It's been about 5 days since Louis moved in to harry's house, and he realized Harry doesn't go hang out with his friends. At all.

Louis woke himself up, jumping off the bed before he decides to fall back to sleep. He rubbed his neck, walking his way downstairs.

He turned his head down the stairs but there's no sign of Harry. Usually the boy would've been awake long before Louis opens his eyes.

"Harry?" He called, then he decided probably harry's still sleeping. He walks his way to Harry's room, knocking a few times.

"Harry? Hazza?" Louis frowned, realizing that something isn't right.

"Harry?! Harry!" He barged in, his heart beating faster than it usually is. Why is he so worried about someone that he met probably a week ago? He doesn't even care about some people that he knows for months.

His eyes wide,

And there's harry sitting in the floor, with his headphone on. "Oh, Louis? Is there anything you need?" He asked, clicking the lower volume button a few times. Louis looked at the boy, scanned him up and down. Okay, he's fine..

"You made me worried, you idiot!" Louis yelled, scratching his head. 

Harry looked up in confusion, "what's wrong?" He walked up towards Louis as he takes off his headphone.

"Nothing. Just don't do that again.. I thought my heart was stopping for a second." Louis said, closing the door shut and made his way downstairs. Harry stared at the door confusedly, then looked down.

.....

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Louis got himself some tea, looking for the non-existent breakfast because Harry didn't make anything today. It wasn't long until he heard Harry walking downstairs, greeting him with a joyous 'good morning!'

"Sorry I didn't make breakfast, I was kinda stuck in my phone." Harry said, sounding ad if he's disappointed in himself.

He immediately made his way towards the kitchen, getting ready to cook. He likes cooking a lot.

"Need some help?" Louis asked after Harry dropped a few spoons clumsily. Harry laughed, mouthed a 'no' to Louis. Louis decided to help anyway. "Stop your clumsiness, hazbear." The older boy said, only to receive a amused frown on harry's face.

Then Harry broke into laughter, Louis face-palming himself. "I really need to think my words out.." Louis mumbled, loud enough for harry to hear. "Well no you shouldn't, because it's cute when you just say things." Harry said, patting Louis' cheeks twice before continuing to cook their bacon.

Louis frowned, definitely didn't like the blush that came up to his cheeks when Harry touched him. It feels weird.

After cooking is done, the two made their way to the table.

"So Louis, until.. when are you living here?" Harry asked, definitely not meaning to kick Louis out or anything. He's just wondering.

Louis looked up to think, then he just shrugged his shoulders, "forever." Harry smiled, looking as bright as ever. Well to Louis is seemed like that.

Harry made a faint laugh, then looked at louis in the eyes. "Looking forward to that." He said, but Louis just gave him a frown. 

"It's already happening, you don't need to look forward to it." He said, joining in harry's laugh.

"Well yeah." Harry said, eating the bacon with his grin wider than ever.

They both continued eating with the best conversations ever.

"So have you ever went inside a woman's bathroom by mistake?" 

"Often."

"They mistaken me for a woman too, especially because I look cute." 

"That's called assuming a gender. Not good, not good."

"So you're accepting the fact that I'm cute?" 

"Well yeah, and you know that you're cute, so shut up."

"Aw Louis." 

"Don't do aws with me."

"You look cute too." 

"Everyone fucking told me I look like a person standing on the side of the road asking for money."

"No, I think you're just a smol cute loubear." 

"Would you mind changing that nickname?"

"Why? I think it's cute." 

"Harry, It doesn't fit me."

"Louis, if I'm cute then you are too." 

"Well no, if you're cute then I'm simply manly."

"Uh-huh, yeah sure" 

"was that sarcasm I heard? Well then you're gonna regret being sarcastic later when I actually dress up nicely."

"Okay, my birthday is coming up so why don't you dress up that day?" 

"When is your birthday?"

"Uh.. tomorrow..?"

Louis frowned, "wait I don't have anything to wear! I've been using your clothes all these time. And tomorrow?!" He asked, finishing the last few bites of his food.

"It's fine, use mine. And yes, tomorrow. You have any plans tomorrow?" Harry asked, feeling a little unsure. Louis shakes his head, then Harry let out a relieved sigh.

There are 2 things that Louis hates most in his life. One, spiders. Well of course, almost everyone hates spiders. Then second, it's dressing up. He dresses up, but he just thinks that it wastes time. He just hoped that he would be able to walk around with just his shorts without people judging.

But he'll do it for harry. Why? He doesn't know either.

"Should we go somewhere?" Louis asked, only to see Harry shaking his head furiously. Louis frowned, "why?"

Harry went silent.

"Uh.. it's hot outside."

Louis rubbed his neck,  "No, it's freezing outside. It's January."

Harry faked a cough, "I'm lazy okay. Let's just stay home." He said, though Louis didn't trust those words fully. But he took it anyway.

"Fine, let's just celebrate here alright?"

"Just the two of us."

"Just the two of us?"

"Yes."

Louis gave Harry another frown, because he'd thought Harry would like some of his friends over. But he wants it to be the two of them. It's not like Louis wasn't happy or anything..

The frown on Louis' face softens, as it turns into a smile. "Okay, two of us it is."

Louis walked up with his plate, making his way towards the sink and left Harry on the dining table alone.

"Thank you louis."