Only Time Will Tell

9 - A Promise

- - - Kennedy's POV - - -

Today, was an odd kind of day. I woke up late, like expected, but instead of moping around and reading The Perks of being a Wallflower for the 20th time, I actually made breakfast for my folks. I'm not saying it was any good, because I'm no cook but my mom and dad really appreciated it even though it wasn't really breakfast time anymore. My mom didn't work her shift at the hospital today because my dad wasn't feeling too well so she decided to hang back and take care of him. But strangely, even though my dad isn't feeling his best, we all still have this happy feeling going around our house. I'm not sure why that is. 

"Have fun last night?" My mom asked me, while we all dug in at the kitchen table.

"Yeah, I did actually." I smiled, remembering how much Harry did for me. 

"What did you do last night?" My dad gave me a confused look.

"Oh, I went out with Harry. We saw a flashmob." 

"Really? You like this boy?" 

I rolled my eyes, it was like I was in 9th grade all over again. "No dad, he's my new friend. I'm trying to make friends now, remember?"

"Yes, I'm proud of you. For participating." He winked at me. He read Perks of being a Wallflower once too, and he thinks I resemble Charlie. I don't think I do whatsoever if I'm honest.

"Me too." My mom chimed in.

"Yeah, well thanks, I guess." I half smiled, it's nice to know my parents are proud of me, and that I'm a hell of a good actress. I'm not really 'participating', I'm just going with the flow, all the things I'm doing are against my will. I still would rather go read a book, but I know that wouldn't be the right thing to do. I am trying to live life, but the truth is, I don't know how long it'll take for me to be genuinely happy again, or at least normalish. I don't know if I'll ever be okay, happiness seems like its all a big lie, or at least it does to me. I never get how people on the TV are always smiling, or the people in magazines. Don't they have something going on in their lives too? Or is everything really picture perfect for them? Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only one who feels unhappy, or if others have it a lot worse and are just good actors too. 

"Wanna watch a movie or something?" I asked, I don't want to ruin the vibes going on by getting to lost in my thoughts. Maybe if we all watch a movie I can escape my life and see from another perspective.

"Okay." My mom smiled and got up to gather the plates around the table. I was ready to just spend the day with my parents, I wasn't going out today. 

- - - Harry's POV - - -

 "I swear to god Harry, take Little Things off of repeat." Louis groaned.

"Why? Don't you love it?" 

"Yes, but my voice is getting annoying."

"Please, you sound beautiful." I gave Lou a cheeky smile and he laughed in response.

"You do too. YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL TO ME." He yelled dramatically beside me on the floor. Today is a lazy day for me, Louis and I have been basically spread out on the floor, staring at the ceiling, listening to our new song Little Things which is my favorite song off the album. Yes, us pop stars live a crazy life.

 "Thank you. You're beautiful as well. But hey Lou can I ask you something?" I rolled over on my side to face him. I'm not one for serious conversations during lazy days, but this needs to be asked and Lou always has my back so I know he can help.

"Of course my friend." Louis faced me.

"What am I gonna do about Kennedy? I mean, we're friends. But I really want to keep spending time with her but I don't want to annoy her or anything, because you know we've been hanging out daily."