Hold Your Breath➳ l.s

➳12

Sunday, 9:46 am, Louis' House.

Knock knock knock. 

"What?" 

"Morning Loubear!" 

"Uhh..."

"C-Can I come inside?"

"Y-yeah sure." 

"Something smells...yummy." 

"Me mum's making pancakes. Why are you here? N-no offence."

"I wanted to see you, silly!"

"You see me everyday...?" 

"It's just never enough." 

"Okay...well I'm not teaching you how to swim. If that's what you want." 

"Oh but why? Aren't we friends?" 

"Erm-"

"W-we are friends, right?" 

Silence. 

Silence. 

"Yeah, we're friends." 

"So you'll teach me to swim?" 

"No."

"Soon...? Please? I-if I don't then-"

"Then what?" 

"N-nothing. Don't worry."

"Alright...if you say so."

"Mhm." 

"Okay then, want some pancakes?" 

Harry squeals. 

"Yes please!"