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Chapter 8- I Can See Your Halo

When his parents and Niall were busy making dinner, Harry sneaked into his Dad's office. The office is still a restricted place for them even as teenagers. Harry rummaged through one of the drawers where he knew Papa and Dad kept their records. Harry hated the record, because he knows somewhere in those piles of papers were the names of people that gave birth to him, and Louis too. Niall's recordsdidn't exist because he was left on the doorstep of the orphanage so his birth certificates has Liam and Zayn's name. 

"Hazza? Dinner's ready!" Liam suddenly calls out, causing Harry to panic. He knew he didn't have much time so he grabbed Louis' file and flipped through it. 

But he really wish he didn't, because he saw the words that scares him. 

Louis Tomlinson. 

Mother: Johannah Tomlinson  

Does Louis knows about this? What if he wants to go back to his real parents if he founds out that his real parent is working at the diner in town? What if he decides to leave? No! Harry can't lose Louis. Not now, not ever. Crumpling the page with her name, Harry furiously shoved it into his pocket, intending to destroy it. Louis is his brother and the son of his two fathers, not some woman working in an Irish diner.  

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"Marcee," Tyler cheered sleepily at the sight of his big brother "This is mister Louis,..he has the same name as the sexy boy you like,"    

Same name as the sexy boy you like... 

Sexy boy you like..... 

Sexy boy... 

Internally screaming and crying, Marcel regretted telling Tyler about Louis, but who else could he pour out his hear? His basically non-existent mother? His non-existent friends? Tyler was the best and only option. 

Both boys blinked rapidly, staring at each other with wide unsettling eyes. It's uncanny how each time they met it usually was under bad or odd circumstances -not like the way you bump into you friends while walking down the street, but Marcel was practically dancing and crying internally at the same time. He never felt so bipolar before, and it's all because Louis William Payne-Malik is standing right in front of his doorstep. Louis, on the other hand, is also facing the same opposite end of the spectrum regarding his feelings, torn between wanting to run away and or inspecting every inch of Marcel's house. It didn't help that Tyler, whom he had found out is Marcel's little brother, said that he has the same name as the 'sexy boy' Marcel likes. Is he actually referring to him? or another Louis? Not to sound conceited, but Louis absolutely believes the he's actually referring to him. 

Tyler began squirming in his arms, and Louis immediately knew that he wanted to be put down. Gently placing the boy down, Tyler clumsily runs towards his big brother hugging his left leg. 

"I'm hugry Marcee," Tyler pouted, looking up at his brother tugging at his pants. 

"T-Thought y-you s-s-said you w-were s-sleepy?" Marcel asked teasingly, picking up the boy from the floor, rubbing their noses together. 

"That was before!" Tyler squealed,"Hungry now Marcee,....."

"O-Okay,  go c-clean up-p and wa-wait for m-me in t-the k-ki-kitchen," Marcel spoke softly and Louis could detect that he was trying really hard to cover his stutter. You shouldn't feel ashamed with your weakness in front your family members but he knew that Marcel wasn't ashamed, he wanted to show his brother that he's worthy; just like how Louis wanted to impress Papa and his brothers.  

"But I'm clean!" Tyler retorted, gesturing to himself but bursting into fits of giggles when Marcel gave him a stern look. "Okay, okay. Mister Louis is staying right? We can eat together?" 

"Ehhm," Marcel was slightly speechless looking shyly at Louis for some help, and was surprised to see that Louis was smiling widely at Tyler. If Louis does agree to have dinner with them...it'll be like their first date right? Thank goodness Marcel had cleaned the apartment, making it look like humans lives in it. 

"Sure I'll be joining you guys for dinner! If that is okay with you Marcee?" Louis asked the smile never leaving his lips., turning to Marcel. No one other than his brother has ever called him that, and it sounded really weird coming out of Louis' delicious mouth. He can't believe that Louis let the whole 'sexy-boy-you-like' incident slipped, not even showing any sign of him feeling creeped out because Marcel has that effect on people. Louis' answer made Tyler smiled widely, because Louis is a very cool person -not that his brother is not cool, Marcel is more of a father figure to him- and Louis is the exact type of person he wants as a big brother to play with. 

