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I was going to say that this one was short but we all know that I say that and then its 4k words, so anyway I hope you like this one!

Louis' P.O.V

Harry and I have been arguing all day over stupid things, we've both been so stressed recently that every little thing makes us mad. All of us are at the studio recording for our fourth album, four, and we have about 15 minutes before we can go home.

Harry is sat next Liam on the double couch while I'm sat next to Niall and Zayn is finishing up his recording.

"Niall can you move over a bit I'm kind of getting squished" I said laughing slightly, Niall looked over at me and laughed loudly before shuffling further away from me.

"Sorry lad, I didn't realize!" He said still laughing. His laugh is so contagious that I started laughing louder.

"Guys can you stop screaming!" Harry yelled opposite us. Niall and I quickly shut up realizing Harry wasn't in a good mood, I sighed and leant back against the couch.

A few minutes passed and I was so bored I started looking around the room and spotted a football in the corner of the room. An evil grin made its way onto my face and Niall saw and turned to whisper in my ear.

"What have you seen?" He whispered as quietly as he could, I just grinned more and pointed to the football on the floor. His face lit up when he noticed it and he slowly got up from the couch and I followed behind him. Harry and Liam gave us confused faces as they watched us walk to the corner of the room. Niall picked up the football and chucked it to me and I headered it back to Niall who started doing tricks as I walked further back into the room.

"Ready tommo?!" He yelled as he booted it towards me. I hit it down to the floor with my chest and started flicking it between my feet as I heard harry groan.

"Louis don't do that now, can't you wait 'til we get home?" He groaned rubbing his hands over his face. I just kept flicking the ball between my feet. "Louis, listen to me your going to break something or get hurt." He said more stern than before.

"C'mon Harry we're just having fun." I said as I passed the ball to Niall, he stopped it and kicked it back.

"Why don't you ever listen or actually act your own age?!" Harry said running a hand through his hair. I just scoffed and kicked the ball back to Niall.

"Boot it to me Ni!" I yelled to Niall who had the ball on the other side of the room. Harry just shook his head, leant back on the couch and looked at his phone. Niall picked up the ball with his foot and booted it towards me, he kicked it so hard it came off the ground more than I thought, making it fly towards my stomach faster before I could even try to move out the way.

The ball flew into my stomach making me double over from the impact. "LOU!" Liam yelled from next to Harry who hadn't even looked up from his phone. I put my hand up trying to tell him I was okay. I heard Niall run over and put his hand on my back.

"Louis I'm so sorry, I didn't realize I kicked it so hard." He said rubbing my back soothingly. I just nodded not trusting if I opened my mouth I wouldn't throw up, I could feel a pounding feeling in my stomach and I felt my mouth water. Niall must have seen how pale I looked as he started speaking. "Lou are you okay?" I just shook my head and opened my mouth slightly to say one word.

"Bucket." I mumbled. Niall's eyes widened and he looked at Liam who had a worried look on his face.

"Liam get a bucket!" He yelled from where he was sat with me, Liam shot up from the couch and ran towards the room where all the medical stuff is kept. Harry lifted his head slightly to look at me but he didn't do anything. Liam ran over to me with a bucket in his hands and placed it down in front of me.

I suddenly felt very sick and lurched forward throwing up my lunch into the green bucket in front of me. Niall kept rubbing my back as Liam held my fringe out of my face. I wiped my mouth and leant back against Liam's chest, panting heavily. "You alright now Lou?" Liam asked me as he swept the loose bits of hair out my face. I nodded and looked back at Harry who was looking at his phone again.

"I'm really sorry Lou, I didn't mean to hit you that hard." Niall said sincerely as he took his hand off my back. I looked up at him and smiled.

"It's okay Ni, I know you didn't mean to. You've just got one strong kick in you." I laughed slightly, my stomach still hurt but I didn't feel sick anymore. I slowly stood up with Liam holding my arm making sure I didn't fall. "I'm fine now Li" I said smiling at him. He hesitated but nodded.

"Are you sure? You don't feel sick anymore?" He asked me looking over my face.

"No, I'm fine. It probably only made me sick because it hit my stomach so hard." I said as Niall looked down at the ground frowning. I know he didn't mean to hurt me so I pulled him into a hug. I pulled away and saw Harry was now looking at us.

"Now you see why I didn't want you doing that, can you put the ball back?" He said annoyance clear in his voice. I rolled my eyes and walked over to the ball.

"Louis, I can put it away." Niall said quickly from behind me.

