This chapter is written by darlingharry3 !!

This school year was an exciting one for Louis. He could join the soccer team and he absolutely could not wait. That's all he'd been talking about this whole week as they prepared for another school year.

Harry on the other hand, wasn't too thrilled. He wasn't allowed to do soccer, he wasn't allowed to do anything normal preteens could do.

In Harry's eyes it just made him stick out even more...he wasn't really wrong though, it did make him stick out. The rest of his peers thought he was weird because honestly he still looked like a child and he just didn't do well socially.

It was the night before the first day of school, and tryouts. Louis and Harry had been texting back and forth

L: I'm so nervous. What if I don't make it?
H: You will Lou don't worry about it. You're one of the best in the school! They need you.
L: Thanks for hyping me up Haz, wish me luck
H: Good luck:)

Naturally, Louis made the team as he was just really talented when it came to soccer.

Although being upset he couldn't participate in anything himself, Harry was so excited for his friend and wanted to support him no matter what.

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Today was Louis' first game and both boys were beyond excited for Louis. It was a chilly September afternoon...so to Harry that meant it was freezing.

Practically the whole school was getting ready to go out to the soccer pitch and watch the game. Since Louis was already warming up, Harry walked to the bleachers himself on his skinny little legs.

He was all bundled up in like three jackets, one of them being a big puffer one, and two pairs of pants. But that didn't stop the wind from blowing its way into his jacket and hitting his sensitive skin.

He sat down on the bleachers, he was on the very bottom row and he was all alone. He had his hands in his jacket pockets, while trying to bury his face into his jacket so that only his eyes were visible. The wind was chapping his skin and he honestly felt kind of miserable.

But he still wanted to support Louis so he sat through it, not thinking it was that bad once the game started.

That is...until the started sleeting, little cold raindrops falling down on him while he sat there. It made him feel really cold and he started to shiver as he sat there. His nose started to run from it being so cold and he honestly kind of wanted to go home.

But he stuck it through, all the way until the end when Louis ran up to him, all sweaty in his soccer uniform. He had a big smile on his face because they'd just won the match.

Harry smiled a little as he was shivering, people passed him going out of the stands and he waited for Louis. His bones were all cold and he just felt frigid, almost to the point where he couldn't move.

Louis came over to him with a big bright smile on his face and he was all jumpy with adrenaline from the game. "We won Harry!" Louis jumped up and down, hugging him and Harry smiled. He was happy for his friend but he just felt so cold.

"My mum is waiting to take us home, ready?" Louis asked as he let go of Harry.

Harry nodded, not thinking he walk all that way because his legs were aching from the cold. "Could you maybe give me a piggy back?" Harry asked, knowing sometimes Louis did that when he didn't feel like walking.

"Yeah of course, hop on!" Louis smiled, bending over for his small friend to get on his back. Harry slowly climbed onto his back and waited to be carried to Jay's car.

Louis carried him to the car where Jay was waiting. They both got in the back and Harry was still shivering. "Could you turn the heater on mum?" Louis asked, noticing how cold Harry was.

She smiled and nodded, turning the heat on while starting the route to Harry's house. Louis sat next to Harry, wrapping his arm around him and rubbing his arm to try and warm him up a little.

Harry was already starting to feel it, he just felt like he was about to come down with something. His nose was running from the cold and he kind of already had a headache.

This was not a good sign.

With his hypopituitarism he got super cold, plus his immune system was next to nothing so he got sick so often, then it took him forever to get better. It was kind of an endless cycle of hell for Harry who went through it so much.

It was just another thing that made him different, which also made Harry very very upset.

Whenever he got home Louis walked him inside as he looked pretty sick. He went in to Anne who was making dinner and she immediately knew what was wrong. She had Gemma take over with dinner and went over to her tiny son.

"Baby what's wrong? You alright?" She asked, in full mummy mode because she was very over protective of her son.

"I don't feel very well..." Harry said, his teeth chattering because he was still very cold despite being in a overly heated house.

"Oh baby...you're burning up! Go lay on the couch. I'll bring you the thermal blanket and some soup." Anne said quickly, having her hand on his forehead while he stood there shivering.

Harry nodded, taking his jacket off and laying on the couch all curled up. Louis came over and sat at his feet as Anne piled blankets on top of him and made sure he was nice and warm. "I'm gonna make you some chicken noodle soup okay? You rest up..." Anne said gently as she tucked him in and kissed his forehead.

Anne left the room and went to make some chicken noodle soup while Harry laid there all quiet and sick, coughing every so often.

Soon Anne came back with a hot bowl of soup so Harry sat up, blankets wrapped around him as he slowly started eating it. Louis was planning on staying a little bit and so was Jay.

"I think it's way too cold out for you baby...that's why you're sick..." Anne started speaking, then realized something and spoke up again. "It's because you sat out in the rainy cold at Louis' game isn't it?"

Harry looked up sheepishly, not wanting to admit it because he knew where she was getting with this. "No...just a regular cold..." Harry whispered, not wanting to tell her the truth.

But Louis didn't catch the memo, he didn't understand why Harry was lying to his mum. "Nuh Uh Harry, you were fine all day and then after the game it was like a bomb dropped on you. Plus you were shivering the whole game" Louis said, not knowing what he was doing.

"See...baby don't lie to your mum okay? I think it's best if you don't stay after to go to Louis' games anymore. Cuz it's just gonna get colder" Anne said, making Harry's heart sink.

Harry teared up, this was more than just a soccer game to Harry. This made him really upset, it was just another thing that made him stick out from everyone else. Everyone went to those soccer games...literally everyone else. Not to mention he wanted to support his best friend. It was so upsetting to him whenever his mum told him he couldn't do something because of his disorder.

"Mum...please, everyone goes to those games" Harry begged, just wanting to be like everyone else.

"Well you're not everyone Harry, I'm sorry but that's just the way it is. I'm not changing my mind about this." Anne told him, just making him very angry.

Louis had sat through many of these arguments with Harry and Anne. It always ended with Harry in tears and he always wanted to help calm him. This time was no different, so he put his hand on Harry's shoulder and rubbing it lovingly.

"It's okay hazzie, you don't have to go to my games." He told him, but Harry was not in the mood right now.

"Stop it Lou," He snapped, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I think maybe you should go okay?"

Louis knew not to be offended, he just was upset right now so he didn't get upset by Harry's reaction. "Okay, see you later" Louis smiled as he got up and left with his mum, leaving a very upset Harry.

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Louis had been texting Harry the last couple days, but he hadn't seen him. Harry had been so sick that he didn't get better until like two weeks after.

He finally came back to school, and Louis was shocked to say the least...

You see Harry had gotten so sick that it'd caused him to lose some weight. He was already skinny to begin with so losing weight just made him look so much worse.

Little did Louis know that just from walking into school that day he had already been tripped, pushed, and called names. The kids noticed he'd lost more weight and called him names that just made Harry feel very down about himself.

Louis made it even worse without knowing it whenever he said, "Jesus Harry, you look anorexic...what happened while you were gone?"

Harry's smile went from bright and beautiful, to completely dropping. "I just was sick...I lost some weight because of my condition" he responded, making Louis soften.

"Sorry...that was a bit rude, I knew better than to say that. I'm sorry for saying that" Louis apologized after hearing Harry say that. "It's fine..." Harry responded shortly, then that was the end of that.

Just because Louis had apologized it didn't mean Harry wasn't still offended...cuz he was, that had hurt his feelings really bad...

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