"Come on Mister Louis!" Tyler cheered happily wriggling has way down to the floor. After his feet touched the floor, he immediately ran towards Louis and grabbed his hands with his smaller ones. "You need to help me with the bath tub, and Marcee will make pizza, right Marcee?" 

"R-Right," Marcel muster up all his metal strength to supress his stutter. Maybe,..just maybe, he could impress Louis. 

"Okay!" Marcel happily skipped away with a chuckling Louis trailing behind him. "We're gonna play Spongebob! I'll be Spongebob and you'll be Squidward because only Marcee can be Patrick,"  

Panicked, Marcel ran into the kitchen and opened up the freezer, hoping that the special frozen pizza that he's been saving for a special occasion would still be there -not eaten by his heartless mother. Luckily, it was still there, hiding behind a few frozen fish and meats. A box of Tombstone's chicken pepperoni and cheese frozen pizza. He's been saving this for Tyler's birthday, but this is an emergency; he will have to buy a new one for Tyler's birthday. 

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"Wosh! Wosh! Boom!" Tyler made the sound effects of Spongebob sailing a pirate ship in a imaginary storm in the bathtub,"I'll save you Squidward!" 

"Save me! Save me Spongebob! I'm drowining!" Louis tried his best to imitate Squidward's voice, but to Tyler, he just sounds really funny.  

"Squidward can't drown in the water Louis!" Tyler giggled, wriggling his naked bum in the small bathtub. Louis managed to get Tyler to stop calling him Mister Louis and he internally laugh at how Tyler strips naked in front of him nonchalantly -it really reminds him of five year-old Harry that has a habit of walking around naked at that age. "That's silly," 

"That is true," Louis laughs along with the boy. He's sitting beside the bathtub in the small bathroom, with thousands of questions running through his head. What is he doing here? Why is he feeling so attached to the boy in the kitchen making dinner? Is he really gay? 

"Do you go to school with Marcee, Lou-Lou?" Tyler asked as he rubs the orange scented shapoo around his head. 

"Yeah,...we go to the same school," Louis replied, brushing away the soap suds that's cascading down his forehead from reaching his eyes. 

"The you are the sexy Louis that Marcel like!" Tyler gasped. 

"W-Well, I uhmm,.." Louis stuttered, he never heard a guy complimenting that he's sexy before -he hears it a lot from the girls but that's different. "He thinks I'm sexy?"

"Yeah," Tyler giggles "But sexy is for girls. he talks about you a lot," 

"He does?" Louis asked as he rinsed the shampoo suds from the boy's shaggy brown hair. 

"Yes,....sometimes he won't stop," Tyler sighed "Even during Power Rangers," 

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"Feed him! Feed him! Feed him!" Tyler cheered, banging his small fist on the table. Louis and Marcel were exchanging blushing glances at each other. Since Tyler didn't want to get his hands dirty because he was holding his Iron Man action figure, Marcel has to feed him the pizza. An idea struck his head; Marcee did mention having a dream of feeding Louis bananas in the clouds. Marcel had to replace banana with the actual word because, well obviously it's inappropriate to tell your brother about a wet dream that you had feeding your 'banana' to the person you like. So, Tyler took the chance and ordered his brother to feed Louis the pizza. 

Wanting to shut his brother up, and to take the chance to feed pizza to Louis, Marcel tentatively lifted a piece of pizza and pointed it towards Louis mouth "O-Open up," 

Throwing his head back laughing, Louis welcomes the food into his awaiting mouth. 

It was one of the best dinner Marcel had ever had. 

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Harry was laying on his bed after dinner, waiting patiently for Louis to come home. He was surprised that Louis skipped dinner and he felt like Louis was avoiding him. If he really is, Harry felt like someone just stabbed him in the chest. The repulsive words he said to his brother played again and again in his head, but the sound of small rocks hitting his window caught his attention. Feeling slightly annoyed thinking that it was probably one of his friends coming to invite to another wild crazy activity that they sometimes do, Harry walked up to his window and slide it up only but unluckily, the stone that was meant to hit the window, hits him right in the forehead. 

