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five

harry's pov

i carried the half-asleep boy in a bridal style into my apartment. then i brought him to my room. i live alone and my apartment is quite vast. which made me feel lonely most of the time.

what would have made him want to drink so much anyways? his ex-boyfriend? my heart sank a little at the thought of that. i don't want louis to continue hurting like this. he deserves to be happy.

"zayn?" i heard the blue-eyed boy groaned. my heart jumped at the voice and the unfamiliar name. i wanted to reply, but decide to not say anything. i wanted to know what would he want to say if i was really this person, zayn.

then i heard sniffles coming from the boy. i panicked and grabbed his hands into mine. "i'm so sorry.. i-i really l-love you.. alot! and maybe still.. z-zayn.." the small boy started crying. i didn't know what to do, so i pulled him into my embrace, petting his hair.

"i-i get why you wanted to b-break up with m-me.. i hope you are truly h-happy with the new guy right now.." he mumbled in between sobs. i felt my heart ache. it's like i feel the pain he's feeling too.

he opened his mouth to say something, when i shushed him. "shh.. it's okay baby.. it's okay." i whispered softly into his ears, hugging him tighter than before.

"h-harry?" he looked up at me like a child, which made my heart melt a little. he's so small.. i want to protect him forever.

"yes loubear, i'm here.." i replied, kissing his head. then he cuddled closer into my embrace, placing his face at my neck. and i feel his hot breath fanning my neck, which made me really nervous.

"why am i never good enough?" he asked in a small voice. no, this isn't what louis should be thinking of himself. i pulled his away from my embrace, and cupped his cheeks making him face me.

"louis. please listen to me. and i will tell you this over and over again if i have to. because you are enough lou. please don't ever belittle yourself like that. you will find someone who will love you for who you are."

and i saw a small spark in his eyes after i told him that. but it died down. "but what if i never find the someone?" he pouted. "trust me louis, you will." i reassured. internally, i promised myself to give him my whole heart.

"okay harry.. but can you pass me my phone?" he asked with puppy eyes. of course, i couldn't resist them. so i grabbed his phone that was in his back pocket- oh. oh my god. i actually get to touch his ass. oh my god, not now harry.

i quickly took the phone out of his back pocket, trying hard not to think about how great that ass will feel in my hand. "thanks." he said quietly.

then i saw him typing something in his phone. i frowned. i'm in front of him, and he's literally still cuddling with me. am i not good enough of an entertainment to him?

"lou.. what are you doing?" i asked curiously. "i'm trying to text zayn.." he replied, so casually. "so who is this zayn?" i asked, confused. "my ex." and i swear, my eyes almost popped out of my face.

"what?! lou! you shouldn't be doing that!" i almost shouted, but realized he was so close to me, so i lowered my voice. "lou, give me your phone now." i demanded but he shook his head. "no! i'm trying to text my ex!" he whined.

i pushed him off me gently and tried to reach for his phone but he was faster than me, bringing the phone further away from me. "don't try to disturb me hazza!" he said loudly, typing even quicker than before. i panicked. "lou! you're going to regret this tomorrow morning!" i tried to reason him.

"no i'm not!" he shouted stubbornly. oh my god. why is he so stubborn?!

then i realized that he finished typing while i was trying to grab his phone away from him. he smiled widely. "there, all done!" he cheered, doing a little victory dance.

"louis tomlinson! don't you dare send that text!"

"you can't tell me what do to!" he stuck his tongue out. if it wasn't for the situation we're in, i would've kissed him right there. but this wasn't the time!

i looked at him intensely, trying to grab his attention with my eyes. which somehow worked. "louis.." i said deeply. "harry.." he imitated my accent. then he started giggling. i took this chance and immediately grabbed for his phone, but somehow he managed to catch on and press send before i got his phone.

when i got his phone in my hands, i looked at the text and saw that it was sent. i dropped to the floor. "louis tomlinson!" i groaned. "what.." he pouted. oh god, he's doing that cute thing again. i hate how i couldn't stay angry at him for long.

"i just wanted to tell him that i still love him.. and that i miss him.." he played with his fingers cutely, looking up at me in between. "louis, you did this to yourself. don't cry tomorrow morning!" i warned him. it was half-joke, half-serious. i mean if he really did cry tomorrow morning, i would comfort him. but he really did brought this for himself.

"yeah yeah.. hazza, i want to sleep now." he whined and wrapped his arms around my neck, bringing me closer to him. then he laid himself on my bed, dragging me along. "and you're going to sleep with me." he smiled widely, closing his eyes.

"goodnight hazza.. i hope zayn texts back." and that was his last words before he drifted off to dreamland.

i stared at him sadly. one day, he'll be over zayn. and he'll be truly happy. and i hope to be the reason why.

i kissed his forehead, before cuddling him close to me.

-tbc-