"I'm fine Ni, and I think Harry here" I said glaring at Harry, "wants me to put it back." I said with a sour tone. Instead of picking up the ball and putting it back nicely, I decided to just kick the ball back into the corner I found it. But sadly because I was annoyed I kicked it harder than I planned and it went straight into the glass shelves on the wall that held books, making it smash and everything come falling to the ground with a loud crash. I winced as everything hit the floor.

Harry shot up from his seat at the sudden noise and looked around seeing me stood with my eyes closed and the broken shelves on the floor with a ball on top of all the glass pieces. "Louis." Harry said with gritted teeth and an angry tone. I slowly turned to look at my mad boyfriend.

"Harry, I swear I didn't think It would break anything, I just meant to lightly tap it into the corner." I put emphasis on the word lightly. He didn't say anything he just kept glaring at me with a clenched jaw. Liam and Niall were stood behind me with their heads looking at the ground. Suddenly the studio door opened and Zayn walked out.

"Hey guys, what was that no-" He paused looking around the room at Harry glaring at me, the broken shelf, the bucket on the floor and Liam and Niall very quiet behind me. "What happened?" He asked cautiously.

"Ask Louis." Harry said bitterly before walking to the door. I let my head hang low as our manager, chris, came out.

"Right, you boys can go home now, We're all done for today." He said flatly. No one said anything making him look up from his clipboard. "What the hell happened?" He asked looking at the broken shelf. I looked up at our manager, sighed and started talking. Chris hated me anyway so why not add to the list of why he does.

"Well I was playing with the football and I-" I started but Niall cut me off.

"And he passed it to me, and I thought it would be funny if I booted it as hard as I could and it accidently hit the shelf. I'm sorry I didn't mean to break anything." Niall said looking at our manager. I looked to Niall with a confused face until Chris looked between the two of us suspiciously so I stood with a straight face.

"Okay Niall, it's fine I will get someone to clean it up, just please don't do it again." He said walking back towards his office. The boys walked over to me and we started walking to the door when I turned to Niall.

"Why would you do that?" I asked him as we walked out the door.

"Chris already hates your guts but he doesn't mind me, so if I took the blame then he would go easy on me, also I feel bad for hurting you" He said looking at me.

"Thanks Niall." I said pulling him in for a hug, I winced as my stomach hit his and he pulled away looking at me with a sorry look.

"I'm okay. Go home Ni, I will see you tomorrow." I said genuinely, he hesitated but walked to his car after saying goodbye.

I turned to look at my car and saw Harry stood next to it. We took sperate cars today so he had his car keys in hand. I took a deep breath and walked over to him. "I'm going to go get some KFC as I cant be bothered to cook, and please when I get home can you have cleaned away your stuff from the living room and get the laundry off the line as I think it's supposed to rain." Harry said not as mad as before. I nodded and he walked towards his car, I got in my car and started driving home.

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I had been home for about half an hour and for that time I have been asleep on the couch as I got home and felt so tired and my stomach hurt so much I just wanted to lie down so I did and ended up falling asleep. I woke up to the sound of tires screeching outside and rain hitting the windows hard. I shot up from my seat when I remembered what Harry wanted me to do before he got back.

Shit. I haven't done any of it and it's raining. I ran outside with bare feet and quickly grabbed the soaking wet laundry off of the line and ran back inside putting it in the laundry room. I turned and saw the mess of my shoes and skateboard parts scattered across the floor I tried picking it up but Harry walked in before I could pick it all up.

"Louis I'm ho-" He stopped talking when he saw me. I didn't dare say anything, I just stood still staring at him with a bunch of shoes in my arms. He sighed and put the bag of food down on the counter and walked further into the living room. "Didn't I ask you to do that before I got home?" He asked me his voice getting sterner.

"Uh yeah..." I said looking down.

"Did you at least get the laundry in before it started raining?" He was staring at me with a blank face.

"I- uh n-no." I said quietly.

"For gods sake Louis! I asked you to do two simple things and you couldn't even do one of them! What the hell were you doing while I was out!?" He yelled getting almost as angry as he was earlier.

"Well, I meant to do them but I was so tired and my stomach really hurt so I laid down on the couch and I fell asleep I'm so-"

"Really louis?! It was your fault you got hurt in the first place! I told you not to play with the fucking football but you did anyway!" He yelled at me. I winced when he swore as he never really swears. "You're such a child louis, when are you going to start acting like an adult!?" He yelled again. I was no longer scared I was getting mad, he has been shouting at me all day and I finally wanted to say something back.

