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It was around 8:30 in the morning when Louis is suddenly woken up by someone jumping on the bed.

"Wake. Up. Big. Bro!" The voice of his sister fills the room. He groans, pulling the covers up to his head before realizing a missing presence beside him.

"Lotts, where's Harry?"

"Downstairs making breakfast." The girl replied, continuing, "and also, mom called and said she'll pick me up soon."

Louis rubbed his eyes, feeling tired still. Who could blame him? Yesterday's pap walk really wore him out. "Tell mum I said hi and I love her when she comes here, I'm gonna stay here to get some more shut eye."

"Alright, Lou, see you around."

The older boy only hummed in response, burying his face into his pillow and pulling the covers up to his chin, falling asleep in a heartbeat.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Lottie appears from the entrance, the smell of eggs and bacon filling her nose.

"Mm, that smells good, Harry."

"You can eat on ahead, Lott." The curly haired boy smiles at the young girl then asks, "is Louis still asleep?"

Lottie nods, sitting herself down on a chair. "He fell back asleep after I told him about mum picking me up in a few."

"Hmm, okay." Harry says, noting to himself that he'll give Louis breakfast in bed.

The two chatted while eating, the conversation currently on about Harry's last performance on AGT.

"Do you think I'll win?" The boy asks suddenly. Lottie gulped down her glass of water before replying, "think? I know you can win, H. Everyone loves you!"

"Thanks, Lottie." Harry looks at the girl next to him with a smile.

Just then, the doorbell rings. Lottie pushes herself out of the chair, grabbing Harry by the wrist to bring him along with her so he could meet his future mother-in-law.

They ran to the door and Lottie opens it to reveal none other than mama Jay herself. "Hi mum!"

"Hello, darling." The mother greets, eyes looking from her daughter to the curly haired boy next to her. "And you must be the boy my son has been gushing about all the time in our phone calls. Harry, is it?"

"Yes, ma'am." Harry blushes. He never knew Louis talked about him to his mother.

"Oh love, please, call me Jay."

"Okay, Jay." The young boy replies, flashing the woman with a dimpled smile.

"My, you're so cute. Louis wasn't joking about you being so adorable." A deeper blush coated Harry's cheeks. "Speaking of Louis, where is he?"

Lottie tells her that he's in bed, sleeping still, and adds in that he says hi and that he loves her. Harry couldn't help but smile at the last part.

"Well then, Harry, tell Louis I've already picked Lottie up and that I love him, too. I swear, that boy can't go a week without phoning me up just to tell me that." Jay sighs happily, hugging Harry before leaving with Lottie to her car.

Closing the door behind him, Harry went into the kitchen to retrieve the breakfast he had already prepared for Louis and began making his way up the stairs and into the man's bedroom. There, he finds his hot boyfriend sleeping soundly under the covers, little puffs of air leaving his mouth.

Even in his sleep he's still so hot...

Harry placed the tray of food on the nightstand before gently pulling off the covers off of Louis and leaning in to press kisses on his face, in hope of waking him up.

It surely did the trick, because now Louis had his eyes open with a tired smile on his face. "Haz?"

"Hi, Lou." Harry smiles sweetly, "before anything else, let me just inform you that your mum has already picked up Lottie and says that she loves you, too."

The older lad hums in response, eyes trailing from Harry to the food on the nightstand. "Babe, you didn't have to-" Harry cuts him off, "I wanted to, Lou. Yesterday seemed to have tired you out. Just eat, please?"

Louis wanted to say no, but the cute face Harry is pulling off makes him sigh and nod his head with a mutter of "fine."

The 20 year old singer ate his breakfast in silence, with his younger boyfriend watching him fondly. For some, Harry would have seemed like a creep, but really, he's just admiring art.

Once done eating, Louis is shooed off to the bathroom by Harry, being told that he needs to freshen up because apparently, the boys are coming over to hang out.

The curly haired boy had just finished up washing the dishes when the doorbell rings.

That's probably them. He thought, as he wiped his wet hands on his jeans before going over to answer the door.

"Hi Harry!" Zayn, Liam and Niall say in chorus, not waiting for the boy to reply before ushering themselves into Louis' living room.

"Where's your boyfriend?" Niall asks, plopping himself down on the recliner.

"Uh, I think he's still up-"

"I'm here." Louis interrupts Harry abruptly, emerging from the entrance in only a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt while barefoot. "Not to sound rude, lads, but why are you here?" The blue eyed singer questions his friends. It's not like them to pop up on his doorstep at this hour. It's mainly around noon or in the evening because they all have busy schedules, especially now because they're all going to release their new albums soon.

The three boys glanced at each other, then to Louis, then to Harry, then back to each other with nervous gulps, their behavior beginning to worry their eldest mate.

"Just spill already!" The curly haired boy speaks up, obviously hating the tension in the room.

"Niall, you do it!"

"What? Why me?!"

"Just say it!"

"Fine!" The blonde grumbles in defeat, sending Zayn and Liam a dirty look, "now, Louis, don't get mad when I tell you this- you too, Harry."

The couple hesitantly nod their heads, waiting for Niall to continue.

"But uh... Management doesn't want you," the blonde boy points to Louis, "to attend your," he looks at Harry, "last performance on AGT."

...

