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His Little Secret

OMG Harry Styles!!!

Louis Tomlinson was sad. Very sad, despite the fact that it was his birthday. Somehow, all the candles and colors did nothing to cheer him up. He wasn't even excited to open his gifts, knowing that no amount of material anything could recreate Harry Styles. He wished so bad that Harry would be sensitive to everyone and come back, however, he understood Harry's insecurity. He too was a perfectionist when it came to looks, he too cared way too much about what he looked like. However, never was he so obsessed with his looks that he traded his four best friends and his fame for the security of the world not knowing. He stared out of the window and let out a huge sigh. He hated being the one who had no choice but to carry the burden of a secret. Well, small things like "OMG, I farted" or "I stole a piece of Niall's fries" were harmless, but this one was too much to bear. Wait. "I stole a piece of Niall's fries" was kind of a big one. Louis let out a little snort as he recalled the way Harry insisted that he keep that secret.

"Louis, swear to God that you will not tell Niall that I got a piece of his fries when he was on the loo! Please, he will murder me if he knew it was me!"

"Shush, Hazza, it's just one piece. Niall wouldn't even notice."

"Oh he would." Harry's eyes were positively huge as he whispered to Louis. "He counts the fries one by one!"

Louis was absolutely positive that he was gonna die from laughter then. However, when Niall entered the room, Harry's words were justified. Niall counted the fries.

"...25, 26, 27..."

Zayn was too sleepy to care about how many fries there were so he fell asleep at about the 15th fries. Liam looked constipated, as he tried to hide the bubble of laughter inside him. Louis and Harry, on the other hand, were talking in whispers.

"How obsessed is that blonde with food?"

"Very. And he's overprotective of his food, henceforth why he counts the fries."

"He counts everything?!"

"Everything and anything that's his. That's why I told you not to tell!"

"Shush, Hazza, if you don't want him to think it's you!!!"

A silence had fallen over the room then, preceding Niall's piercing scream.

"FUUUUUUUUUDGE, THERE ARE ONLY 57 FRIES!!! THERE WERE 58 THE LAST TIME I CHECKED!!! WHO TOOK MY FRIES?!"

Harry had then looked at Louis, who was inquisitive.

"You promised, Louis. You can't go back on your word now."

Louis sighed. He wasn't one to break his word, which was the best explanation why the others weren't freaking out... that much. Well, of course Zayn wouldn't care much-he usually ignored the day-by-day events-but the others would. Niall and Liam were two of the most sensitive people Louis had ever known. Liam was sensitive in a daddy kind of way, which meant that he would probably be too involved in certain details. In fairness, it was okay to be involved, but Liam made a federal case out of everything. If Niall counted every piece of fries, Liam would go to hell and back just to ensure everyone's well-being. Sometimes Louis wished that Liam was a little bit more selfish. However, if Liam's sensitivity was more self-centered, he'd be more like Niall than anything. Next to food, people were very much essential in Niall's life. If someone very dear to him was in grave danger, Niall would break down in tears, mainly because he feared losing that person. Louis himself had been witness to one such incident when Liam nearly fell off the roof of a building.

Niall was cussing. Nobody believed them when they told the story because Niall was known as the most innocent one, but he was cussing. He was cussing, screaming, stomping, screeching... basically, he was in a rage. Louis, at that time, was with Zayn while Harry tried to calm Niall down. Liam was hanging onto the ledge of the roof.

"Somebody _______ help Liam!!! ____ it, he's gonna _______ die!!!"

"Instead of shouting and cursing, why don't you do something?!" Zayn was pissed, which was definitely not a good thing.

"Who's the one not doing anything, at least I'm shouting for help, not doing _______ nothing and yelling at innocent people!!!"

"A.H.!" (Well, he actually said the full word, but I don't want to put it)

"You're the A.H.!!!" Niall was pissed as well and the pair of them started fighting.

Moments later, Louis and Harry succeeded in saving Liam. Niall and Zayn were still in the middle of a verbal argument and would've continued, had Liam not shouted loud. Very loud.

Louis sighed. He didn't want another scene like that to happen, even in a million years. However, if he could choose between that scenario happening and nobody except for him knowing Harry's secret, he'd pick the first choice in a heartbeat. At least they wouldn't be separated, although 3/5 of One Direction and the neighbors would be driven crazy by all that shouting. He let out another sigh as he opened the door of his bedroom, coming face to face with OMG HARRY STYLES.