My Only Angel

When We Were Young

11 years old...

I'm just about to sit down to watch some TV when I hear a knock on the door. I look through the peephole and see louis swaddled in about 3 layers.. I immediately open the door only to be pelted with a snowball as louis laughs and runs away.

"Bet you can't get me!" I hear as I immediately ran to my room to pull on a few more layers and grab my coat and boots.

I get on my boots and pull on my coat as I run to where I automatically know he went.

As soon as I arrive to our park I see him giggling behind the slide and I duck behind the tree not too far away to gather my makeshift ammo.

"Surrender your weapons!" I hear him shout as I gather as much snow as possible.

"You'll never take me alive!" I yell back as I gather as many snowballs as possible to bombard him with. He unfortunately had the same idea so we end up trying to dodge as much snow as possible while also attempting to shove it in each other's faces.

"You won't win Styles." Louis laughs out as he tackles me to the ground.

"In your dreams Tomlinson." I fire back, rolling his smaller frame off of me and putting a handful of snow down his shirt.

He thrashes in retaliation effectively throwing me from on top of him.

We wrestle around in the snow for about a half hour more before we both call a truce and decide to make snow angels in an undisturbed part of the snow.

As I wonder how to get up without disturbing the shape of my carefully crafted snow angel, I hear louis ask a question haven given up on his in favor of just laying down.

"Hey Harry, do you ever worry about growing up?" He asks looking over to me.

"No not really, I mean I used to but my mom says we all have an angel looking after us so I don't worry about it."

"I wonder if I have an angel?" Louis says quietly

"Wel mom says sometimes we get to pick our angels but you have to make sure that they'll always protect you." I try to cheer him up. All of a sudden louis gets up and leans over me, implanting a handprint in the side of my snow sculpture in the process.

"Harry! You're my angel!" Louis says with excitement and I can't help but observe how he's the one who looks angelic with the way his head blocks the skylight giving him a background glow.

"Okay then you're mine!" I say in agreement.

"Okay then angel let's go, I'm freezing." Louis says as he starts on the pathway to his house.

When we get inside we immediately head to his room and change into clean clothes hanging ours up to dry out.

On our way downstairs we see jay setting out two mugs of hot chocolate that we instantly run to grab.

"Careful guys it's hot!" She warns before we each take a sip.

We both put our faces over our mugs in an attempt to bring more warmth into our cheeks.

"So did you have fun?" She questions with a knowing smirk having sensed that we're both ice cold"

"Yeah I won the battle though, right angel?" Louis asks with a straight face and I blink in surprise forgetting momentarily of my newfound nickname.

"Yeah we did, but I won the snow angel making contest." I say smirking back at him, causing him to roll his eyes.

"Angel huh?" Jay asks with a smile.

"Yep and I'm his because we protect each other." Louis says with a nod obviously very sure with himself.

"Yep we always- Louis wait!" I try to warn before Louis can take a sip.

"Ouch!" Louis shouts before slamming down his hot chocolate and fanning his tongue.

As I look at the boy attempting to sooth his tongue by holding a popsicle to his mouth I think, yeah, im glad he's my angel