Two Ghosts |l.s|

Chapter 10

Louis' POV

I walk down the hallway with Harry beside me, we were called to Simon's office in the morning for a quick meeting. Non of the other boys were called, so I was wondering why it was just us two.I don't think we got in trouble for anything, I don't remember doing anything wrong, as much as I am a trouble maker.

"Good morning guys, please, sit down," Simon motions to the chairs in front of his desk, "Sorry for the early morning, but I've already contacted the other guys about this, so there was only you two left."

Me and Harry looked at each other, slightly confused, "Is there something wrong?" I ask Simon.

"No, no. This is about where you two are going to be living, as you know, Harry is under the age of 18. Therefore he cannot live alone, and since you, Louis are a legal adult, I am asking that you act as Harry's legal guardian and live with him under the same roof, until he's old enough and would like to move out."

I look at Harry, and see a smile form on his lips before looking over at me, "I'd love to. Do we already have a place?"

"Yeah, so the boys are currently out looking at their flats, so I'll have Victoria show you to yours."

Victoria was our travel agent, she took care of so many things and is such a nice woman, you could not ever get mad with her.

"Mr. Cowell, are the boys ready?" I hear her voice behind me.

"Yeah, so boys, let me know how you like the place, and we will have you guys move in as soon as possible." He smiles at us, which is very rare.

Harry and I got to our new flat and had a look around, "This place is nice, spacious and warm," I comment as soon as I step foot in the doorway.

Harry lest out a small laugh, " We haven't even seen the whole place yet,"

I shrug, "Thats fine, I already like it."

A blinding light shines straight into my eyes, slowly, I openly eyes and squint. I let out a yawn before turning on my side and sprawling out my arms in front of me, thinking about the dream that I just woke up from. I haven't had a flashback dream in a really long time. They used to occur more often when we first went on hiatus and were apart for the first time.

I hear a light noise coming from the small living space outside the bedroom. Slightly confused I sit up at the edge of my bed and squint again at the light headache, I'm guessing from last night.

I check myself in the mirror and see my hair is everywhere and I have bags underneath my eyes.

"Are you wanting to go downstairs for breakfast?" I jump at the sudden voice and presence at the door.

"Harry, you scared the living ghost out of me,"

"Oh, sorry, I thought you knew I was here," He spoke in his deeper morning voice.

"No, no I did not. I thought you would've gone back to your room or something,"

"Well I was going to, but decided to stay incase you woke up and needed something, but anyways, are you up for some breakfast?" Harry asks, scratching the back of his headband looking around the room.

"Ill come down for a coffee, I'm not really feeling too up for food," I say honestly.

Normally, Im not hungry after a few drinks the night before, I feel icky and slightly under the weather, and in reality I would just sit in and sleep all day, but I didn't want let down an offer to catch up and hang out with a long ago best friend.

Once we get down to the cute little cafe downstairs, I get a black coffee and Harry went for a bowl of cereal and a banana muffin.

"So, how are you feeling about tomorrow? Got anything about what you're performing?" I take a sip of my coffee before resting my elbows on the table.

"Uh, no, not yet, but I'm supposed to get a call from my agent tonight to tell me when to come in and rehearse the songs.

"Oh okay, I See." I look down, getting slightly anxious yet again.

I know that I've been doing interviews for ten years now, but something about this one is making me very anxious. I don't know if it's because Im going to be alone on Ellen, or maybe because it will be the first time in years since me and Harry have been in the same room during a talk show.

"Hey, Louis," I snap my head up at Harry, "You doze off again, is everything alright? You look worried,"

I let out a shaky breath, I didn't even know I was holding, "Im sorry, yeah, Im just thinking about the interview tomorrow," I take a sip of my coffee, " Like, its not my first interview, I shouldn't be this nervous, but some odd reason, I have this feeling in my stomach that I only have before something bad is about to happen, and I don't know what it could be, or why, and Im just-"

Harry puts his hands over top of mine, that were still wrapped around my mug of coffee, "Lou, Lou. Take a breath, please, you're going to start hyperventilating and we don't want that, do we," He says calm in his sweet voice.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, Harrys right, I need to calm down before I give my self a panic attack for no reason. "Im sorry, I'm just overthinking it all," I look down at his hands over mine, he was now gently rubbing his thumb over mine, sending a warm sensation to my heart.

I smile.

"You're not overthinking, it's just been a while and that's understandable. You shouldn't blame yourself or feel bad for having emotions and getting tired or them. You're only human, Lou." He looks at me with his lips slightly raised to a semi smile.

"Thanks, Haz. I guess I am just giving myself a hard time about it all,"

Harry always knew his way with words. I guess that's what makes him such a great lyricist.

And of course, a great person in general.

I always appreciated the advice he would give me whenever I needed some, and although he's younger, he was very mature for his age from the very first day I met him.

"Are you wanting to stay in today? Or go out for some lunch later? It's all up to you." Harry offers.

This is the most that me and Harry would be hanging out in a day since management set those 'distance rules' on us years ago.

"Yeah, some lunch would be nice later," I say, giving him a kind smile.

We ended up going back up to our own rooms to get dressed and relax before we went out for lunch. After then, Harry took us to this nice restaurant along the streets of London and ate out on the upstairs patio. It was nice outside, and a lot of people were out on the streets but didn't notice us; which I was grateful for.

We're currently sitting at our table eating our lunches when my phone rings, I take my phone out of my back pocket o see who it is.

It Eleanor. 

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Heyyyyy I hope you guys enjoyed this little filler chapter. I know its been a little while, Ive just been dealing with school stuff and getting ready for the new step in life that is University. Anyways, let me know what you guys think. And as always, 

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