|Chapter 7 

Louis' feet pattered down the stairs quietly the next morning, rubbing his tired eyes with his fist. He eventually got some sleep last night after his little talk with Harry. He also ended up have a dream about the younger boy... no one should know about those dreams.

He caught the smell of bacon, following the scent into the kitchen seeing Liam there already dressed in simple grey jeans and a plain white tee. Liam looked over to the kitchen archway hearing Louis walk in, giving a warm smile. 

"Morning Louis. Just cooking up some bacon, eggs and mini pancakes for us. The others will probably wake up soon." He said, turning a few bacon pieces over.

Louis nodded. "Sounds yummy." He smiled back. Louis walked over to the kettle, taking a mug that was on a lower shelf thankfully, and made himself some tea. He makes a mental note to buy his favourite tea, Yorkshire Tea, at some point.

To pass the time until everyone else wakes up and breakfast is ready, Louis walks into the lounge room, sitting on the comfy couch, flicking on the TV. The usual bad morning shows were on. Flicking through each of the many channels this TV had, he stopped on the news. They were talking about celebrity news, and a picture of Zayn caught his eye.

"The nineteen year old singer was crowded around a pizza shop last night. No surprise there. But there was one thing that did surprise us. Zayn was also spotted with another boy who was standing pretty close to Zayn, holding onto him even."

A picture of Zayn and Louis popped up on the screen. It showed Louis curled up really close into Zayn's chest while Zayn's arm was securely wrapped around him.

Louis froze mid sip of his tea when he realized that he was on the screen, and that they where talking about him. Him!

"We don't want to make anything official, but when these photos were released on twitter last night, fans noted that they had never seen the boy before. Could this be One Direction's new member? Or is he just one of Zayn's mates? Hopefully we'll know soon."

The blue eyed boy was still in shock as they moved onto the next celebrity gossip.

He was on the news. With Zayn. And they were talking about him. Never in a million years would he ever see that coming.

"Wow Tommo! It's only the second day in the band and you're already on the news!" Niall said, startling Louis. Niall walked in, sitting down next to his best friend. "And you got a Zayn hug!"

Louis blushed slightly, but then laughed smirking at the younger boy. "Jealous?"

"...Maybe."

"Well, I guess my hugs are pretty good." Zayn spoke up, walking into the room, smiling at the two boys. waving them good morning.

Niall's eyes were wide, looking away in embarrassment.

Zayn chuckled, holding his arm out and pulling Niall up, wrapping an arm around the boy's shoulder. Niall perked up right away.

"Let's get some breakfast, shall we?" Zayn said, walking into the kitchen, Niall still under his arm. Louis followed them.

Liam had already set out plates, placing some pancakes, bacon and eggs on each plate.

"I was thinking maybe we could all go out and do something today. If you want to suggest something, feel free to." Liam said, finishing up the last plate of food.

"Where's Harry?" Niall asked, sitting down and digging into his food already.

"In the music room, probably working on something. It's just something he does in the mornings. Actually, I think I heard him before singing something." Zayn replied.

Liam picked up Harry's plate and a glass of apple juice. "I'm just gonna bring this in for him-"

"Can I?" Louis spoke up, flushing afterwards at how eager he sounded. "I-I mean, I can bring that to him.."

Niall looked at Louis with a smirk and a teasing look. Louis just ignored him.

"Sure! If you want." Liam handed the plate and glass to Louis, and the boy made his way down the long hallway to the music room door.

The door was slightly opened already, making it easier to get in. Louis softly and slowly pushed on the door, not wanting to disturb whatever Harry may be doing.

Louis heard the soft sound of a guitar, poking his head in and seeing Harry sitting on the ground, his back up against the wall. Harry stopped playing for a second to write something down in a brown journal quickly before he started softly playing again. Louis recognizes that journal, the one that Harry seems to carry around everywhere with him.

Louis stepped into the room, not noticing the guitar that was placed right next to the door, and tripped on the corner of the stand. Luckily he didn't spill or drop anything. But he did cause a really loud noise.

The boy slowly looked over at Harry, embarrassed, seeing Harry already looking at him with a little smile on his face.

"Oops." Harry chuckled.

"Hi." Louis blushed.

The shorter boy walked over to Harry, setting the plate and glass on the small table next to him.

"I like your pj's" Harry said when he noticed Louis' pyjama bottoms.

Louis' brows furrowed, looking down at his pyjamas. He then realized he was wearing his pants that had the '1D' logo scattered over it. Louis' cheeks turned a brighter red than before, his hands in front of him, playing with his fingers.

"U-Um... Th-They are my sisters." Louis tried to lie, but it just came out like a question. And why would he be wearing his sisters clothes?

Harry smiled a little wider at the shy boy. "Don't worry. They're cute, Lou."

He called me Lou, Louis thought, a smile forming on his lips.

It was silent in the room for a moment, and Louis thought that was probably the time to exit. But then Harry spoke up.

