Save Me and I'll Save You L.S

Chapter 13

A/N Ok, I've been getting my shit together so I'll try and make this chapter better to make up for the last one, oh and this is nearly at 200 reads yayyy! <3

Louis 

It had been a shitty Friday for Louis, exams were over and now all he could do was pray that he did well enough to maintain a position at the school. He no longer had to stress over studying and he didn't have schoolwork to keep him busy. This particular Friday was extra shitty because Niall was away after exams, having left to go and be in Ireland with his family over the short break. Leaving Louis alone and bored as Niall was really his only friend that he saw outside of school.

Louis had been doing his best trying to forget about Harry who had dropped off the face of the earth. Louis had been staring blankly at the television that was playing a re-run of 'Friends' when a light knock at the door had snapped him from his trance. He had been rather comfy tucked up under a blanket on the couch and was annoyed to be forced up to see who was bothering him at the ungodly hour of 11pm. He had padded over to the door while wishing that he had a peep hole and swung back the door. 

To Louis's utter surprise he was met with the sight of sheer perfection. Harry stood on the doorstep towering over Louis his green eyes lighting up at the sight before him. He was panting almost as if he had run there, and Louis was speechless never did he think this is how his night would be panning out. 

"Louis" Harry had said exhaling his name almost as a sigh of relief at the sight of Louis gazing up at him. 

But before Louis had been able to speak or make any movement towards him, Harry had fallen like a rag doll. Louis automatically winced at the sharp crack that Harry's head made as it connected with the concrete, and he had been momentarily frozen before rushing to Harry's aid. Kneeling down beside him Harry only appeared to have a small graze on his head, Louis wondered why Harry had just passed out, before continuing to assess his injuries. 

"H-harry wake up" Louis said shaking him lightly trying to find any sign of consciousness within the boy, he had no luck. Louis was unsure how badly Harry was hurt but his breathing seemed regular so he didn't call an ambulance. He also didn't know if Harry had any drugs in him and he didn't want to be the reason Harry got into serious trouble or anything. 

Louis never said he liked being small, but if he could only name one example of when he wished to be bigger, now would be that moment. He was trying to lift/drag Harry into his flat but moving the dead weight of Harry plus how lanky all his limbs were was quite the struggle and Louis cursed at himself for not working out more. 

Eventually he managed to get Harry into the flat by literally dragging him by gripping under his shoulders, Harry never had to know that Louis couldn't carry him. Louis dragged Harry through the small flat and into his own bedroom cursing under his breath the entire way, why couldn't Harry have passed out inside the flat or better yet not at all. 

Now that Louis actually had Harry in his room he hadn't thought this far through his non existent plan. Unsure what to do Louis contemplates whether he could just leave Harry on the floor till he comes around, he sure deserves it after the way he treated Louis. But Louis decides that he isn't a monster and very awkwardly drags Harry up onto his bed pulling back the sheets and nestles his head into the pillows. Louis can't help but admire how breath taking Harry looks like this with shadows casting over him, Louis nearly forgets that Harry is actually injured. 

Initially Louis had planned to chuck Harry on his bed and leave him till he wakes or Louis wanted his bed back, whichever came first. But he was starting to worry, Harry was only in a thin shirt and black jeans which were both damp with sweat, Louis didn't want him to get cold. So before he could change his mind Louis gently lifted the hem of Harry's shirt over his head ruffling his curls in the process, and then quickly slid his jeans off making sure to look respectfully. This left Harry only wearing black boxers which didn't leave much to Louis's imagination, Jesus he had to get his mind under control.