"Hey babe, sorry I'm home a little late, I decided to stop at the video store and rent Elf and and The Grinch since I know those are your favorites. I also stopped and got some groceries," I say as I walk into the kitchen, barely able to see where I'm walking from the two paper bags in my arms. I plop them down on the kitchen table, calling into Harry. "Have you ate yet? I was thinking I could make chicken parmesan for you again!"
"That sounds g-" I hear Harry start to say, and then I hear him groan.
"Harry if you don't want it again I can make something else," I say, rolling my eyes and starting to put the groceries away. Once they're all away, I go into the living room, since he hadn't answered me. I walk around the couch and instantly gasp.
"What the fuck Harry! What the hell happened?" I shout, kneeling down beside the couch and pushing the hair back from his forehead. He was starting to get a black eye, and his lip was swollen.
"Zayn, he kind of.. I owed him money and got smart with him. He kicked my ass." Harry sighs, not looking me in the eyes. I stare at him, confused.
"Who the hell is Zayn and why do you owe him money?" I ask.
"Zayn is the guy I get my weed from Louis. I did owe him money. I paid him back, and then some," He mutters the last part, and I have to restrain myself from reaching out and slapping him.
"If you needed money why didn't you tell me! You know I would have helped! You shouldn't even be smoking that shit! It's a waste of money and time!" I growl, shaking my head.
Harry looks at me with his eyes narrowed, "Of course I know that. I don't want to take your money. Don't worry about what's a waste of my money."
I stiffen at his tone of voice and roll my eyes. "Talk to me when you're done being a dick because you got your ass kicked over weed." I look at him again and then stand up, stalking off into the kitchen and starting to make dinner. He didn't even deserve chicken parmesan anymore, but I needed something to do or I'd end up crying in our room. I was extremely sensitive and if someone even gets a negative tone with me my feelings are extremely hurt.
When the food is done, I make a plate for Harry and walk into the living room, setting it on the end table near his head. "Food's done." I mutter quietly and walk back into the kitchen, eating alone at the table. I sigh, nibbling at the chicken on my fork. Usually we both loved this meal, and enjoyed it together but right now I just didn't feel hungry.
Harry's P.O.V.
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I felt like absolute shit. It wasn't Louis' fault that I couldn't pay Zayn back and was too proud to ask Louis for help. We were dating, I was supposed to be able to ask my boyfriend for help. He had even brought home my two favorite Christmas movies for us to cuddle and watch together, but I had ruined that. He probably wouldn't even make the chicken parm now. I wanted Zayn to kick my ass again to be honest. I deserve it. I lay there, watching the TV without really watching it, losing myself in self pity.
I look up when I hear Louis bring in food, and he sets it on the end table and leaves. "Thank you.." I say quietly, even though I know he won't hear me. I sit up with a sigh and slowly eat the food. It was delicious, as always, but it didn't feel right knowing Louis was in the other room without me.
When I'm finished, I slowly get up off the couch, and limp into the kitchen with my plate, holding my side with my teeth clenched. I set the plate in the sink, and see Louis sitting at the table, holding his head in his hands. I hear him sniffle and see his shoulders shake slightly and I look at him in pain. Not physical pain, but emotional. I sit down in the chair next to him and pull him close to me, and he instantly wraps his arms around my waist, crying into my shoulder.
"Louis I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you.. I was just embarassed. I shouldn't have taken it out on you." I say softly, rubbing his back gently. I feel him clutch at my shirt and he pulls back and looks at me, wiping the tears from his eyes quickly.
"I-It's alright Harry." He replies, and I reach out and cup his face, pulling him close and kissing him gently on the lips, although it stings a little.
"How about we go watch those movies?" I say, running my fingers gently over his soft lips. I love his lips. I stare at him for a moment, taking him in. I loved his soft brown hair that he styled in so many different ways, and his beautiful blue eyes. I loved the way he held onto me when we cuddled, and the way he flips his fringe out of his face. I love his cute laugh, and the way his eyes crinkle when he's really smiling and happy. I love.. him.
"Louis can I.." I start to say, and then I stop, looking away. I was afraid. What if he didn't love me back?
"What?" He asks, looking at me with a confused expression.
"Louis, I love you," I say, and then I glance away. I was shaking, I was so nervous.
There's a long pause, and I get scared. I knew it. Of course he doesn't love me back. He's never had a boyfriend before me, he's just expierimenting, I've scared him and now he's going to leave me and I won't get to wake up next to his perfect face every mo-
"I love you too Harry. More than anything. I've never felt this way before." Louis says, smiling and I look up in surprise, a smile spreading across my face. I probably looked ridiculous, with my black eye and my swollen lip, but I didn't care. I pull him close, hugging him as tight as I can, not caring about the pain. He hugs me back, and I feel him shaking with sobs again.
"Are you okay?" I ask, concerned.
"I'm perfect Harry. Just perfect. I always will be, as long as I have you," Louis answers, and I smile, a few tears running down my cheeks as well.
"Come on, we have movies to watch," I say with a grin, standing up with a little difficulty, and he rushes to stand, helping me back into the living room slowly.
"I love you Harry," Louis says again. I was never going to get tired of the way that sounded coming from his lovely lips.
"I love you too babe," I say.
We spend the rest of the night cuddling and watching the movies, and everything is okay again, for now.
Well this chapter was cute as shit. I hope you guys like it! The next chapter will be Christmas AF, fair warning cx
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