what do we do now?

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Harry was at the stove cooking breakfast when we felt strong, warm arms wrap around his waist and soft lips brush against his neck. 

Louis spun Harry around and closed the space between them.

Harry giggled.

"How was your shower?"

"Perfect!"

Ding dong...

"Would you mind getting that, love?"

"Of course," Louis said, kissing the tip of Harry's nose.

"Malik!!" Louis shouted as he opened the door and went to hug Zayn.

"Tommo!" Zayn shouted, slightly mocking Lou.

"Come in, Harry is making breakfast!"

"Yes!" Zayn exclaimed while pumping his fist excitedly.

"Harry makes the best food!" Zayn admitted and started running towards the kitchen.

"Hey, Haz!"

"Hey Zaynie, what's up?"

"Nothing much! What are you making?"

"Pancakes"

"Your homemade ones?"

Harry nodded in response.

"Yes!" Zayn shouted once more.

"Someone's excited!" Lou said going back to wrap his arms around Harry's waist, their rightful place.

"What? Harry is the best cook!" Zayn whined.

"Can't argue with that," Louis said, kissing Harry's cheek.

"I'm really glad you guys are back together, you are meant for each other!" Zayn sighed.

"Thanks, Zayn, it means a lot,"

knock...knock...knock

"I'll get it," Louis said, kissing Harry's forehead.

"So, how's Gigi?" Harry asks once Louis left the room, turning to face Zayn at the kitchen island.

"Um...she's good..." Zayn sighs.

Harry completely notices the change in Zayn's voice.

"Zayn...what's wrong?"

Zayn sighs again.

"I love Gi, I do, I've been in love with her for a long time, she is the kindest person and best girlfriend a guy could ask for, it's just I'm in love with someone else too,"

'It's Niall' Harry instantly thought.

Louis walked in the kitchen and soon Liam and Niall followed.

"Can we talk about this later?" Zayn said as he got up and walked towards the living room.

"Zayn..." Harry shouted with a change of pitch in his voice.

"What was that about?" Niall chuckled.

"He's just going through something, don't worry about it," Harry sighed.

Haz grabbed the last pancakes off of the stove and put them on a plate.

"Guys breakfast is ready!" Harry called out, some of the boys were in the other room.

All the boys sat at the table passing around the food.

I'm surprised Niall left any for the boys, but he did, and he was first to finish.

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