I wake up extra early so I can sneak to Harry's house. I've been doing this a lot since I met him. I get to the fifth step and it creaks. Loud.I look to all the rooms to see if anyone heard it. No doors open so I continue. Finally, I make it to the door. Out I go.

*2956 Hampstead ave* I type the address into my navigation system on my phone and start my short walk. After about three minutes I'm standing at his door. I text him, telling him I'm here.

Less than thirty seconds later he's opening the door for me with a smile. "Hi, Louis." his smile grows from saying my name. I return his beautiful smile looking deep into his now greenish-grey eyes. I slowly walk into his house admiring how beautiful it is. "You like?" he asks when he notices me staring at a picture of him on the mantle.

"Yes, very much so." he laughs lightly at my choice of words. "I was fifteen or sixteen in that picture." he explains. "That's my mum." he says pointing to the woman next to him in the picture. Whoa, she's hot! I mentally argue with myself whether or not to tell Harry that. I decide against it.

"You wanna meet her? She's really nice. Here, come on, I'll show you." he pulls me into the small kitchen. His mum is cooking breakfast, I hope I'm not disturbing.

"Hey, Harry." she says without turning around.

"What would you like for breakfast?" she turns around this time and I wave at her nervously. "Well, hello. Harry didn't say he was having any friends over, would you like some breakfast too?"she asks. She seems nice, just like Harry said.

"Yes, ma'am."

She giggles,"Don't call me ma'am. You can just call me Anne." All of the times I've been here I never met his mum.

"Oh. Hi, Anne. I'm Louis, Harry's new friend." I reach out to shake her hand but she pulls me in for a hug. It's a warm hug, I return it and see Harry smiling behind her. I flip him off. He repeats the vulgar action and I pull away from Anne. She dabs her eyes with her finger. "Are you okay?" I must ask. She nods and goes back to breakfast.

"Breakfast will be ready in a bit." Anne calls to us. I nod forgetting she can't see me.

"Let's go upstairs." Harry whispers. I nod slightly and follow closely behind him. He opens the second door on the right and reveals a magnificent room with picture frames and newspaper clips.