The Styles House. :)
Chapter One: "Welcome!"
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Louis: *sitting in the back of a taxi cab; has his headphones in, listening
to his iPod; looks out the window, watching houses go by; http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls2y81iB5F1qhbsgwo1_500.png *
Taxi driver: *slowly pulls up to a house, stopping; looks back at Louis* Need help with your bags, sir?
Louis: *stares at the house for a minute, biting his lip; takes his headphones out; looks at the taxi driver* What part of town is this?
Taxi driver: *laughs a little* The richest part in town. I'm assuming you have family here?
Louis: *looks at him; sighs; grips the door handle* You could say that. *opens the door, stepping out; shuts the car door, looking up at the house*
Woman: *looks out the window; smiles wide* Charles! Charles, he's here!
Charles: *walks to her, smiling* Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go meet him! *walks outside with her*
Louis: *gets his bags out of the trunk, sighing; thinks: Why would a family like this need a foster child?*
Charles: *walks up to him; http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxd9BEf7ITY/TiNx7qspvXI/AAAAAAAABts/XdYayz1cO6M/s1600/Tom+Cruise+Pelvis.jpg ; holds his hand out* Hello, son! I'm Charles, your foster dad.
Louis: *forces a smile; shakes his hand* I'm Louis.
Charles: *smiles* A British accent! Wow, we didn't know that about you.
Louis: *rubs the back of his neck; nods* I was born in Doncaster. I was sent to the States about a year and a half ago.
Charles: *nods* Yeah, your social worker said something about that. I remember now. *sees his wife walking up; smiles* Louis, this is your foster mom. Gloria.
Gloria: *smiles; brings Louis into an embrace; http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zsreNasS0yY/TrTvHnoa--I/AAAAAAAAM4k/0oykYRYuQXs/s1600/Katie+Holmes+Tatler+Magazine+Photoshoot+August+2005-2.jpg * Hello, Louis! It's so wonderful to finally meet you.
Louis: *pulls back slowly; nods* It's nice to meet you, too, Gloria.
Charles: *picks a few of his bags up* Let's get these inside. We'll give you a tour of the house.
Louis: *picks the rest of his bags up; nods* Sounds good to me.
Gloria: *gets a text message; reads it* Oh, Charles. Harold and Liam will be home soon. They are at the baseball field with Niall and Zayn.
Charles: *nods; looks at Louis* Harold and Liam are your foster brothers.
Gloria: *smiles* Harold prefers to be called Harry, though.
Louis: *nods; bites his lip* Ms. Saunders didn't mention brothers.
Gloria: *starts walking toward the house; smiles* We asked her not to. We wanted it to be a surprise.
Charles: *opens the double doors; sets Louis' bags down* Just set your bags down right here. Mr. Chancellor will take them to your room.
Louis: *confused* Mr. Chancellor?
Gloria: *smiles* Our butler. We also have a chef and a few maids.
Louis: *nods; feels out of place*
Charles: *puts a hand on his shoulder* I know it's different from your other homes, but this will be your last. We promise.
Louis: *forces a smile; claps his hands together* So.. How about that tour?
Charles: *smiles* Right! Well.. This is our foyer.
Louis: *eyes widen a little; bites his lip* It's.. Beautiful.
Gloria: *smiles* I designed this whole house. *leads him to another room* Here's the family room.
Charles: *smiles; opens a door* Here's the living room. This is just for show for Gloria's clients.
Gloria: *smiles* I'm an interior designer. *walks through a swinging door* And, here is our kitchen.
Louis: *walks in; eyes widen* This is amazing. I love to cook.
Gloria: *smiles* Oh, honey. You don't have to cook. That's what our chef is for.
Charles: *puts a hand on Gloria's back* Now, Gloria. If Lou wants to cook, he can. We don't have to stop him. Now, let's show you to your room and bathroom. *smiles*
Louis: *looks at him* My room and bathroom?
Gloria: *smiles* Why, of course. We know how much privacy means to the kids, so each boy has their own bathroom. *walks up a staircase, with them following behind; comes to a set of doors* Ah, here we are.
Charles: *smiles* Go ahead, Louis. Open the doors.
Louis: *nods; opens the doors; eyes widen* Oh, my God.. This is amazing. This is my room?
Gloria: *laughs softly* Yes, silly! This is all yours. Your bathroom is just through that door. *points to a door*
Louis: *walks over to the door; opens it; jaw drops* Oh, Lord..