"You know what Harry? You have been moaning at me all day and I'm getting sick of it! I know you're stressed but so am I! And I know you're upset about all the pap walks with me and Eleanor but I feel the same way! Do you think I like holding her hand and kissing her in front of all the cameras when I know I could be with you!?" I blurted out. He looked shocked at my sudden outburst. "I know you've been mad at me all day but you could at least come to see if I was okay when I'm throwing up and you know I hate it! But no, you were gonna keep scrolling through twitter! Okay, I'm sorry I'm not the most perfect person, sometimes I act like a kid, I don't always listen and I forget things but you could at least act like you care about me!" I kept shouting.

"Don't do that Louis, You know I care about you." He said calmly. I rolled my eyes.

"Then act like you do! I get that working for Simon is stressful but you don't have to take it out on me." I stopped shouting and sighed. "I think I'm going to sleep downstairs tonight, that way you don't have to sleep next to someone so childish." I walked over to the bag he had on the counter and took my food out.

"Louis you don't have to sleep downstairs." He said as he watched me walk back over to the couch.

"I think it's better if I do." I said turning on the tv. I heard Harry get his food out the bag and walk upstairs before hearing our bedroom door close. I closed my eyes and felt a tear roll down my cheek, I quickly wiped it away before opening my eyes and looking back at the tv.

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It had been three hours and it was now 11pm, Harry never came back downstairs and I already regretted saying I would sleep downstairs. I missed having his lanky body next to me or in my arms, I missed the sounds of his breathing, It was way too quiet down here. I grabbed a pillow and put it behind my head and laid down, I didn't get a blanket as I was really hot. As I laid down and looked up at the celling I already regretted my outburst at Harry, I knew how much stress he was under, Simon was constantly down his throat trying to get him to be the perfect singer, he had to see me with Eleanor, kissing, holding hands and pretending we loved each other when we were really just good friends, he was always made to seem like a womanizer when he is nothing like that, he puts himself under stress to be perfect and sort out our home and I made it worse by not even trying to help around the house. He does so much for me and even though I do a lot for him I regret shouting at him, I should have just let him blow off some steam and then cuddle him while watching the notebook, not make him sleep alone. I sighed and my eyes started to close, so I stopped fighting it and let sleep take me.

I woke up when I felt quite cold, I reached over to go grab a blanket when my arm hit something. I looked over and saw Harry curled into my side with a frown on his sleeping lips. I looked at him and smiled slightly before reaching over and gabbing the blanket to cover us both up. I covered us in the blanket and wrapped my arm around him and kissed his temple. "I'm sorry sunshine." I mumbled into his hair. I looked at him and saw he was now smiling and I kissed him again. 

I felt him move beneath me and I sat up a bit to see he now had his eyes open. "I'm sorry Lou" He said with a groggy voice. I moved a bit of hair out his face.

"No I'm sorry love, I forgot how much stress you were under and I should have listened to you." I said pulling the blanket over him more. "Why did you come down here sweetheart?" I asked him as he started to close his eyes.

"I didn't like the empty bed, no one was holding me and it felt too cold, and I missed your homely smell." He mumbled with his eyes still closed.

"I'm sorry I didn't come up to bed, and I'm sorry I shouted at you." I said moving his body so he was laying on top of me.

"It's okay, and I'm sorry for being grouchy all day, I shouldn't have taken it out on you." His voice was quiet and shy.

"We both have things we're sorry for but it's okay because I will always love you no matter how much you shout at me, but please, love, come talk to me when you feel overwhelmed or angry because I might be able to help." I said and I felt him nod into my chest.

He curled closer to me pressing his hip into my stomach making me groan at the sudden pain. His eyes shot open and he looked at me with a worried expression. "Does your stomach still hurt?" He asked me, I just nodded screwing my eyes shut because of the pain. "I'm sorry boo, I should have been there to help you when you got hurt, not shout at you. If it still hurts this bad tomorrow we're going to the doctor" he said putting his head back on my chest.

"It's okay H, I know you would do it differently now but seriously, I'm fine I don't need a doctor." I opened my eyes to look at my beautiful boyfriend on my chest.

"Louis please, I feel bad for not helping before so let me help now." He begged, I nodded my head knowing he would feel better if I let him help me.

He was quiet for a few minutes before he started talking "I love you Lou, you're not childish or any of the dumb things I said. I didn't mean them."

"I know you didn't haz, it's okay. Just go to sleep my love." I whispered into his head and placed a kiss there.

"I love you Lou" He repeated.

"I love you too sunshine." I whispered back.

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Yeah okay not short 😂

I hope you like this one :) and I hope you are all doing well and are happy, you deserve to be happy <3

Even if we fight a lot I still want you in my life - unknown

Don't worry when I fight with you, worry when I stop because that means there is nothing left to fight for - unknown