Don't Let Me Go || l.s.

Chapter 3 - A Not So Smooth-ie Move

Harry shrugged his backpack off of his shoulders, dropping it onto the floor by the front door which gave Louis quite a fright because he was taken out of his thoughts. “Come on in and make yourself at home. Care for anything to eat or drink?” Harry smiled and Louis slowly shook his head, “I’m good.”

Walking himself fully inside, the scent of sweet vanilla filled his nose and Louis felt himself holding back a smile as he did a 360 turn to check out the living room. It was nice and tidy with a few boxes scattered around and it smelt wonderful. The voice of a woman was heard from upstairs as Louis shut the front door, and he froze in place to watch the lady come downstairs. “Harry, is that-. . .oh hello there.” The woman was clearly caught off guard by seeing a boy, other than her son, standing there.

"Mum, this is Louis! He's here to help me get caught up with my school papers. Is it alright if he stays over for awhile?" Harry slung an arm around Louis' shoulders with a grin.

"Oh, well of course. I'm Ms. Cox but you can call me Anne." Anne gave a polite smile to Louis who returned it back to her, "lovely place you have here." She laughed and took a glance around her living room. "I apologize for some messes, we're not fully finished unpacking yet."

Louis felt Harry tug on his forearm so he gave Anne a wave before willingly letting Harry tug him up the stairs. He admired the carvings in the wood railing and wall decorations along the way.

"So, welcome to my domain. Take a look around and make yourself comfortable. I'm going to get my book bag from downstairs." And with that, Louis was left by himself in Harry's bedroom.

His blue eyes travelled slowly around the navy blue painted room that had a few band posters hung on them. There was a queen sized bed with one small table on the left side, a black corner desk by the window with a MacBook and lamp on it, and boxes scattered messily around. It was lovely and content, Louis loved it.

"What do you suggest we start on first?" Harry's voice rang in Louis' ear, causing him to turn around and shrug. "Well, how about English? It's one of my best subjects."

An hour went by and they had gotten through most of Harry's work papers, finished up in the subjects English and Science. Louis was about to start explaining something on a History sheet, but his stomach started to growl.

"That was rather embarrassing," Louis mumbled with a deep sigh, rubbing his forehead slowly. "You hungry? We can make smoothies. I have been told I blend the best." Harry bragged.

Louis smirked over at the curly haired lad and nodded, pushing the papers and textbooks from his lap. "The best? Then I think I’ll have to try one of your famous smoothies.”

“Yes!” Harry exclaimed and got up from the bed, not even caring to pick up the papers he threw mindlessly on the floor. Harry grabbed Louis’ wrist and dragged him out into the hallway then downstairs to the kitchen.

Harry clasped his hands together excitedly and sighed happily, “okay. So, ingredients.” He wandered around the kitchen, gathering the items needed for the smoothie then laying them on the islander that was in the middle of the kitchen. “Care to measure out half a cup of milk?” Harry asked, not bothering to look up at Louis as he continued to chop up a banana.

“Sure,” Louis smiled and did as asked, then pouring it into the blender as Harry added the other ingredients. “Be prepared to taste the most amazing smoothie ever in the history of the universe.” Harry smiled and put his face close to the bottom of the blender, his finger hovering over a button.

“Wait, Harry.”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t you need the-” Louis stopped mid-sentence and quickly put on the top to the blender right as Harry pressed a button. “-top,” he chuckled and rubbed his forehead. “Whoops.” Harry smiled and pressed his face against the blender to watch the contents inside get mixed up. Louis admired this, it made him look like a kid in a candy shop, with wide eyes and a cheesy smile.