Don't Let It Break Your Heart [L.S]

💚I Wanted You... But Not Like This💙

In the middle of the night, Harry hears a light knock on his bedroom door. He wasn't asleep yet, his thoughts wouldn't let him sleep. He was just lying awake, thinking about how he had wished to see Louis in the afternoon and wished the exact opposite by evening. How he was crying before because he wanted Louis in his life and then he was crying because Louis was now in his life.

He sighs when he hears the knock again before getting up and opening the door to a tiny boy in a Bugs Bunny onesie that he had gifted Niall on his birthday. Louis has the hood (that has bunny ears and Bugs Bunny's face printed on it) pulled up over his head, which is bowed as Louis looks at the floor.

Harry can only see the boy's cheeks which are tinted pink and he feels his breath hitch when the pretty boy looks up at him from under the hood. He bites his lip for a moment, just staring at Harry as the taller lad stares back.

"I-I left some stuff in this room when I slept here.. I need them back.. if you don't mind.." Louis whispers, while twiddling with his fingers. Jeez! He's voice and accent is so beautiful! Harry thinks. 'Stop thinking that, he's your brother now, you trashcan!' Basura yells and Harry sighs.

"Yeah.. yeah sure. Come in." He opens the door wider for Louis to get in. When the tiny boy walks past him, Harry notices the little, fluffy pom pom on the back of the onesie that makes it look like a bunny tail. Harry bites his lip, trying hard not to stare at Louis' cute little bum, which was not actually little. 'Perv!' Basura taunts and Harry rolls his eyes at his subconscious. He follows Louis' each move as he goes at the bedside table and pick up a sketch book, crayon box and a heart shaped stone which instantly grabs Harry's attention.

"What's that?" He asks, pointing at the stone in the smaller boy's hand.

"My mum's heart." He says and Harry furrows his eyebrows. "Oh.. I mean.. I have it since my mum died. It's actually a Labradorite Palm Stone. It was like a lucky charm to her because she had found this in the church on her birthday. She felt as if it was God's some kind of gift to her. She always referred it to be her heart." Louis wipes a stray tear on his cheek.

"Can I see it?" Harry asks, gently touching Louis' arm. He was touching him for the time and it was like a dream come true for both of them.

"Yeah, sure." Says Louis before handing the heart stone to Harry. The curly haired boy examines the stone so gently as if it were a real heart. "I always sleep with it under my pillow. I know it's stupid but it's a habit that I can't break since my mum died."