The Pizza Boy

Chapter 3: Breakfast and then a horror film.

*Louis POV*

I woke up to Niall snoring on the other side of my bed. It was Saturday and I had the day off of work. Harry was also stopping by today, I don't know when, but I hope its soon. I can't help but to feel a connection with him. It's like I'm drawn to him for some un-known reason. I mean, he's stunning, his bright green eyes that show true feelings, his curly hair that does not stop bouncing and let's not forget his kind, polite and his selflessness shown to me with in the first few blurring seconds we met. I shouldn't be thinking about Harry like this considering the violent break-up I just went through, but Harry helped me through it. Harry saved me.

I felt Niall roll over meaning that he was waking up, he groaned and lifted his arm to hit my back to see if I was awake too.

'What the fuck Ni? Why did you feel the need to hit me, I've been a wake for 15 minutes.' I mumbled into the pillow. Niall didn't say anything but instead, rolled over to my side of the bed and onto my back, squishing me into the mattress. He laughed as he did it. I tried to lift up and push him off, but he hugged my waist.

'Lou, how are you feeling?' he asked quietly once he finally got off allowing me to take a piss.

'I'm actually feeling a lot better than what I thought I would be, the bruises and cuts still hurt like a bitch but emotionally, I'm stabled.' I tell him walking back to jump onto the bed.

'Has this got anything to do with a certain Harry stopping by later?' he asked with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

'Maybe.' I replied quietly, pulling my quilt to cover my blushing cheeks. Niall was quick to rip it away and look at me with a smug smile.

'I KNEW IT!' he shouted with a joyous clap.

'Am I a bad person NI? I mean, I've just come out of a bad, bad break up and I'm already thinking about someone else is that way.' I sat up crossing my legs, so I was directly in front on Niall. He took my hands in his and breathed out a long sigh.

'Look, I can't tell you how to feel, we have no control over that part of us. You are most definitely not a bad person Lou, trust me.' he told me with sincerity, it helped put my thoughts to rest and made me feel instantly better.

We got up and made our way to the kitchen for some breakfast around 9:30. Niall flipped on the kettle making us tea as I laid out two cereal bowls. What? Don't judge me, I can't cook. Niall made the tea and set them down on the coffee table. There was a knock at the door which made me, and Niall look at each other in confusion.

Niall walked behind me cautiously as we headed to the door. I opened in and in walked a very chirpy Harry with two white shopping bags.

'I thought I'd cook us all breakfast.' He smiled holding the bags in the air and making his way to the kitchen.

'YES!' Niall screamed in my ear making me jump, he ran to Harry pulling him into a hug. Harry put the bags on the counter and hugged him back. I walked over to the pair smiling and patted Niall on the back telling him to let Harry go because he was struggling to breathe.

'Harry, I have so many questions.' I said as we made eye contact and Niall left for the loo.

'Shoot.' Was his reply, he started to take food out of the bags and set the food up for breakfast.

'One, why are you here so early? Two, why did you bring breakfast? And three, how the fuck did you know that me and Ni would be up?' I stated, jumping up to sit on the counter opposite where Harry was already preparing the food.

'I'm here early to do us breakfast, I brought food over for us because I thought you and Niall both deserved something nice, like a treat, especially after what you two went through yesterday. And to answer your last question, I didn't know if you would be up, so I took a chance.' He said with a smile and a frying pan in his hand. He was getting ready to make a full English fry up and I couldn't wait.