I wake up to my phone ringing. It's 3 am for fucks sake. I pick up my phone just as it stops ringing and groan. I check the contact ID. It says Harry. I quickly call back and he answers on the first ring.

"Louis I'm s-sorry for waking y-you. I'm o-okay. Just g-go back to sleep, y-yeah?" He whimpers out.

"Harry!! What's wrong? Why are you crying? Where are you?" I throw off my duvet and quickly get out, pulling on my shoes, holding my phone between my ear and shoulder.

"I'm o-okay, r-really! I'm at h-home."

"Leave your balcony door open, I'll be there in 10." I say hanging up before he can protest. I take out my car keys from my bedside drawer and run out being as quiet as possible. I back my car out of the garage and quickly drive to Harry's place. I pull into the driveway and rush to his balcony. I'm glad his room is right there and not on one of the many other floors. I enter through the balcony and see the room empty. At least I think it's empty until I hear a sob. I turn around and find Harry under the desk. I crawl under and try to pull him out. "NO DON'T TOUCH ME, NO!!!" He screams.

"Harry, shh, calm down, it's just me. It's Louis, love. Calm down."

He shakes his head and pushes me away, his hands over his ears. That's when I finally realise that he is having a panic attack. There is nothing I can do but wait because he won't let me touch him and starts screaming as I begin to speak. He eventually crawls out and wraps his arms around me. I pull him into my lap. "Shh, it's okay Hazza, I'm right here baby, it's okay, you're okay. I got you, love." I gently rub his back as he silently cries into me. I just sit there rocking him slowly till he finally calms down.

"I'm sorry you had to see that." he mumbles into my neck.

"It's okay, Haz, I'm here for you. Was that a panic attack?" I run my hands through his hair.

"Y-Yeah, they don't happen very often but when they do, they're horrible. You probably think I'm a freak." he tries to pull away but I only hold him tighter.

"No. I could never think badly of you." I murmur comfortingly. "Do you want to talk about what triggered your panic attack at three in the morning?"

"It was a nightmare about my past." he closes his eyes and tears roll down his cheeks.

"Oh, Harry!" I pull him closer if that's even possible and he clings on. "Harry please, just tell me what happened. I can help you."

"No Louis, you'd run away. I'm far too broken."

"I'd never run away from you, I don't care if you're too broken. I want to fix you." I mean it. I'd never run away from him.

"Some other day. Can you just hold me tonight?" he pleads and my heart breaks.

"Of course, love. Anything." He snuggles into me and sitting on the floor, I just cuddle him. His arms wrap tightly around me. I start humming and gently rock him like a baby, feeling him smile into my neck. He falls asleep after a while. I pick him up trying not to wake him and tuck him in. I slowly back away and before I can leave he wakes up.

"Don't go, Louis."

I kneel by him. "Sleep Harry. Mum will be worried if I'm not home."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be selfish. I feel scared."

"You're anything but selfish, love. It's okay, I'll stay."

"Thank you, Lou. I love you." He mumbles sleepily. My heart skips a beat and butterflies swoop in my stomach. I nearly giggle.

"I love you too Hazza." I say, lying down next to him. I set my alarm for 6:30 am, giving me enough time to back since mum knows better than to wake me on a Sunday. I let myself fall asleep holding the little curly haired boy I've grown so fond of.

-x-x-x-

My alarm wakes me up and I reach over to shut it off. When u turn back I see Harry smiling lazily.

"Oops." I laugh, not meaning to wake him

"Hi." He grins. "Why did you set an alarm?"

"I need to go home. If mum finds me away, I'm screwed. I'll see you later okay?" I get out of bed and lace my shoes.

"Okay." He smiles as I open the balcony door. "Hey Louis?" I turn around. "Thank you." I go back to him and hug him tight, kissing his forehead lovingly.

"You're welcome." He smiles wide and I leave.

I sneak into my room and lie down happily. Around 10 am my phone buzzes with a text. It's Zayn

I laugh and set my phone aside. well that's the end of Operation Ziam. I text Niall to let him know and let sleep overtake me

"WAKE UP LOULOU!!" I hear a loud scream.

"Shut up, lemme sleep." I turn away, my bed creaking because of my jumping figure.

"Lou!! You promised to take us out today." Another voice yells.

'Daisy and Phoebe!' I mentally groan. I sit up irritably. "Go away you monsters! I need my sleep. I'll take you out in the evening."

"LOUIS TOMLINSON!! I WANT YOU READY IN HALF AN HOUR TO TAKE YOUR SISTERS OUT!!" Mum screams and I sigh. Yup this is my Sunday. I get out of bed and get dressed and take my sisters out.