Gloria: *hears shouting downstairs; smiles* That will be the boys. So, Louis. When you're done unpacking, come downstairs and meet your brothers.
Louis: *nods; smiles softly* I'll be down shortly.
Gloria: *smiles; leaves with Charles; walks downstairs* Hello, boys.
Harry: *smiles; http://surfme.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/1df_0046-1.jpg * Mum, can Niall and Zayn stay the night?
Gloria: *smiles a little* Let's wait until we see how Louis takes to them, okay?
Liam: *looks at her; http://www.happyfame.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/buK-1.jpg ; smiles a little* He's here? Already?
Gloria: *nods; smiles* He just got in about a half hour ago.
Louis: *walks downstairs, a little nervous; takes a deep breath; looks at everyone; clears his throat*
Gloria: *turns around; smiles* Louis! You're down so quick.
Louis: *nods; smiles a little*
Gloria: *smiles* Well, Louis. This is Liam and Harold. Boys, say hi.
Liam: *holds his hand out; smiles* Hi, Louis. It's nice to finally meet you. Welcome to the family!
Louis: *shakes his hand; relaxes a little* Thank you. It's nice to meet you, too.
Gloria: *looks at Harry; sighs* Harold..
Harry: *rolls his eyes* It's Harry, Mother. Harry. *walks up to Louis; holds his hand out* Nice to meet you.
Louis: *shakes his hand, locking eyes with him; feels sparks shoot through his body* Nice.. To meet you, too. Harry.
to his iPod; looks out the window, watching houses go by; http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls2y81iB5F1qhbsgwo1_500.png *
Taxi driver: *slowly pulls up to a house, stopping; looks back at Louis* Need help with your bags, sir?
Louis: *stares at the house for a minute, biting his lip; takes his headphones out; looks at the taxi driver* What part of town is this?
Taxi driver: *laughs a little* The richest part in town. I'm assuming you have family here?
Louis: *looks at him; sighs; grips the door handle* You could say that. *opens the door, stepping out; shuts the car door, looking up at the house*
Woman: *looks out the window; smiles wide* Charles! Charles, he's here!
Charles: *walks to her, smiling* Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go meet him! *walks outside with her*
Louis: *gets his bags out of the trunk, sighing; thinks: Why would a family like this need a foster child?*
Charles: *walks up to him; http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxd9BEf7ITY/TiNx7qspvXI/AAAAAAAABts/XdYayz1cO6M/s1600/Tom+Cruise+Pelvis.jpg ; holds his hand out* Hello, son! I'm Charles, your foster dad.
Louis: *forces a smile; shakes his hand* I'm Louis.
Charles: *smiles* A British accent! Wow, we didn't know that about you.
Louis: *rubs the back of his neck; nods* I was born in Doncaster. I was sent to the States about a year and a half ago.
Charles: *nods* Yeah, your social worker said something about that. I remember now. *sees his wife walking up; smiles* Louis, this is your foster mom. Gloria.
Gloria: *smiles; brings Louis into an embrace; http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zsreNasS0yY/TrTvHnoa--I/AAAAAAAAM4k/0oykYRYuQXs/s1600/Katie+Holmes+Tatler+Magazine+Photoshoot+August+2005-2.jpg * Hello, Louis! It's so wonderful to finally meet you.
Louis: *pulls back slowly; nods* It's nice to meet you, too, Gloria.
Charles: *picks a few of his bags up* Let's get these inside. We'll give you a tour of the house.
Louis: *picks the rest of his bags up; nods* Sounds good to me.
Gloria: *gets a text message; reads it* Oh, Charles. Harold and Liam will be home soon. They are at the baseball field with Niall and Zayn.
Charles: *nods; looks at Louis* Harold and Liam are your foster brothers.
Gloria: *smiles* Harold prefers to be called Harry, though.
Louis: *nods; bites his lip* Ms. Saunders didn't mention brothers.
Gloria: *starts walking toward the house; smiles* We asked her not to. We wanted it to be a surprise.
Charles: *opens the double doors; sets Louis' bags down* Just set your bags down right here. Mr. Chancellor will take them to your room.
Louis: *confused* Mr. Chancellor?
Gloria: *smiles* Our butler. We also have a chef and a few maids.
Louis: *nods; feels out of place*
Charles: *puts a hand on his shoulder* I know it's different from your other homes, but this will be your last. We promise.
