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The two boys lounge on Harry’s bed watching trash TV until Niall’s stomach starts rumbling quite loudly.
”Harryyy” He whines,
”Is someone hungry?” Harry replies, patting Niall’s stomach.
”Yessssss. Now cook me fooodd!”
“I suppose I could make you something.”
Niall jumps up from the bed and drags Harry out with him. When he gets off the bed and stands, Niall picks him up off his feet and carries him bridal style to the kitchen, both of them laughing the whole way.
Until.
”Would you stop laughing?! It’s rather annoying, I mean, don’t get me wrong, not as much as your stutter but come ON!”
Harry stops laughing immediately and his stomachs drops, he was always insecure about his nervous stuttering and asked Niall to put him down.
”S-sorry” he mumbles quietly, looking at his feet
”Look up at me boy! Don’t be rude”
Harry looks up at the man and blue meets green.
His eyes were like big blue pools and he tried not to get lost in them, he also noticed his caramel colored hair, which was styled up into a quiff. He was wearing a black suit, with black vans on his feet.
The man looked Harry up and down and Harry suddenly felt insecure as he looked down at his own outfit and his cheeks flushed with embarrassment from the look of disapproval the man was giving him, presumably from his lilac hoodie he threw on earlier.
He looked back down at his feet as he tried to keep his keep his tears inside. Harry loved wearing colourful clothes but his mom despised it and made sure he knew that, she had always told him he looked like girl or it wasn’t what a normal kid would do but Niall always said he was jealous that he could pull those colours off so he kept wearing them.
Niall put an arm around his back protectively.
”Sorry for disturbing you but this is his house, soo” He says while making a motion with his hand, telling him to go away. Harry chuckled softly.
They heard him scoff and then walk away from them.
”Well. He seems like a complete dick.”
”Not really surprised. My mum did hire him.”
”Oh yeah. I-“ He gets cut off by his stomach rumbling again.
Harry laughs and starts to walk to the kitchen.
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After the boys finished eating they walked into the living room talking about what movie they should watch until Niall’s phone started ringing.
”It’s me mum, can you pick a movie and I’ll come in after?”
Harry nods in response and continues walking to the living room.
After he puts the movie in he flops down on the couch waiting for Niall to come back, lost in his thoughts until a voice interrupts them
”Harry! Me mum said I have to go home to meet someone, so I can’t stay the night today.”
”Oh, ok. Have fun Ni.” He says hugging him goodbye.
After Niall left Harry walked upstairs and into his room. He stripped down and hopped in bed, planning to take a quick nap before making himself dinner since all the chefs were sent home when his mum went away.
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Harry woke up to someone shaking him
”What the-“
He starts to say before he gets cut off
”There seems to be a problem in the kitchen.”
Harry frowns, “What?? A problem? What happened??”
”Theres a small fire on the stove.”
At this, Harry was about to jump out of bed, but he remembers his lack of clothing and stays put.
”O-ok. Um, can you like. Um. Leave for a s-sec?
He raises an eyebrow and then asks,
“Why? I don’t know where the fire extinguisher is and you live here so come on stop being a lazyass and help me out here!”
Harry flushes red and says,
”N-no I’m s-sorry I’m not try-trying to be l-lazy, I ju-just need to ch-change?”
He raises his eyebrow again but walks outside his room
Harry quickly jumps out of bed and pulls on some boxers, grey sweats and a light blue hoodie before rushing outside and runs as fast as he could to the kitchen.
When he gets there he sees the fire and his eyes widen in shock. He snaps out of it when he smells the smoke, he grabs the fire extinguisher from under the sink and puts it out.
After a moment of silence he speaks up
”Well, dude who almost burned my kitchen down, you hungry?”
”Its Louis, and sure.”
”Alright Louis what do you want?”
”I don’t care, whatever you have.”
Harry nods in response and looks through the pantry, looking at what ingredients he had left. He had to use them sparingly since his mum only gave him a little money for food, she says he gaining too much weight and as much as he loves Niall, sometimes he eats all his food so he doesn’t eat until his mum gets back or Niall brings him Nandos.
Niall doesn’t know about that though, and he wants to keep it that way.
”Is spaghetti ok?”
”Yeah sounds good”
”Ok, it’ll take like 20 minutes.”
Louis nods and hops up on the counter as he watches Harry cook.
”Your pantry is getting empty, you should go grocery shopping soon.”
“Oh, I uh. Um. Yeah. I will,” Harry says nervously.
After a few moments of silence Harry’s phone rings on the counter,
”Can you see who it is?”
”Yeah, sure.”
Louis picks up his phone and reads the name ‘Mother’
”Er, it’s your mum”
”Oh um, d-do you think you c-could answer her?” He asks in a quiet voice.
”Sure.” He says as he slides the button to answer and puts it on speaker so Harry could hear
”Hello Anne! This is Louis.”
”Oh! Hi Louis! Is Harry available?”
Harry tenses at the sound of her cheery voice, he hasn’t heard her talk like that for years.
”Yes, he’s cooking dinner for us right now, do you need him?”
”Yes, please.”
Louis took the phone off of speaker and hands it to Harry,
”H-hi mum”
”HAROLD what have I told you about speaking like that!?”
”I-I know, I’m s-sorry”
“Harold, don’t you dare eat dinner tonight, give it to Louis, I heard from Niall’s mum he painted your nails again.”
”O-ok. I won’t. I-I’m sorry mum” he says quietly, willing his tears not to fall.
“Good. And I won’t be sending you more money for food but make sure Louis always eats first!”
“I will. Bye mum, love you.”
Anne just hung up the phone, not bothering to return it.
Harry puts his phone into the pocket of with sweats and quickly finishes the noddles, plates them and hands them to Louis.
”There you go, I-I’m feeling rather tired so I’ll just head to bed”
”Um, ok? Goodnight.”
”Night,”
Harry runs to his bedroom and quickly strips down and hops in his bed, crying himself to sleep again.