"Excuse me?" The blue eyed boy stares at his friend in disbelief. "Why the fuck not?"

"I said NOT to get mad!" Niall groans, face palming. "but it's for a good cause."

"Good cause? GOOD CAUSE?! WHAT GOOD WOULD THAT CAUSE? HUH?!"

To say Louis was mad would be a total understatement. He's furious. Why does management keep ruining his and Harry's relationship? Why can't they let him be?! He doesn't care if he loses fans, heck! He doesn't even care if he loses his career. At this point, he's willing to give up everything to be with Harry.

"Lou, calm down for a second, please?" Harry tries soothing his boyfriend, hugging him from behind. Louis immediately did, sighing and nodded for Niall to keep talking.

"Alright. So, you two do realize that your relationship is kind of illegal, right? What with Harry being younger and is not even 18 yet."

"Uh, yeah?"

"Louis..." Liam gives his mate a pointed look.

"Ugh fine, no. But what's the big deal about that? And what does it have to do with me not having to attend Harry's last performance?" Louis scoffs at the complete stupidness of the whole situation.

"The big deal is that, not only are you going to lose your job as a singer, but you'll most likely end up in bars with your illegal relationship with Harry." Zayn explains.

Okay. Maybe it isn't so stupid, now that Louis thinks about it. He had never thought about the complications that might happen in his and Harry's relationship. To Louis, he just knows that he fell in love, he took Harry on a date, he asked him to be his boyfriend, and now they're together. Yeah, they escalated quickly, but who could stop 'em? It just kind of happened, ya know?

"S-so...what are you trying to say?" Harry asks, voice shaking while he spoke. "You want us to breakup?" The very thought of not being with Louis scared him.

Liam decides to finally join the conversation and says, "well, not breakup for real. Just, until you're legal. Besides, no one knows about you and Louis aside from us and your families, so, it won't be that hard to hide it."

"I'll be 17 in like, 4 months." Harry claims, turning his attention to Louis. "We won't have to hide for too long. And who knows? Maybe your management will change their minds and allow us to come out together?"

Zayn scoffed at the last part. "Pretty sure they won't. But, who knows, right?"

Louis placed a hand on his mate's shoulder, squeezing it lightly. Because for almost 4 years now, Zayn has tried so many times to persuade their management into letting him and Liam come out, yet every time they bring the subject up, they're always answered with a big fat NO.

"I'm sure we can make it work till you come of age, love."

"Come of age?" Harry laughs, arching a brow. "What is this? A forbidden love in some kind of fairytale?"

"Yep." Louis hums, swiftly sweeping Harry off his feet to carry him bridal style. "You are my lovely princess, and I am your charming knight in shining armor."

"What about me and Ziam?" Niall asks, clearly interested in the change of topic.

"Zayn is my trusty apprentice, Liam is Harry's best friend, and you umh... You're the guy who sings random songs in between scenes."

"Ooh! I can do that!" Without a word, the blonde boy dashes out of the mansion, hops into his car and drives off, leaving his friends to stare out into the direction he ran off to.

"Well...that happened." Liam awkwardly glances at his boyfriend and mates. "Where do you think he went?"

"I got this." Harry states confidently, taking his phone out of his pocket and going on his Twitter. "Let's see... Aha!"

Louis stares at his young boyfriend weirdly. "What 'aha'?"

"Aha as in 'I know where Niall is'." The curly haired boy replies, showing his phone to Louis and Ziam.

"How?"

"Where?"

"Why?"

Harry quietly laughed at the lads' shocked expressions. Surely they should know how powerful their fandoms are. "How? Your awesome fans. Where? They're everywhere! Why? Well, why not?"

"Good point."

"But why is Niall at the mall?"

"Maybe he got hungry?" Harry shrugs, putting his phone back in his pocket and clinging to Louis' arm. "Can we cuddle?" He asks, showing off his big, doe green eyes.

"Of course." The older lad smiles down at his curly haired boyfriend, leading them to the couch and laying themselves down, his arms wrapped around Harry protectively.

"Ugh, Liam, why can't we be like that?" Zayn asks, crossing his arms and pouting at Liam cutely.

"We can totally be like that, babe." The puppy eyed lad kisses the pout off his boyfriend, bringing them to the comforter and cuddling the hell out of Zayn.

Just as the couples were finally getting comfortable, Niall comes back with 5 shopping bags in one hand and another 3 in the other. "Lads get up!"

"Why?" Zayn groans.

"Because I said so!" The Irish boy says, handing each of his mates a bag. "Put those on."

Harry curiously opened his bag, pulling out a pink sweater that had the word princess printed on it, along with a tiara. "Niall, what are you planning?"

The blonde boy smiles cheekily, giving Harry another bag that contained make up. "You'll see, young Harold. You'll see."

Okay I'ma end it there. Gotta save the fluff for the next chapter.(^～^)

Damn, it's been a while since I've updated. I'm sorry for the wait. But like, I literally had to rewrite this whole chapter! My wattpad wanted to be a bish and delete what I've written already. It was around 1k and 7 hundred plus words, and I tried to remember everything I wrote but that's hard cause I'm forgetful af. So yeah.

And I literally forgot to add in that Harry auditioned in the month of October. Just to clarify.

Hope you guys are still reading.

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Bye Follow Your Dreamers!
~Zenpai