Louis: *forces a smile; claps his hands together* So.. How about that tour?
Charles: *smiles* Right! Well.. This is our foyer.
Louis: *eyes widen a little; bites his lip* It's.. Beautiful.
Gloria: *smiles* I designed this whole house. *leads him to another room* Here's the family room.
Charles: *smiles; opens a door* Here's the living room. This is just for show for Gloria's clients.
Gloria: *smiles* I'm an interior designer. *walks through a swinging door* And, here is our kitchen.
Louis: *walks in; eyes widen* This is amazing. I love to cook.
Gloria: *smiles* Oh, honey. You don't have to cook. That's what our chef is for.
Charles: *puts a hand on Gloria's back* Now, Gloria. If Lou wants to cook, he can. We don't have to stop him. Now, let's show you to your room and bathroom. *smiles*
Louis: *looks at him* My room and bathroom?
Gloria: *smiles* Why, of course. We know how much privacy means to the kids, so each boy has their own bathroom. *walks up a staircase, with them following behind; comes to a set of doors* Ah, here we are.
Charles: *smiles* Go ahead, Louis. Open the doors.
Louis: *nods; opens the doors; eyes widen* Oh, my God.. This is amazing. This is my room?
Gloria: *laughs softly* Yes, silly! This is all yours. Your bathroom is just through that door. *points to a door*
Louis: *walks over to the door; opens it; jaw drops* Oh, Lord..
Gloria: *hears shouting downstairs; smiles* That will be the boys. So, Louis. When you're done unpacking, come downstairs and meet your brothers.
Louis: *nods; smiles softly* I'll be down shortly.
Gloria: *smiles; leaves with Charles; walks downstairs* Hello, boys.
Harry: *smiles; http://surfme.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/1df_0046-1.jpg * Mum, can Niall and Zayn stay the night?
Gloria: *smiles a little* Let's wait until we see how Louis takes to them, okay?
Liam: *looks at her; http://www.happyfame.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/buK-1.jpg ; smiles a little* He's here? Already?
Gloria: *nods; smiles* He just got in about a half hour ago.
Louis: *walks downstairs, a little nervous; takes a deep breath; looks at everyone; clears his throat*
Gloria: *turns around; smiles* Louis! You're down so quick.
Louis: *nods; smiles a little*
Gloria: *smiles* Well, Louis. This is Liam and Harold. Boys, say hi.
Liam: *holds his hand out; smiles* Hi, Louis. It's nice to finally meet you. Welcome to the family!
Louis: *shakes his hand; relaxes a little* Thank you. It's nice to meet you, too.
Gloria: *looks at Harry; sighs* Harold..
Harry: *rolls his eyes* It's Harry, Mother. Harry. *walks up to Louis; holds his hand out* Nice to meet you.
Louis: *shakes his hand, locking eyes with him; feels sparks shoot through his body* Nice.. To meet you, too. Harry.
Chapter Two: "Niall and Zayn."
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Harry: *feels the same; slowly pulls his hand away; smiles a little* Right. Well.. Wanna hang out with a couple of friends of ours?
Louis: *bites his lip* I don't know. Will they like me?
Liam: *laughs a little* Of course they will. Why wouldn't they?
Louis: *shrugs* They don't know me.
Harry: *looks at him* Well, neither do we. But, we're trying to get to know you. We just figured.. if you're going to be our friend, then you could be their friend, too.
Louis: *nods a little* Okay, sure.
Harry: *smiles* Well, they'll be over in about an hour. Do you have swimming trunks?
Louis: *bites his lip; shakes his head* No, sorry..
Harry: *nods* Well, I have an extra pair. Let's head up to my room and see if we can't find you a pair. *smiles; walks up to his room*
Louis: *follows him* You don't have to, you know? I don't have to swim.
Harry: *opens his door, walking into his room* Nonsense.
Louis: *walks in, slowly; eyes widen* Wow...
Harry: *looks at him; smiles* Yeah, I designed it myself.
Louis: It's.. beautiful. *smiles softly*
Harry: *sits on his bed; takes his shoes off* It's just a bedroom.
Louis: *nods* Well, with my other families, I was used to sleeping in the living room. Or, in the basement. *shrugs* Wherever my foster parents wanted me.
Harry: *bites his lip* Well, you have your own room, now. No more sleeping in the living room, or the basement. You'll sleep in your own bed.