"Ouch fuck!" Harry scowled, holding his forehead. 

"Ooooohh, that's gotta hurt," Harry could recognize that annoying voice anywhere. 

"What the hell are you doing here Jeremy?" Harry snarled, feeling extremely irritated. 

"Sorry for the ouchie Har-Har," Jeremy chuckled, "You should've seen your face," 

"Again, what are you doing here Jeremy?" Harry asked from the second floor of hi room. Jeremy is practically standing in his backyard like it was normal. 

"I got my car back! Although I had to throw a few punches to get,...it's all good," Jeremy continues on, and Harry hopes that he was just bluffing about the whole punching thing. 

"Answer my question Jeremy," Harry said wearily. 

"I stalked your house," Jeremy smiled devilishly "I was hoping that I was throwing rocks at Niall bedroom window, instead I got yours," 

"I told you to stay away from my brother!" Harry half yelled.  

"I can't! I saw his photo in the school's yearbook at my friend's house,..he was damn cute!"  

"Fucking hell Jeremy! Leave will ya?" Harry's irritation was beginning to turn into anger. 

"Two questions," Jeremy responded "Okay?" 

"Fine," Harry grumbled. 

"Are your parents asleep?" 

"No," 

"Is Niall asleep?" 

"No," 

"I'm coming in," Jeremy announced, walking away immediately after that. 

"What? No!" Harry panicked. 

Rushing out if his bedroom, Harry tried to run towards the front door, but his clumsy legs wouldn't let him do it, managing to trip the curly haired boy in the hallway. Seconds later, he could hear the doorbell ringing, followed by Niall screaming "I'll get it!". Groaning loudly, Harry began limping slowly, making his way downstairs to stop whatever Jeremy had planned in his messed up head. 

Without cheeking through the peephole, Niall opened the door smiling widely, thinking that it was probably Archie or Louis, but instead, he was met with the sight of a smiling Jeremy Styles. 

"Hiya Nialler," Jeremy greeted him cheerily. "How are you?" 

"I-I-I-I-I," Niall stuttered like a scratched disc. 

"Who is Niall?" Dad came up behind him, causing Niall to froze in his spot. Hes silently praying, Like Archie thought him, that God shuts Jeremy mouth about him going to the party at his house. 

"Oh hello," Jeremy greeted Liam casually "You must be Mr. Payne-Malik," 

"Uhh, Liam, please," He insisted. "And you are?" 

"I'm Jeremy Styles, Harry's friend," He introduces himself, and Niall nearly choked on his own spit hearing that. 

"Well come on in then," Liam gestured with his signature warm smile and crinkled eye. "Niall go get Harry," 

"Why thank you Liam," Jeremy beamed, entering the Payne-Malik house. Niall closed the door softly and immediately bolted towards the stairs feeling Jeremy's eyes burning holes on his back. But before he could go up the stairs, Harry came limping down. The two brothers exchange worried glances with each other, each has their own reason to feel anxious. 

"Who's this?" Zayn entered the unfolding scene, holding a cup of hot tea. He wasn't really fond of night visits from anyone because night time is dedicated for him to catch up with every member of his family, or to spend some quality time with his husband watching awful TV shows. 

"I'm Jeremy, Mr-" Jeremy trailed off, not knowing who's the black haired man in front of him. Their uncle? Father's friend? 

"Zayn Payn-Malik," Zayn informed, shaking Jeremy's hand firmly with his free hand. 

"Ohhh right," Jeremy finally managed to put the puzzle together, "Harry's other father. Very nice to finally meet you," 

"You're here to see Harry?" Zayn inquired. 

"Yes sir," He said, turning to Harry "Oh by the way Harry, how's your tattoo?" 

"TATTOO?" Zayn roared, glaring at a deflating and horrified Harry. 

I hate that boy, Harry groaned internally.  

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WHAHAHA I love Jeremy, that trouble maker! And yay TYLER! He's the true shipper of Loucel/Larcel! I love him! Who do you think should play Tyler? Tell me the name of the actor!! 

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