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LOST AND STILL FINDING(larry stylinson)

chapter 19*

HARRY’S P.O.V

I never knew Louis was such a professional in piano. I could've never imagined my whole life that at one point of time he would be in so much control of himself. he would be calm and composed while playing something that too, a piano.

The kind of a person he is all mischievous and a bit naughty and a hint of sassyThis was really surprising for me. Coz for a kid like him, wait now I can’t call him a kid, he’s better than me. He really was the KING OF HIS THRONE.

The recording for the first day usually ended early coz in the beginning the day would go on telling the people the right tunes and notes and composing the final song before we could go further with the recording stuff. So the day was just how I expected it to be. A bit of more talking than the actual work coz mostly I was with Louis introducing him to the other guys and telling him the how actually the whole thing went.

It was time for us to leave and wave goodbye to Ed Sheeran. When this did happen I could see the sadness and the amount of upset he was waving Ed goodbye.

“we’re definitely meeting him on Monday Louis” I walk forward and tell him before he could start crying. No I’m just kidding, he ain't going to cry.

It was time for us to leave for home and I was really happy coz I wanted to just go to sleep.
After exiting the building and hopping into the car in complete silence I drove off to home with Louis faster than I could’ve thought. Louis seemed to be really happy but there was a little frown on his face and I guess it troubled him more than anything else.

“you okay?” I ask him as we stood inside the elevator.

“yeah. I’m fine. Why?” he asks me back.

“that little frown seem to worry you” I tell him. There was a sudden expression of seriousness on his face which really worried me now. Was he in some deep trouble or was he worried about something? I couldn’t figure out the thing.

“do you trust me harry?” he asks me with that serious look on his face and looking at me directly with those piercing blue eyes.

“yeah sure. I think I do. Why? what got you so worried suddenly?” I ask him worried coz that really got me thinking. Suddenly he asks me such a question that too in an elevator.

“no I was just thinking if-if one day…I u know- u know…if I uh..”

“if you one day what?” I help him continue.

“uh if I one day just run away with all the money you have, I’m sure I can trust you that you won't report me to the police” he says completing the whole sentence hurriedly and then burst out into laughing terribly inside the elevator holding his stomach.

“c’mon Louis. GROW UP” I shout at him and then joined him with the laughing but I have to agree he really scared me and it was close to impossible to not smile atleast.

“oh god haz…your face…..look at your face---“ he says laughing hard at me as my facial expression would’ve been funny when I got worried.

“you will have to bear the consequences for that” I tell him as we got out of the elevator at our floor and headed to our door.

“oh god haz….my cheeks..they’re hurting” he tells me.

“so funny” I tell him in a squeaky voice.

“it was it was funny……you should’ve looked at your—your face” he says in between laughs.

“are you done with your ‘not so funny’ joke Louis?” I ask him as I unlocked the door and entered in and he followed me still laughing at me.

“yeah..i think so” he tells me as he kind of tries to control his laughter.

“c’mon Louis. You’ll cook for me today. That’s your punishment” I tell him as I already informed him about the consequences he’ll have to face.

“I’m not going to” he yells as he runs off to his room and I follow him running behind him coz I am not going to leave him like this.

“you will have to I’m hungry” I tell him as I stop at his door as he jumped onto his bed.

“order something” he tells me raising his eyebrows.

“we’ve had pizza that day..no ordering now. c’mon cook something. its not healthy anyway to order everyday” I yell cz I was really hungry.

“I don’t know how to really cook” Louis informs me as he stands up from his bed and walks over to his cupboard and takes out another spare tee to change.

“I’m not hearing any excuses. and I remember the delicious chicken u cooked that day”

“that was something I ordered. I was just fooling you.” He tells me as he peeps from behind the cupboard door and smiles wide at me for a sec. he was really clever.

“ now this adds up to your punishment” I say as I walk into his room to seat myself on his bed.

“I said I’m not going to cook” he shouts at me as he gives me a glare of death.

“what was that supposed to mean?” I ask him

“something to scare you” he says as he jumps on his bed beside me and laid down flat.

“I’m serious” I say as I look at him.

“me too” he says followed with a smile.

“you are so annoying” I say as I got up from the bed and walked out of the room to go and cook
something for myself.

“die bitch” I yell from outside his room as i bang shut his door. i‘ll go and have a shower first.

LOUIS’ P.O.V
I guess I upset him too much. What should I do now. am I supposed to cook him something? But I don’t really know how to cook. I’ll ask him to help me.
I stood up from the bed and changed into my pj’s as I got out of my room and headed to the kitchen. Before directly entering into the kitchen I just peeped in from the entrance if harry was already there but he was nowhere to be seen, so I was quite lucky right now. I got saved from being beaten up.

i enter the kitchen and the first thing I do is search some dish on google and just kind of guess what should I make. What if I just go and ask harry what he likes and I’ll search up that.

No.

He’ll beat me up. He’s anyway stronger than me.

No I’ll just go and ask him. That’s pretty easy I guess.

I’ll decide myself what to cook.

No. lets just ask harry what he wants to eat?. Yeah

I’ll ask him.

I finally made up my mind but how do I save myself from being punched?. Wait I’ll text him. So I pull up the messages window and start typing.

“hey haz. Whats your fav dish?
louxx”
he replied me in a matter of seconds.