Louis: *smiles a little* I'm glad I left my last family. They were horrible to me.
Harry: *walks over to his dresser; opens a drawer; starts looking through it* What were they doing that was so bad?
Louis: *scratches the back of his neck* I don't really want to talk about it right now.
Liam: *walks in* Hey, Niall and Zayn just pulled in.
Harry: *grabs two pairs of swim trunks; hands one to Louis* They're early.
Louis: *bites his lip* I'm gonna go change.
Harry: *pulls his shirt off* You can change in here. We're all guys. We all know what a dick looks like.
Louis: *turns red a little; bites his lip* Well.. I'm gay, so I think it'd be pretty weird.
Liam: *eyes widen a little* You're gay? Really?
Louis: *nods* Yeah, it's half the reason why I've been moved around so much. Now, if you'll excuse me. *walks away to his bedroom*
Liam: *looks at Harry* Did you hear that, Haz?
Harry: *changes into his swim trunks; turns to look at him; http://www.usmagazine.com/uploads/assets/articles/51276-one-directions-harry-styles-reveals-ripped-beach-bod/1334064058_harry-styles-one-direction-article.jpg * Yeah, I heard it. What about it?
Liam: *bites his lip* Harry, I know. I see the way you look at guys.
Harry: *bites his lip* I'm not gay, Li. I'm not.
Liam: *sighs; nods* Whatever you say.
-Outside-
Louis: *walks outside, biting his lip; http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3sqqvCh3S1ruv7dqo2_1280.jpg*
Niall: *looks at Louis; http://surfme.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/505752501.jpg ; walks to him; holds his hand out* You must be Louis. I'm Niall.
Louis: *shakes his hand* Um, my name is pronounced like L-O-U-I-E. The 's' is silent.
Niall: *blushes a little; nods* My bad. I'm sorry..
Louis: *smiles a little* It's nice to meet you, Niall. *walks toward the pool, looking down at it*
Zayn: *walks up; taps his shoulder*
Louis: *turns around; eyes widen a little; clears his throat* Yes?
Zayn: *smiles softly; holds his hand out; http://surfme.files.wordpress.com/2012/04/1123.jpg * I'm Zayn Malik. It's a pleasure to meet you.
Louis: *shakes his hand, smiling a little* I'm Louis. It's nice to meet you, too.
Zayn: *smiles* Well, Harry and Liam should be out soon. And, Mr. Styles is planning on grilling out. He's a great cook.
Louis: *nods, biting his lip* I'm not really hungry, actually. I ate on the plane.
Zayn: *nods* Well, I'm sure your dad will understand.
Louis: *bites his lip* He's not my dad. I was taken away from my parents.
Zayn: *bites his lip; nods* I'm sorry. I just.. Since you're living with them now, I just figured--
Louis: *shakes his head* It's fine. Don't worry about it.
Harry: *walks out; sees Louis; smiles* I see you met Zayn and Niall, then. Ready to swim?
Louis: *looks at him, biting his lip* I think for now, I'll just stick my feet in.
Harry: *nods; walks to the diving board* Suit yourself. *dives in the water*
Louis: *sighs softly; sits on the edge of the pool; sticks his feet in the water*
Niall: *sits next to him; sticks his feet in; smiles at him* I always do this first, too. I can't just jump in like everyone else.
Louis: *smiles a little* I don't usually like to swim.
Niall: *shrugs a little* It's a good workout. That's how I usually work out. I just swim laps.
Louis: *nods; looks at Zayn swimming; bites his lip* So, how long have you been friends with Harry and Liam?
Niall: *smiles* For years, now. We were on a soccer team together.
Louis: *nods* Soccer is called football in the UK.
Niall: *nods; smiles* I'm Irish. My grandparents live in Ireland, and when I call them, they always say they're watching football. I have to keep in mind that they mean soccer and not the American sport football.
Louis: *makes a face* I don't understand why they call it football. The ball never touches the ground.
Niall: *laughs softly* That's true.
Zayn: *swims over to Niall; grabs his hands, pulling him into the water; laughs*
Niall: *spits water out; splashes him* Jerk! I was making a new friend!
Zayn: *swims away* Catch me if you can!
Niall: *starts swimming after him; grabs his legs, pulling Zayn to him; smiles softly* Gotcha.
Zayn: *cups his cheeks; smiles* Always. *kisses him softly*
Louis: *watches them, biting his lip*
Liam: *sits next to him; puts an arm around him* Don't worry. We'll find you a man.
