Shakespeare's Love Story

Chapter 12

It was the next morning and the sun was shining through his window.

"Ugh, it's so fucking bright," Louis groaned as he stretched in his bed covers, becoming even more tangled up.

He picked his phone up from beside his pillow and saw a message from Harry.

Hello babe, how are you? x

Louis instantly felt happier as he replied to the text.

Tired but better now that I've heard from you :)

You flatter me so much.

Whatever makes you happy

I'm always happy with you xx

Louis blushed as he read over his message.

You're making me blush stoppp

I wish I could see; you probably look super cute right now.

NO MORE COMPLIMENTS, I MIGHT BURST INTO FLAMES

I don't want that to happen to you :'c

Their conversation ended up being short as Harry had to go.

Bye Lou. H xx

Bye Hazza xx

Louis rolled out of his bed and straightened himself out, letting out a tiny mewl.

He slowly padded down the stairs with his eyes slightly open and he was still feeling a bit dreary.

"Morning guys," he said as he strolled into the kitchen.

"Hello Louis" Everyone except Dan, Phoebe and Daisy said as they weren't in the kitchen.

He gave his Mum a kiss on the cheek then stood next to her as he watched her cook.

"Daniel's gone to work, he won't be back until later in the afternoon" his Mum spoke randomly.

"Alright," Louis answered, still smiling to himself.

"Why are you so happy this morning?" Johanna asked.

"I err..." Louis became flustered as he looked away from the sizzling eggs.

"It's probably because of his little Hazza" Felicite teased.

"Mum, tell them to stop" he whined.

"Is it, though?" she said as she flipped over some eggs.

"Mum!" he groaned.

"What! I'm glad he's making you happy."

Louis smiled before turning to his sisters. "How did you know I called him Hazza? I've never said that around you before."

"You left your phone around, and he texted you, it came up as Hazza so we assumed it was him" Lottie admitted. "We may have looked through your phone as well."

"Mum! this is privacy invasion!" Louis exclaimed, and she shrugged. "You're all bullying me" he added, and they laughed.

Louis pouted as he sat on one of the stools by the kitchen counter. Breakfast was ready twenty minutes later, and they all plated their food so they could sit around the table.

Breakfast lasted ten minutes, but most of the conversation was aimed at teasing Louis.

"I feel threatened" he sighed, as he placed his plate into a dishwasher and they all laughed again.