Chapter V.

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Louis loves sunny days and nothing and no one can ruin his sunny happiness, named that by his best friend. And in that moment of his life, he has not one, not two, not three, but four reasons to be happy, in addition to the mere presence of the sun. First, his superior gave him a week off from work and that's the best news ever. Louis loves his job but, after been promoted, his job is harder than before. It's good sometimes to put your work in stand-by just for a little bit. Second, it's Saturday, so Eleanor is asleep in his bed, her hair messy on the pillow. She's really beautiful and Louis is a lucky man. Third, Stan texted him last night to tell him he's coming to town in a few days. And fourth, well, there's no reason in particular, Louis is really happy and that's it.

He gets out of bed and goes towards the window; the curtains are half-closed, but Louis can see that outside the weather is fantastic. In fact, when he opens the window, the light that comes into the room nearly blinds him.

Louis is naked but no one can see him from outside, so who cares. It's his own house, after all. After flooding the room with light, Louis turns to his girlfriend, finding her still asleep. He smiles at nothing in particular, mostly to himself, and then goes straight to the kitchen: he definitely needs a cuppa. It's morning after all, mornings are meant to be started with a cup of tea. Perhaps it would be appropriate to put some clothes on, but he feels good like this and it's really warm in his flat, so.

While making breakfast for him and Eleanor, a big question rises in his head: what would they do today? Maybe they could lie in bed all day, drag themselves out of it only to wee and eat something. But hey, it's a sunny day and Louis really wants to go out and brag about his new shoes. Or maybe they could meet his friends, he would call Niall, Liam, Harry... it's been a week since the party and Louis has seen only Liam, just because he lives two steps away from his flat. He's been really busy and, among other things, his superior even increased his work before giving him a week off.

Sometimes Louis goes to his phone book and looks at Harry's number, then he always changes his mind. He really wants to write something to him, even just something silly for the hell of it. Harry would probably be happy to hear from him, but he's afraid to be a bother. So, he hasn't heard news from him in a week, and neither from Niall, except for a text two days earlier: ' Tommo, what do you think about buying a Batman apron for Liam's birthday? '

When Louis opens the cupboard doors to take his tea, some pots fall all over him, making a terrible noise. And a few seconds later Eleanor comes up next to him with a grin on her face, mocking him.

"What's up, love?" she smiles, shaking her head.

Louis shrugs. "I think your boyfriend is a bit messy."

Eleanor laughs a little and lowers to collect the pots. "I can do this while you try to make breakfast without blowing up the kitchen."

Ohhhh, Louis loves her so much.

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