Louis: *blushes slightly* No, I'm not looking for a man. I just want to get settled in. *glances at Harry* Maybe, when I'm used to everything, then I'll start looking for one.
Louis: *bites his lip* I don't know. Will they like me?
Liam: *laughs a little* Of course they will. Why wouldn't they?
Louis: *shrugs* They don't know me.
Harry: *looks at him* Well, neither do we. But, we're trying to get to know you. We just figured.. if you're going to be our friend, then you could be their friend, too.
Louis: *nods a little* Okay, sure.
Harry: *smiles* Well, they'll be over in about an hour. Do you have swimming trunks?
Louis: *bites his lip; shakes his head* No, sorry..
Harry: *nods* Well, I have an extra pair. Let's head up to my room and see if we can't find you a pair. *smiles; walks up to his room*
Louis: *follows him* You don't have to, you know? I don't have to swim.
Harry: *opens his door, walking into his room* Nonsense.
Louis: *walks in, slowly; eyes widen* Wow...
Harry: *looks at him; smiles* Yeah, I designed it myself.
Louis: It's.. beautiful. *smiles softly*
Harry: *sits on his bed; takes his shoes off* It's just a bedroom.
Louis: *nods* Well, with my other families, I was used to sleeping in the living room. Or, in the basement. *shrugs* Wherever my foster parents wanted me.
Harry: *bites his lip* Well, you have your own room, now. No more sleeping in the living room, or the basement. You'll sleep in your own bed.
Louis: *smiles a little* I'm glad I left my last family. They were horrible to me.
Harry: *walks over to his dresser; opens a drawer; starts looking through it* What were they doing that was so bad?
Louis: *scratches the back of his neck* I don't really want to talk about it right now.
Liam: *walks in* Hey, Niall and Zayn just pulled in.
Harry: *grabs two pairs of swim trunks; hands one to Louis* They're early.
Louis: *bites his lip* I'm gonna go change.
Harry: *pulls his shirt off* You can change in here. We're all guys. We all know what a dick looks like.
Louis: *turns red a little; bites his lip* Well.. I'm gay, so I think it'd be pretty weird.
Liam: *eyes widen a little* You're gay? Really?
Louis: *nods* Yeah, it's half the reason why I've been moved around so much. Now, if you'll excuse me. *walks away to his bedroom*
Liam: *looks at Harry* Did you hear that, Haz?
Harry: *changes into his swim trunks; turns to look at him; http://www.usmagazine.com/uploads/assets/articles/51276-one-directions-harry-styles-reveals-ripped-beach-bod/1334064058_harry-styles-one-direction-article.jpg * Yeah, I heard it. What about it?
Liam: *bites his lip* Harry, I know. I see the way you look at guys.
Harry: *bites his lip* I'm not gay, Li. I'm not.
Liam: *sighs; nods* Whatever you say.
-Outside-
Louis: *walks outside, biting his lip; http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3sqqvCh3S1ruv7dqo2_1280.jpg*
Niall: *looks at Louis; http://surfme.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/505752501.jpg ; walks to him; holds his hand out* You must be Louis. I'm Niall.
Louis: *shakes his hand* Um, my name is pronounced like L-O-U-I-E. The 's' is silent.
Niall: *blushes a little; nods* My bad. I'm sorry..
Louis: *smiles a little* It's nice to meet you, Niall. *walks toward the pool, looking down at it*
Zayn: *walks up; taps his shoulder*
Louis: *turns around; eyes widen a little; clears his throat* Yes?
Zayn: *smiles softly; holds his hand out; http://surfme.files.wordpress.com/2012/04/1123.jpg * I'm Zayn Malik. It's a pleasure to meet you.
Louis: *shakes his hand, smiling a little* I'm Louis. It's nice to meet you, too.
Zayn: *smiles* Well, Harry and Liam should be out soon. And, Mr. Styles is planning on grilling out. He's a great cook.
Louis: *nods, biting his lip* I'm not really hungry, actually. I ate on the plane.
Zayn: *nods* Well, I'm sure your dad will understand.
Louis: *bites his lip* He's not my dad. I was taken away from my parents.
Zayn: *bites his lip; nods* I'm sorry. I just.. Since you're living with them now, I just figured--
Louis: *shakes his head* It's fine. Don't worry about it.
Harry: *walks out; sees Louis; smiles* I see you met Zayn and Niall, then. Ready to swim?
