Harry POV
"Louis? Since when do you play?", I hear a voice and I turn around to see Louis' mum opening the door. Her face immediately changes.
"Harry plays, he's really good", he says with a proud face.
"Oh, he's here", she enters the room and hands Louis a box. "Happy birthday", she mutters and walks out of the room again, slamming the door shut.
"Thanks", he drops the box on the floor and plays a few chords I learned him.
"Shouldn't you open the gift?", I nod at the packed box on the floor.
"I don't want to. She had absolutely no right to act that way towards you", he looks down at the keys, embarrassed for his mother's behaviour.
"It's okay. It's okay", I reassure him. "She just doesn't understand."
"That's no excuse for her to act that way", he looks very mad. "It's okay, really. You & I okay? We can make it through this, we're strong, remember? Now open your gift."
"You're right". He gets the box from the ground and rips off the paper. It's an alarm with a note on it.
Maybe you won't sleep in so long now. Happy birthday, if you need something, I'll be at work. Mum.
"Thanks", he whispers under his breath. "I guess."
"Play me another song?", he begs me.
"One more for my birthday boy", I give in and I play a song called Look After You by The Fray, knowing that Louis loves it.
He hums the lyrics and I stop playing, causing him to look up at me. "Why did you stop playing?", he asks me softly.
"Sing along?", I ask him and he looks hesitant. "I don't know, I really can't sing."
"Try it? For me? Please?", I tickle him and he gives in. "Fine."
He starts singing and I smile. His voice is beautiful, sweet, angelic and so perfect.
"Louis", I whisper when I stop playing. He looks down at his lap, slightly embarrassed. "I'm bad, I know", he sighs and looks up at me.
"No, no don't say that. Your voice is incredible. You're amazing!", I say truthfully. He smiles at me, "Really?"
"Yes! God yes, your voice is beautiful."
"Thank you Haz", he says and embraces me and I play a few more songs.
"Let's watch a movie in your bed", I say and we run upstairs. I hop down on his bed and I grab the remote.
"What movie do you want to see birthday boy?", I ask him softly. "Um, Lion King?"
I put the movie on and he snuggles up to me, putting his head on my shoulder so he can still see the tv. I wrap my arm around his waist and pull the covers over us.
Halfway the movie someone screams from the hallway. "Phoebe! They're watching the Lion King without us!"
Louis looks up at me and he smiles. "Come in girls", he says and a few seconds later the door opens. Two four-year-old's walking in the room.
"Why are you hugging?", Daisy asks. "Because I like hugging Harry", Louis explains to his younger sisters.
"So you love him?", Daisy asks again and Louis nods. "I love him a whole lot."
"But momma said", Phoebe starts. "That a boy can only love a girl."
"I know she said that Pheebs, but I love Harry, and he's a boy. Momma doesn't agree with that, but I can't change it. Even if I could, I wouldn't because Harry makes me very happy."
I smile at the loving words he just said about me.
"There's nothing wrong with a boy loving a boy or a girl loving a girl. As long as it makes you happy", he adds and I nod. "He's right."
"Well", Daisy says. "As long as he makes you happy." She climbs on the bed and hugs Louis. "He makes me very happy Dais."
She nods even though I don't think they completely understand the situation.
"Can we now watch the Lion King?", Phoebe asks.
"Of course. Come lay in the bed too Pheebs, there's enough space for all of us", she lays down next to me and plays with my hair.
The rest of the afternoon we watch some more movies with the twins and after a while, Lottie and Fizzy joined us with snacks.
"My birthday is great so far", Louis says after watching another movie.
"That's great love. Let's not forget that I'm taking you out tonight", I wink and he smiles.
"It'll only get better."
A/N, Hi! In case you didn't notice yet, I never mention Jay or Annes name, because they're sweethearts. They are nothing like the way they are in this story. That's why I don't want to mention their names.
I hope you enjoy this chapter :)
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