Louis awoke with a groan, shoving his face farther into his pillow. He stretched his arms looking for the safety and warmth he remembers falling asleep with earlier that morning. 

When he couldn't find Harry among the sheets (Gee that is dirty... Naughty AJ) he tells himself not to freak out because maybe he is somewhere nearby. Louis lifts himself to a sitting position and looks around the unfamiliar room for Harry. His breathing becomes ragged and his heart rate picks up when he doesn't see the curly haired boy.

Just then Headmaster Payne enters the room and Louis jumps slightly in shock and stares at the older man with fear. 

"Oh! Louis you're awake!" Liam says in a cheery voice, Louis still staring at him. Liam approaches the bed and Louis scrambles away unable to get very far due to his weakened state. 

"Who are you?! Where's Harry?! Harry!" Louis yells. He begins to sob out of fear because of the stranger approaching him. Liam tries to calm him down, but it ends with Louis sobbing harder and screaming louder if he moves so much as a centimeter.

After hearing Louis' screams Harry abandons the pancakes he was making in the kitchen and rushes up to his bedroom to find his father stock still and Louis trying to shield himself with the bed sheets.

"Hey hey Louis it's okay. What's wrong baby I'm right here." Harry coos. Louis' eyes dart to Harry, and with a shout of his name he reaches his arms out to Harry. 

Harry rushes over to Louis and wraps his arms around the quivering mess of a boy who immediately does the same. Louis burrows his face into Harry's chest, almost immediately quieting his sobs. Harry took a few minutes to let Louis calm down. When Louis let out the occasional sniffle he decided to speak. 

"Baby can look at me?" Harry asked quietly. Louis nodded and looked up to Harry with tear stained cheeks. While wiping the excess tears with his thumbs Harry spoke softly to Louis. "That man over there is my father. He helped you after the incident so you don't need to be afraid, he won't hurt you okay?" 

Liam was shaken from his stand still at Harry's deep slow voice. He had never heard Harry speak so much at one time. It was usually four to five words a sentence max. 

Louis nodded slowly and looked over to the man who remained still, afraid he would upset Louis in anyway. "Sorry..." Louis said quietly, trailing off unsure of what to address the man as. 

"Liam. You don't need to be sorry Louis, it's normal after a situation such as yours." Liam replied with a kind smile. He left the room allowing Harry to explain to Louis what happened in the last couple of days. 

Harry watches as his father leaves still holding his arms around Louis. He feels Louis relax after the door shuts. 

"Are you still tired? Or do you need anything love?" Harry asked gently.

Louis looked up at Harry and smiled, his face turning a light shade of pink. He giggled lightly and Harry swore he could have gone to heaven just then. "I like it when you talk." Louis said quietly, then it was Harry's turn to blush. "But no I'm not tired and I'm kind of hungry."

Harry smiled and nodded. "I would imaging sleeping for three days would do that to you." 

"Three days?!" Louis interrupts, shocked. 

"We'll talk about that later. I was making some pancakes down stairs in the kitchen before you woke up if you would like, although I'm pretty sure the one I left is burnt to a crisp, but I can make more?" Harry explains. 

"Sorry." Louis says sheepishly. Harry quickly shakes his head and Louis grins. "Pancakes sound really good." 

Harry beams. "I'll go get them then. You need to stay in bed. No one is here except for me and my dad so you're safe, and we'll talk about what happened after I come back." He says unraveling himself from Louis and heading to the door. 

Louis sighs and leans back on the headboard as Harry leaves.

Harry makes his way back down to the kitchen where he finds the stove turned off and a hot stack of pancakes on a tray with two glasses of orange juice, butter, syrup, and silverware.

Way to go dad.

Harry gathered everything up into his arms and brought it back upstairs where he found Louis looking curiously around the room. Harry couldn't think of anything cuter at that moment. He couldn't think of anything that wasn't Louis at all really. 

It felt so strange to him. The natural instinct and need to just care for this boy. To protect him. 

It was overwhelming, but Harry didn't seem to mind at all. 

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Haiiiiiiiiii... So I felt like updating because... well I don't really know actually I just felt like it so BE HAPPY! 

OK hehe 

This chapter is dedicated to @mblrc95 because you ADDED MY BOOK TO YOUR READING LIST!!! AH that made me soooooo happy... hehe 

OK so by the time I post this story it'll probably have 140+ reads.... YAY thanks guys for reading my story it makes me really happy!! I know that I probably won't get very many more reads until I have a couple more chapters but eh oh well. haha

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