can. Then what's stopping you?" 

"Harry." 

"Why's he stopping you from saying anything?" 

"He-- " Niall stopped when Harry walked in the room with his sleeves rolled up. 

Niall and I just stared at him. 

"What is with you both?" Harry questioned, sitting in between us both. 

I smiled, "Your just different that's all." 

"Oh. Is it a bad different?" Harry replied while putting his arm behind Niall's head and looking at Niall with a smirk. 

"N-Not at all.." He stuttered.

"Okay good." 

I stared at them both. Harry talked to him with much fondness and it made me wonder what he was thinking.