Louis: *looks at him, biting his lip* I think for now, I'll just stick my feet in.
Harry: *nods; walks to the diving board* Suit yourself. *dives in the water*
Louis: *sighs softly; sits on the edge of the pool; sticks his feet in the water*
Niall: *sits next to him; sticks his feet in; smiles at him* I always do this first, too. I can't just jump in like everyone else.
Louis: *smiles a little* I don't usually like to swim.
Niall: *shrugs a little* It's a good workout. That's how I usually work out. I just swim laps.
Louis: *nods; looks at Zayn swimming; bites his lip* So, how long have you been friends with Harry and Liam?
Niall: *smiles* For years, now. We were on a soccer team together.
Louis: *nods* Soccer is called football in the UK.
Niall: *nods; smiles* I'm Irish. My grandparents live in Ireland, and when I call them, they always say they're watching football. I have to keep in mind that they mean soccer and not the American sport football.
Louis: *makes a face* I don't understand why they call it football. The ball never touches the ground.
Niall: *laughs softly* That's true.
Zayn: *swims over to Niall; grabs his hands, pulling him into the water; laughs*
Niall: *spits water out; splashes him* Jerk! I was making a new friend!
Zayn: *swims away* Catch me if you can!
Niall: *starts swimming after him; grabs his legs, pulling Zayn to him; smiles softly* Gotcha.
Zayn: *cups his cheeks; smiles* Always. *kisses him softly*
Louis: *watches them, biting his lip*
Liam: *sits next to him; puts an arm around him* Don't worry. We'll find you a man.
Louis: *blushes slightly* No, I'm not looking for a man. I just want to get settled in. *glances at Harry* Maybe, when I'm used to everything, then I'll start looking for one.
Chapter Three: "Give Me Time."
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-Later-
Louis: *in his room, putting his clothes away; has music playing from his
iPod; http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/17900000/Louis-louis-tomlinson-17938829-396-594.jpg*
Harry: *knocks on the open door; http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/25000000/-Harry-Styles-harry-styles-25063435-500-375.jpg* Knock, knock.
Louis: *turns and looks at him; smiles a little* Hey, come on in.
Harry: *walks in; looks around* My mom did good. She wouldn't let Liam and I see the room until you moved in.
Louis: *closes his dresser drawers; walks over to the bed, sitting down* Yeah... It's a lot nicer than what I'm used to.
Harry: *walks over; sits down on his chair* I know you're not ready to talk about your past families, but I want you to know that I'm here. You can confide in me.
Louis: *bites his lip; nods* I'm not too open about that.
Harry: *nods* I can't imagine what you've been through.
Louis: *looks at him for a minute; sighs* Why did your parents want a foster child?
Harry: *bites his lip* Well, my parents have always wanted three children. They got into a car wreck a few years back, and my mom's unable to have any more kids. And she's always hated the whole diaper phase, and she didn't want all of us to be too far apart in age. So, they wanted someone who's close to Liam and I.
Louis: *nods* Well, I'm sorry to hear that.
Harry: *nods* Well, it could have been worse. So, I'd rather it be her not having any more kids than her laying in a grave.
Louis: *nods; walks over to his window; pulls the curtains back, opening the window*
Harry: *watching him* We have air conditioning.
Louis: *shrugs* Sometimes I like fresh air.
Harry: *stands up, biting his lip* Do you not like me?
Louis: *turns around, looking at him* Excuse me?
Harry: *takes a step toward him* You act like you hate me.
Louis: *shakes his head; looks at him* Well, when you've moved around as much as I have, you'd want to be distant with people, too. As soon as I got close to anyone or made friends, I got taken away from them.
Harry: *walks to him; talks softly* You're here to stay, Louis. My parents love you already. They're not going to give you away.
Louis: *looks away from him, holding in a sigh* You have to give me time.
Harry: *touches his chin, turning his face toward his; whispers* Take all the time you need. *kisses him very softly*
Louis: *in his room, putting his clothes away; has music playing from his
iPod; http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/17900000/Louis-louis-tomlinson-17938829-396-594.jpg*
Harry: *knocks on the open door; http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/25000000/-Harry-Styles-harry-styles-25063435-500-375.jpg* Knock, knock.
Louis: *turns and looks at him; smiles a little* Hey, come on in.
Harry: *walks in; looks around* My mom did good. She wouldn't let Liam and I see the room until you moved in.