“sorry. I don’t wish to tell you.
Hazxx”

“plzz..i cant decide.
Louxx”

“seriously. What are you upto?
Hazxx”

“Nothing. Just tell me your fav dish
Louxx”

“sorry kid. I’m busy.
Hazxx”

“I beg you sir.
Louxx”

“that’ll be such a beautiful scene if happened in real. What do you really want to do with my fav dish?Hazxx”

“nothing man. just cook it
Louxx”

“ chicken stuffed with mozzarella wrapped in parma ham with a side of homemade mash.. That’s how I really want it.
Hazxx”

“that’s how’ll be served monsieur.
Louxx”

uhh finally after so much pleading I got to know, so I guess he’ll not be killing me anymore after I make him his favourite dish.

So its time I should get ready with cooking. The recipe was now in front of me on the phone and I started gathering all the stuff that I’m going to need. Luckily harry had chicken in his fridge tonight, otherwise I had to rush to the store.

I twisted the knob of the burner as I started with placing the pan on the stove. The next step was to heat some oil and put in ingredients that I’m going to need but I really don’t know where they are kept. But before I put the oven on preheat as the recipe told me too. Idk if something just burst off, I’ll tell harry what the recipe told me to do. Fingers crossed.

I took out the chicken from the freezer and placed it aside and read the recipe again.
After every minute I texted harry about ingredients’ address.

I butterfly the chicken breast and cut the mozerrella into slices to put it on the chicken. I text harry again, messing up my phone with my dirty hands, about the ham.

I was just pouring the oil in the pan and suddenly I feel two arms around my waist from behind. The hold was a bit familiar so I wasn’t too scared

“hey, stay away! I’m not ur girlfriend” I warn him as I pull away from his hold.

“so why did you suddenly decide to cook me something? When you told me you did not know how to cook?” he questions me.

“so that you don’t torture me at work. Coz you’ll be my boss forever” I say but that wasn’t the real reason, I just wanted to see him happy after what i saw in the morning.

“oh..i see”

“will you please tell me where’s the ham kept?” I ask him as I started rolling the chicken over.
I see him walk over the slab which was in the center of the kitchen and came over to me. “here” he hands me the ham.. I don’t know why but suddenly he behaved so sweetly and lovely with me. I hope there isn’t something fishy he’s planning again but that look on his face was something different from all times. It was glowing though.

“thank you” I say as I take the ham and wrap it around the chicken perfectly. I was quite really surprised by myself today as to how well I was cooking but I’m not sure about how’ll it finish up and taste.

“harry I hope you’ll stay alive after eating this” I tell him before putting the chicken in the pan for searing.

“are you going to poison it or something?” he asks me shocking if I really was going to do something like that.

“I was planning that before but I guess it'll work this way with out the poison you’ll die anyway” I inform him as I tossed chicken upside down.

He just rolls his eyes in response and stands there leaning on the slab that was in the center of the kitchen and kept staring at me just with that same expression all the time. That really got me conscious.

There was complete silence in the kitchen except the sound of cracking and searing noises the chicken in the pan made.

the heat inside the itchen could've rose to a 100f more than it already was.

I removed it and placed it in the oven.

The next 10 to 15 minutes passed on making the leek and tomato sauce and the mashed potatoes with harry just passing me the ingredients which I asked him for.

After about the correct time the oven beeped and I took it out and placed it on the slab.

“harry will you just wait at the table” I ask him as right now he got me really nervous coz only the final dressing of the dish was left, everything else was done. I looked at the picture of the dish how it was dressed by the recipe people. I was almost nearly close to dressing it in the same way. I guess I was quite happy with what the outcome was until harry tells me how it tastes.

So I pick up the plate and nervously walked to the dinning where I see him eagerly seated an waiting for the dish which is definitely not going to turn out so yum.

He had already placed two plates with the fork and the knife ready on their side.

I place the dish on the dinning and seat myself on the seat which was beside harry.

“may I serve?” harry asks me smiling.

“sure you should” I agree.

There was a sudden change of expression on his face. The happy smiling expression was converted into the expression of sadness and loneliness and pain.

I whispered to harry, “why did that sweet little expression just run away?”

And he starts to weep in front of me so bad. I really didn’t know how to handle him right now. this cry was just sudden and it was just so spontaneous, I regret asking him that question but the weeping was so sudden It felt like he had been controlling the urge inside him but suddenly I seem to break it bad.

I stood up from my seat and stepped near him as I soothed his back and wiped of his tears before sitting back at my place and just placed my hand on top of palm so that I could just caress him.

He started to say something in his cracked voice, “u know what? It feels so good to know that there is at least somebody to take care of you when you need it”

he really got me thinking about who he was talking right now but right now I really did not know what to say on his comment, but before I could say anything he continues, “thank you Louis.
You are so kind” he places his other hand on top of mine and squeezes it lightly.

I never knew he was talking about me and I turned out to be so great.
“but I do remember somebody calling me a bitch” I inform him as I raised one of my eyebrows and pouted.

He smiled immediately and that was my aim. “ignore it please” he tells me.

“ok done” I say as he told me.”now can we proceed with you serving the chicken?”

He smiles and picks up the plate and starts to cut the chicken into two halves and places one into mine and other into his.

We start to eat and I just look at harry for a second to just see what he tells me about the chicken. He just keeps on taking bites and I too start to cut pieces and shove it into my mouth but I was seriously waiting for harry to atleast comment something but he wasn’t saying anything. He just kept chewing chewing and chewing until he finished his whole meal and got up to keep his plate in the sink and walked over to his room, probably to sleep.

“goodnite lou” he yelled from his room.

It was my time to call him a bitch.





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I should be thanking you for writing such an interesting story. I love how its so unique and not like the other typical stories on this site. There much more depth to it. The chapters always keep me on my toes. PS I love love this chapter and Harry is trying to be brave and intimate with Louis.