We are finally able to take Louis home. He has fully recovered from his surgery and is as healthy as a horse!

The boys are starting up their shows soon, which means I'll be seeing them less due to all the rehearsals and shows.

Hopefully we won't drift apart.

We had a sleepover at Harry and Lou's hotel room and the boys were playing video games upstairs, so I thought I would make some food for them, since Niall was hinting that his stomach wanted some "NomNoms". Crazy child.

Their hotel room was large, like a house. With a kitchen, a dining area, living area, and a bedroom that the boys share.

I made a simple breakfast. Bacon, toast, and eggs.

I walked into the dining room to find Niall already sitting down, ready for his meal.

I laughed and placed two plates in front of him, since I didn't want him eating the other boys' food.

"Thank you Lily Bear" Niall grinned with a mouth full of eggs and bacon.

I patted his head "Any day Nially" I laughed.

I brought the rest of the plates and placed glasses of orange juice beside everyone's plates as the rest of the boys sat down for breakfast.

"Thanks Lily, it looks great" Louis smiled.

"No problem Lou" I smiled back.

The dining table had six seats, three on each side. Niall, me, and, Harry on one side, and Lou, Zayn, and Liam on the other.

Harry slide his arm around my waist and gave me a kiss, which left a tingling feeling to run up and down my spine. Nobody made me feel the way Harry did. "Thank you Lily" He said in his raspy, sexy voice. "No problem Harry" I smiled weakly. My smile matched my knees. Weak and smitten.

After breakfast, the boys thanked me for the food and helped clean up.

I was washing dishes with Liam, me washing and rinsing and his putting them to dry, when he spoke up from our comfortable silence.

"Are you and Harry a thing?" He asked.

I hesitated. "I don't know"

"What's wrong?" He asked, detecting the sadness in my voice.

I took a deep breath and put down the soapy plate I was scrubbing. I looked into Liam's big brown eyes.

"Harry doesn't want me to be his girlfriend, does he?" I sighed.

"That's not true" Liam creased his brows and frowned.

"Well, it's been months since we reconnected and nothings happened between us, and I'm scared that he doesn't feel the way I feel when we touch and when we kiss. It's different than anything I've felt before, you know?" I huffed at the end.

"Well, maybe he's scared too" Liam shrugged.

"Why would he be scared?"

"He lost you once, he doesn't want to again. Every single day, he would talk to us about you. He remember every detail about you. He kept pictures in his wallet and told us about how much he loved you, even though you were only little kids. He really missed you." Liam half smiled.

"I guess you're right" I sighed again.

"Just wait, Harry is a true romantic. He's probably got something up his sleeve" Liam laughed.

"I hope" I laughed back.