"Hello?" I hear a woman's voice. 'Harry's Mom?'

"Hi. Is this Harry's place?" I ask.

"Yes, but I'm afraid I don't recognise your voice."

"Sorry, I'm Louis Tomlinson, a friend of Harry's."

"Oh, I'm Harry's mother. Do you want me to put Harry on the line, if he speaks to you, that is." She laughs.

"No, he doesn't. But he left his book bag and phone in a hurry and his homework is in here."

"That careless boy! Would you mind terribly to drop it off here?"

"No, Mrs Styles, I don't mind, but I don't have your address."

"I'll text it to Harry's number if that's okay?"

"That's fine."

"Thank you, Louis." She says and hangs up.

Once I get the address, I get into my car and drive to Harry's place. I ring the doorbell and wait for the door to open.

The door swings open to reveal Harry on the other side. His eyes widen in panic and he tries to shut the door but I jam my foot between the door. 'Ow. That hurt like a bitch.' I wince.

"Calm down Harry!!! I'm not here to hurt you. You left your stuff behind in the music room so I just came to return that." I slide the bag off my shoulder and hold it out to him but he doesn't take it.

"Who's there, Harry?" I hear his mother's voice. She comes to the door. "Hi, are you Louis?" She asks.

"Yes."

"Come in, Louis," she turns to Harry "what is this Harry? The poor boy came all the way here to return your things and you don't even invite him in?"

She ushers me inside before I can protest, taking the bag from me. She tells me to make myself at home and I reluctantly sit down. Mum is expecting me home after all. I decide to quickly text her saying I'd be late. Harry starts going to his room but his mother stops him.

"Where do you think you're going, young man? Sit here and give your friend some company."

He sits as far away from me as possible 'Rude.' I mentally pout. "Harry you also left your phone." I hold it out to him.

He looks at my hand with fear. I sense that something is wrong so I just cautiously put it on the coffee table and slide it towards him. "I'm just going to leave it here, okay?"

He shakily picks it up and pockets it fearfully. Mrs Styles comes back with two steaming mugs in her hands. "Some coffee for you guys." She says the mugs on the table.

"Thank you, Mrs Styles."

"Anne, please, Louis."

"Anne." I concede.

I pick up my mug and blow on it, taking a tiny sip observing Harry's fearful attitude over the rim.

He has himself tucked away into a corner and is tentatively sipping his coffee. The sight is so sad, it just makes me want to wrap him up and shield him from everything.

"Harry..." I reach out to touch his arm but he recoils covering himself with his hands. "I won't hurt you, I promise." I whisper.

He violently shakes his head and I see tears falling from his eyes making me panic. "No, Harry, please don't cry. I'll leave okay? I'm going, just please don't cry." I quickly get up, downing the last of my coffee, I place my mug in the sink. "Thank you for the coffee, Anne. I'll be heading back home now."

"Come over anytime, Louis, it isn't often that Harry has people over."

I smile and walk out of the kitchen. Before leaving I turn to Harry and say "Bye Harry. I'll see you at school tomorrow. And I know you don't like to speak, so, you're welcome anyway. And yeah, you sing beautifully. I'd like to hear more of that." With that I walk out.

"Mum! I'm home!" I call out once I enter my house.

"Louis!! How was your day, love?" Mum asks coming out of her room and hugging me.

"It was good mum, how was yours?"

"Oh your sisters are a handful!" Mum sighs with exasperation.

"That reminds me, where are Daisy, Phoebe and Lottie?"

"Lottie is up in her room and Daisy and Phoebe are at a friend place."

I nod. "I'm going to go take a shower. I'm kind of tired."

"Sure. How does pasta sound for dinner?"

"Perfect." I peck her cheek and go to my room. Dropping my bag on my desk chair, I hop into the shower.

I can't help but think of how terrified Harry looked when I reached out to text him. 'What was that all about anyway?' I decide to text him

I wait for a while. It shows he's read my text but he won't respond.

"Louis!" I hear mum calling me.

"Yes mum?" I ask rushing downstairs.

"Can you pick up Daisy and Phoebe from their friend's place? I texted you the address."

"Sure, mum. Be back soon." I pick up my car keys and drive to the address. I knock on the door and wait. The door opens and I'm surprised to see Eleanor on the other side.

"Eleanor?"

"Louis, what are you doing here?"

"I must have the wrong address, Mum sent me to pick Daisy and Phoebe, I mean, my sisters."

"They're your sisters? I'll just go get them." She goes in and comes back with them.

"Louis!!" Daisy runs to me and jumps into my arms.

"Hey there, little one. How's my girl?" I ask as Phoebe comes over and hugs me, or rather my legs since she's so tiny.

"I missed you LouLou." Daisy kisses me.

"I missed you too." I say as I lift up Phoebe as well. "Let's go home yeah? Bye Eleanor." I seat and buckle up them in the car and drive home. They've fallen asleep. I smile. 'My walking balls of joy.' I do love them to death. I carry them inside and tuck them in before going to my room to get my homework done.

After a while Mum calls me for dinner and I thunder downstairs because I'm so hungry.

"Hey Lottie, Dan." I nod at each of them in turn.

"Hello Louis. How was your day at school." Dan asks.

"It was good thanks."

After dinner I retire to my room and finish off my remaining work and get into bed. I decide to text

Harry once more before I fall asleep.

With that done, I let sleep take over me.