"Um, do you mind listening to this song I wrote? I don't know if it's any good."

Louis nodded, saying a soft "sure". He sat down cross legged in front of Harry, waiting as he watched Harry look at the chords and lyrics written in his journal.

"I've only got the first verse finished so far."

"What's the song called?"

"Happily."

Louis nodded. Harry cleared his throat, placing his fingers on the guitar strings and strummed the first chord.

You don't understand, you don't understand

What you do to me when you hold his hand

We were meant to be but a twist of fate

Made it so we had to walk away

Cause we're on fire, we are on fire, we're on fire now

Yeah we're on fire, we are on fire, we're on fire now

He finished playing with a final strum, looking up at Louis to see his reaction. Louis honestly loved the song, but hearing the lyrics made him think. Was this about someone or something? Or was this just a nice song? Knowing Harry, he would put a lot of effort his songs. Louis just pushed that aside for now.

"I love it, Haz."

Harry grinned, dimples on show and a small brush of colour to his cheeks. "Haz?"

Louis' eyes widened when he realizes that he called Harry the little nick name he made for him.

"Sorry, I-I usually call you that when I t-talk about you all the time.." Louis' voice trailed off.

A playful smirk appeared on Harry's face. "You talk about me all the time, aye?" He teased.

Louis covered his face, worrying that he looked as red as a tomato at that point. "Harry!" He wined.

"You're so cute..."

The second those three words slipped out of Harry's mouth, he looked down at his guitar, not looking back up to Louis who was sitting there in shock and surprise.

Harry called me cute? Louis thought.

It was once again silent in the room, none of them knowing what to say next. 

Louis then broke it, replying with a small, "thanks." A soft giggle followed.

Noticing that Louis wasn't creeped out by Harry's words, the curly haired boy looked up and smiled at the boy in front of him.

"You're very welcome."

Harry couldn't help but take in what Louis looked like. His hair was in messy waves this morning, compared to his usually straighter looking hair during the day. His blue eyes were bright, shining even more when he giggled. He also had a nice smile, one that caused himself to smile.

Then Harry realized what he was doing and snapped out of those thoughts. I can't be thinking that! That's just wrong.

Harry started to play the tune to the second verse, still stuck on words for that part of the song. Louis was humming to the sound, words seeming to form in his mind as he remembers moments from early this morning. He starts to sing them quietly out loud.

"It's four am and I know that you're with him, I wonder if he knows that I touched your skin..."

The memory of Harry and Louis' hands slightly grazing each others popped back into Louis' mind and he couldn't help but smile.

Harry suddenly stopped playing, looking at Louis with raised eyebrows.

Louis looked at him nervously, did he finally notice that he couldn't sing as good as himself or the other boys?

"W-What?"

"Can you sing that again?" Harry asked.

"Uh, s-sure."

Harry once again played the tune, Louis singing a little louder this time.

The dimpled boy smiled. "How did you come up with that?"

Louis shrugged shyly. "I don't know." He chuckled nervously.

Harry grabbed up his journal and wrote down the lyrics Louis came up with, loving them. 

"Have you ever written a song before?"

"Not really."

"Well, you should. Maybe you could help me finish this one!" Harry exclaimed.

The blue eyed boy smiled. The thought of writing a love song with Harry. Except Louis didn't know what this love song was about.

A few minutes later and the two boys decide to join with the others. Harry took his forgotten breakfast with him and they walked into the kitchen.

"Got lost on the way to the music room Lou?" Niall teased. Louis just rolled his eyes at the boy.

"So, we decided on what we're going to do today, thanks to Niall." Liam announced.

Louis noticed that Liam, Zayn and Niall were all dressed up in coats and scarves already. Were him and Harry gone for that long?

"Hurry up and get dressed in something warm!" Niall shooed them away, out of the kitchen.

Louis and Harry soon came down the stairs in coats and scarves themselves, Louis even putting on a beanie. 

All five boys climbed into Harry's larger car, Liam volunteering to drive. Zayn sat in the front seat, while Louis was sat in the back between Niall and Harry. Which he wasn't complaining being squished up to Harry's side, since Niall was taking up all his room.

Minutes later and the car had finally stopped in front of a large building. Stepping out of the car, Louis read the big sign above the entrance.

He quickly tugged on Niall's coat, whisper yelling to him, "Why did you suggest ice skating?! You know I can't skate!"

Niall just shrugged, smirking at his best mate and patting a hand on the shorter boy's chest. 

"You'll thank me later, Lou." And with that, the blonde left to follow Liam, Zayn and Harry into the cold building.

What was that supposed to mean?

Louis just sighed, knowing there was no way out of this. He followed the others inside.

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HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY HARRY!! :D

So, I've just started year 10 and I don't know if I'll be able to update how I usually would. The teachers have already slammed a whole bunch of homework on me and it's only been 2 DAYS back!! Sigh... but I'll write when I get the chance c:

(And a comment would be nice too.. c: )

-chloe x