I'm Not Hopeless Just Helpless

Chapter #1

Louis' Point of View

The lads Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Niall Horan and me curly haired spouse Harry Tomlinson or as he is known to the public 'Harry Styles' just came off the stage at the O2 Arena [London] after performing. Thankfully it was an early show. I couldn't wait to sit down as the lads and I were shattered, and even though Harry and I lived about an hour a way, we were still forced back onto the 'One Direction' tour bus. Sometimes being Louis Tomlinson is hard (I'm refereeing to meself just in case you didn't get it) and being in 'One Direction' has its ups and down. Tonight, was definitely a downy as I had to watch me lovely boy push himself. You see Harry has just recovered from serve cold which had led to him having a couple of asthma attacks. Hospital visits are not fun when you're on tight schedule and even less when management gets involved. If I had it my way he wouldn't have been on that stage tonight but what management wants, management gets. I want nothing more than to go home to me queen sized poster bed and snuggle up close to Harry and be in our own space. Hell, I will even settle for just chilling on the damn bus, but ultimately in a couple of hours we have to make an appearance at this party or something like that. After being rushed to the bus by our security, we were informed that this is where we will be getting ready for whatever misery Management has planned. I smile to me self when I feel Harry place a quick kiss me cheek before he headed towards the back of the bus to his bunk as I follow close behind, I swear he was on the paler side. Harry practically collapsed which made me panic slightly. I quickly reach for him fearing that I might have to catch him.

"Baby are you alright?" I ask feeling the worry lace my tongue and concern in me words.

"I'm alright Lou just beat. I probably shouldn't have danced the way I did." I chuckle fondly. No matter how sick my Hazza was, he still has to dance his heart out. "Though, do you mind passing me my inhaler. I kind of inhaled some smoke from them smoke machines and it didn't agree with me" I roll my eyes and flick my fringe out of my face.

"Haz" I whined

"I'm sorry" he whispers. I shake me head before placing a kiss on his temple. Luckily I keep an inhaler on me person. I fish it out of me back pocket and hand it over after shaking it a couple of times.

"Thanks, Boobear" he puffs it twice, taking in deep breathes before handing it back to me where I immediately return it to me pocket. Harry curls himself up in the blankets and borrows tightly, leaving his head uncovered.

"I don't want to go to this whatever thing tonight Lou" Harry expresses. I can't help but to agree. I stroke his curls. Harry's bunk is perfect for me to reach him. I don't have to bend or reach up and the best part is me bunk is above his.

"I'll give management a ring and see if I can pull you out love, but Liam has my phone which means I have to leave you for a couple of seconds to get it." Harry sighs contently and nods as I begin to massage gently and deeply into his scalp. I press another kiss to his temple and head to the front of the bus where the boys are playing the PlayStation. Liam turns to me as I enter the little living area, concern rolling off him like waves.

"How's Harry?"

"Hoping he fell asleep. Look Li I need my phone."

"Why? You told me you were having an anti-phone day unless your family or Harry's family messaged you which they haven't so...?"

"I need to ring management. Harry is not well enough to go anywhere tonight." That gets Nialler's attention and he turns to me.

"Cuddles?" I laugh understandingly at the one worded question.

"Later Niall. Let him sleep first and then if he feels up to it I'll let you have a cuddle." Niall nods and shoots me a smile before turning back to the television screen. Zayn turns to Liam.

"Give him the phone. I personally don't want Harry out tonight. He looked pale as fuck" then returns to the same position as Niall who nodded enthusiastically in agreement. Liam wipes his hand down his face.

"I'll ring management you go rest with him. I'll wake you in a couple of hours. Alright? Harry sleeps better when he senses you near him and will relax more if you're not arguing on the phone plus management might actually consider letting him stay on the bus if it comes from me" Niall and Zayn again let out noises of agreement.

"Home." Liam tilts his at me in confusion "You know our flat isn't that far from here and I want him to have a decent night sleep. We've got the next day off anyway, which means he can join us later tomorrow night" this statement is met with Niall and Zayn's approval if the noises are any indication. Liam sympathetically nods his head.

"I'll see what I can do. Now bugger off" I chuckle lightly,

"Thanks 'Daddy Direction'"

"Oh, piss off will ya?!" Niall and Zayn laugh heartily, and I smile turning around, heading back to Harry. When I get to his bunk I slowly pulled the curtain open that I closed earlier so I can take a peek at him. Harry is still buried in the blankets, snoring softly. Indicating he is indeed asleep. I stoke his curls a couple of times before closing the curtain again and climbing into me bunk. I was just about to drop off to sleep myself when I hear movement and suddenly light steams into my eyes. Blinking I finally focus on the person who opened my curtain.

"Baby why are you awake?" I gently ask Harry who starts playing with his hands.

"I sleep better curled up next to you and um, I didn't want to sleep alone tonight" I grinned like I've just won the lotto. Cooing at my beautiful husband, I slide over until I'm pressed against the wall of the bus. Harry curls into me, his back against my chest suddenly we're all limbs and my nose is tucked into Harry's hair. We both sigh contently sharing quiet I love you's. I quickly fell asleep breathing in Harry's scent.