Louis: *closes his dresser drawers; walks over to the bed, sitting down* Yeah... It's a lot nicer than what I'm used to.
Harry: *walks over; sits down on his chair* I know you're not ready to talk about your past families, but I want you to know that I'm here. You can confide in me.
Louis: *bites his lip; nods* I'm not too open about that.
Harry: *nods* I can't imagine what you've been through.
Louis: *looks at him for a minute; sighs* Why did your parents want a foster child?
Harry: *bites his lip* Well, my parents have always wanted three children. They got into a car wreck a few years back, and my mom's unable to have any more kids. And she's always hated the whole diaper phase, and she didn't want all of us to be too far apart in age. So, they wanted someone who's close to Liam and I.
Louis: *nods* Well, I'm sorry to hear that.
Harry: *nods* Well, it could have been worse. So, I'd rather it be her not having any more kids than her laying in a grave.
Louis: *nods; walks over to his window; pulls the curtains back, opening the window*
Harry: *watching him* We have air conditioning.
Louis: *shrugs* Sometimes I like fresh air.
Harry: *stands up, biting his lip* Do you not like me?
Louis: *turns around, looking at him* Excuse me?
Harry: *takes a step toward him* You act like you hate me.
Louis: *shakes his head; looks at him* Well, when you've moved around as much as I have, you'd want to be distant with people, too. As soon as I got close to anyone or made friends, I got taken away from them.
Harry: *walks to him; talks softly* You're here to stay, Louis. My parents love you already. They're not going to give you away.
Louis: *looks away from him, holding in a sigh* You have to give me time.
Harry: *touches his chin, turning his face toward his; whispers* Take all the time you need. *kisses him very softly*
Chapter Four: "What the Hell?!"
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Louis: *pushes him away; tears up* What the hell are you doing?!
Harry: *bites his lip; takes a step back from him* Lou, I'm sorry. I just thought...
Louis: *gives him a look* You just thought what?! Because I'm gay I want to kiss every guy I see?!
Harry: *shakes his head fast; feels really bad* No, Louis. That's not it at all. *takes a deep breath; lowers his voice* I'm gay, too..
Louis: *bites his lip* What?
Harry: *nods; looks down* When I shook hands with you, it was then that I knew I was truly gay. I've been trying to fight it for so long, because I know my parents would be disappointed.
Louis: *looks at him* W-What?
Harry: *looks up at him; bites his lip* They wouldn't be disappointed that I'm gay. They would just be disappointed in the fact that I haven't been honest with them.
Louis: *takes a deep breath* Well, I wouldn't hide it anymore. The sooner you let it out, the happier you'll be. *walks to his dresser; grabs some clothes*
Harry: *walks to him; touches his shoulder* I'm sorry for kissing you, Lou. I really am.
Louis: *shakes his head* Forget it. *turns around, facing him* I'm taking a shower then going to bed. We have school tomorrow.
Harry: *removes his hand from his shoulder; sighs softly; nods* Have a good night's sleep. Sweet dreams. *walks to his room*
Louis: *closes his door, locking it; leans against it; touches his lips softly; smiles very softly*
-Next day-
Liam: *walks into Harry's room; http://www.youngmalecelebs.net/galleries/payne/Payne006.jpg ; shakes him awake* Dude, get up! We're going to be late for school.
Harry: *groans; rubs his eyes* I'm up, I'm up.
Liam: *sighs* Louis, Niall, and Zayn are already downstairs, waiting for your lazy ass.
Harry: *nods; sits up* Give me ten minutes.
Liam: *nods; walks downstairs; looks at the guys* He'll be down in about ten minutes.
Niall: *smiles; http://www1.pictures.zimbio.com/pc/Niall+Horan+Cher+Lloyd+London+Hotel+XkNzm8RVtADl.jpg * We'll still have enough time to stop for breakfast. Where should we go?
Zayn: *pulls two cigarettes out of his pack; puts one in his mouth, and one behind his ear; walks to the door; http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7QQ9bqMNPfU/TvwpIp6TE5I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/d8on7xWM_2c/s1600/tumblr_ljgt7zU2Lv1qh9wixo1_500.jpg * I could go for some McDonald's.
Niall: *smiles at him* You know me so well.
Zayn: *winks at him; walks outside*
Liam: *looks at Niall* So, how long have you two been together?
Niall: *smiles softly* It'll be one year on the 17th.
