Don't know yet

Chapter 22

The following week goes by quite fast. Harry's dad is not as home as much so he's been staying at his house more and Louis is thankful that he's safe but he still can't help but feel worried that he's going to show up at his doorstep again with another wound; or worse. He knows that at some point he has to figure out why all of a sudden all he can think about is Harry but for now he has enough to worry about. It's weird to think about because not even a month ago they still hated each other and now Louis spends more time caring about him than anything else.

Harry's eye and lip have gotten so much better already and Louis is seriously considering becoming a nurse at this point. He figures he'd be good at it, although what he really wants to be is a footballer. Obviously that can only happen if he gets a scholarship and by the looks of it he won't be getting one any time soon. He's trying to get as much extra credit as possible; he's been tutoring a kid from a younger year and he's also back to tutoring Harry. He's happy that he can help Harry this much but he knows that it's pointless because at the end of the day no matter how good his grades are if they don't notice him as a football player he won't get the scholarship, and it's not usual for universities to be interested in anyone but the captain. That's another thing that Louis wishes could be different because losing his chance at being a captain for the team took away more than anyone can actually imagine. Of course, it's not like he's not happy for Harry, but he can afford any school he wants, Louis on the other hand can't afford any of them. Louis's been trying to not think about it too much though, he doesn't want to get angry over this and be upset with Harry for something he can't control either and...

Stop thinking about Harry!

Louis is trying. He really is. But everything seems to always come back to Harry no matter how much he tries not to think about him, there's always a voice in the back of his head reminding him of...

"Hey."

"Hi, Peasant." He shakes his head trying to get out of his own mind and gives Harry a warm smile.

"Do you want to come over tonight?" He smirks.

Louis should probably not blush as much as he is right now but Harry looks at him in such an innocent and cute way.

"I'm sure your father wouldn't like that." He looks down at his hands.

"My parents won't be home all weekend so I don't think he can do anything about it."

"Oh, in that case, why not?" He tries to sound as casual as he can, the butterflies in his stomach going ballistic.

"Ok, I'll wait for you outside." Harry gets out of the changing rooms leaving Louis to finish changing into his clothes. Louis smiles looking at the door where Harry just left.

When Louis gets out of the loocke room he finds Harry leaning against his car looking at his phone with a serious look. Louis frowns confused.

"Is everything ok?" Harry lifts his head up and nods with a little smile on his face. They get in the car and drive to Harry's house. At some point Harry takes the aux cord and puts some music on. Louis doesn't really know the song but to be fair he isn't too much attention to it, his mind all too overwhelmed by the voice of Harry, who's singing along softly. When they arrive, Harry goes straight to the kitchen and starts making some tea. Louis frowns at him with a smile on his face.

"What?" Harry says while getting two cups out of a cupboard.

"Nothing." You're cute, Louis thinks. It's moments like this that make him completely forget that they didn't always get along. He goes into the kitchen sitting on the counter, following Harry's every move with his eyes. Harry puts some water to boil and then gets closer to Louis.

"So,what do you want to do?" Louis licks his bottom lip locking his eyes on Harry's.

"I have an idea." He smirks. Harry raises an eyebrow taking a step back.

"You're done with being boring?" Louis gets off the counter and walks over to Harry, bodies only a few inches away.

"I was never boring." He gets a bit closer and their chests are now almost touching.

"Prove it." HArry is towering over him, voice low and tone serious.

Louis grabs Harry by the waist pulling him closer, pushing their lips together. They stay like that for a few seconds before Louis starts moving his lips slowly. Harry follows his movements pliantly, falling into Louis' touch. After a while the kiss gets more urgent. Louis brushes his tongue along Harry's bottom lip and he opens his mouth to deepen the kiss. Louis takes some steps forward making Harry fall against the wall. He presses their bodies together rolling his hips against Harry's without breaking the kiss.

"Still think I'm boring?" He says against Harry's lips. Harry turns around trapping Louis between the wall and him. He grabs him by the hips.

"I'm still not entirely convinced." He rolls his hips making Louis exhale. Louis grabs his neck and kisses him with urgency, desire taking over both of their bodies. Harry relocates his lips to Louis' neck, planting wet kisses right under his jaw. Louis runs his hand through Harry's hair with his eyes closed, the feeling of Harry's kisses too overwhelming.

Harry rolls his hips again and Louis exhales louder. He doesn't know how Harry, with one movement, can make him feel so much at once. With only that touch, his knees go weak and his stomach starts fluttering like a million hungry butterflies are inside of him looking for something to feed on. The adrenaline rushes through Louis' body quicker than it has ever done and Louis can't contain all his emotions. He lets out a soft moan right by Harry's ear and then the other boy kisses him while rolling his hips one last time before tightening the grip around Louis' hips. As soon as he does, Louis wraps his arms around his neck letting himself go completely and diving into Harry's touch. It feels so good.

Harry runs his hands down to Louis' ass pushing him up and Louis wraps his legs around Harry's body. His stomach is doing somersaults and his head has only one thing in it..

Harry! Harry! Harry!

Harry starts walking towards the stairs as Louis moves his lips to his neck. When they get to Harry's room, he puts Louis down on the bed fitting himself in between Louis' legs. Harry starts kissing him again as he runs his hands down Louis' sides, sending shivers through Louis' body.

All of a sudden Louis is hit with the realization that this could be his first time and his chest tightens. He tries not to think about it too much and instead focus on Harry's touch.

The tactic seems to be working because all he can see, feel and think about is Harry and with every kiss there's a pool of desire building in his lower region.

Harry presses his fingers into Louis' hips, running one of his fingers under the elastic band of his jeans. Louis arches his back making their crotches touch. Harry lets out a soft moan by Louis' ear which makes his belly flutter and feel hot at the same time.

Suddenly, Louis' phone rings. He lets his head fall back rolling his eyes.