Liam: *smiles; ruffles Niall's hair* I'm happy for you two. Really.
Louis: *sitting on the couch, thinking about the kiss from last night; http://www.iphonewallpapersdownload.com/thumbnails/large_Louis_Tomlinson_61838.jpg ; looks towards the stairs; sees Harry coming down; bites his lip, hard*
Harry: *smiles a little at Louis; looks at the guys; http://www.mmm-mag.com/One-Direction's-Harry-Styles-wants-to-cut-his-hair.jpg * So, has Niall decided where we're eating?
Liam: *nods* McDonald's. So, let's hurry before we're too late for school. *walks outside with Niall*
Louis: *stands up; grabs his bag, putting it over his shoulder; starts walking toward the door*
Harry: *walks to him; grabs his wrist* Lou?
Louis: *looks at him, feeling sparks from his touch* Yeah?
Harry: *bites his lip* Are we... Okay?
Harry: *bites his lip; takes a step back from him* Lou, I'm sorry. I just thought...
Louis: *gives him a look* You just thought what?! Because I'm gay I want to kiss every guy I see?!
Harry: *shakes his head fast; feels really bad* No, Louis. That's not it at all. *takes a deep breath; lowers his voice* I'm gay, too..
Louis: *bites his lip* What?
Harry: *nods; looks down* When I shook hands with you, it was then that I knew I was truly gay. I've been trying to fight it for so long, because I know my parents would be disappointed.
Louis: *looks at him* W-What?
Harry: *looks up at him; bites his lip* They wouldn't be disappointed that I'm gay. They would just be disappointed in the fact that I haven't been honest with them.
Louis: *takes a deep breath* Well, I wouldn't hide it anymore. The sooner you let it out, the happier you'll be. *walks to his dresser; grabs some clothes*
Harry: *walks to him; touches his shoulder* I'm sorry for kissing you, Lou. I really am.
Louis: *shakes his head* Forget it. *turns around, facing him* I'm taking a shower then going to bed. We have school tomorrow.
Harry: *removes his hand from his shoulder; sighs softly; nods* Have a good night's sleep. Sweet dreams. *walks to his room*
Louis: *closes his door, locking it; leans against it; touches his lips softly; smiles very softly*
-Next day-
Liam: *walks into Harry's room; http://www.youngmalecelebs.net/galleries/payne/Payne006.jpg ; shakes him awake* Dude, get up! We're going to be late for school.
Harry: *groans; rubs his eyes* I'm up, I'm up.
Liam: *sighs* Louis, Niall, and Zayn are already downstairs, waiting for your lazy ass.
Harry: *nods; sits up* Give me ten minutes.
Liam: *nods; walks downstairs; looks at the guys* He'll be down in about ten minutes.
Niall: *smiles; http://www1.pictures.zimbio.com/pc/Niall+Horan+Cher+Lloyd+London+Hotel+XkNzm8RVtADl.jpg * We'll still have enough time to stop for breakfast. Where should we go?
Zayn: *pulls two cigarettes out of his pack; puts one in his mouth, and one behind his ear; walks to the door; http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7QQ9bqMNPfU/TvwpIp6TE5I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/d8on7xWM_2c/s1600/tumblr_ljgt7zU2Lv1qh9wixo1_500.jpg * I could go for some McDonald's.
Niall: *smiles at him* You know me so well.
Zayn: *winks at him; walks outside*
Liam: *looks at Niall* So, how long have you two been together?
Niall: *smiles softly* It'll be one year on the 17th.
Liam: *smiles; ruffles Niall's hair* I'm happy for you two. Really.
Louis: *sitting on the couch, thinking about the kiss from last night; http://www.iphonewallpapersdownload.com/thumbnails/large_Louis_Tomlinson_61838.jpg ; looks towards the stairs; sees Harry coming down; bites his lip, hard*
Harry: *smiles a little at Louis; looks at the guys; http://www.mmm-mag.com/One-Direction's-Harry-Styles-wants-to-cut-his-hair.jpg * So, has Niall decided where we're eating?
Liam: *nods* McDonald's. So, let's hurry before we're too late for school. *walks outside with Niall*
Louis: *stands up; grabs his bag, putting it over his shoulder; starts walking toward the door*
Harry: *walks to him; grabs his wrist* Lou?
Louis: *looks at him, feeling sparks from his touch* Yeah?
Harry: *bites his lip* Are we... Okay?