two ghosts (l.s)

Chapter 18

Harry's POV

"I love you."

"What?" I feel Louis tense and I immediately regret saying it.

"N-nothing..." I feel like crying again.
Louis places a hand under my chin and lifts my head up to look at him.

"Harry, do you really mean it?" He asks and I nod my head.

" I do."there's no point in denying it now." I love you so much Louis." I say and he makes a sound between a sob and a laugh.

" I love you Harry. I love you I love you I love you." He whispers cupping my face in his hands. My heart feels like it's about to burst as the words come tumbling out of his mouth.I look up and green eyes meet blue. Then and there everything stops. Time is irrelevant. It's just me and him,us. Nothing else matters except that I love him and he loves me back.

We kiss and it is more passionate than ever. His hands are stilk pressed to my cheeks and I feel myself dissolve in his touch. Our tongues dance together and I let out a whimper when he bites my bottom lip softly.

Louis pushes me gently so I am laying down in one of the soft pillows and he puts his legs on either side of my waist, straddling me.

I bring his head back down to connect our lips again and it feels heavenly. Louis suddenly moves his hips slightly and a shock shoots through my body. I gasp and he smiles against my lips. I've never felt like this before,but I realize that I'm enjoying it. A little to much maybe.

"Louis." I manage to breath out and his lips move to my neck. "W-what-" he finds a spot on my neck that makes me stop mid sentence. He laughs against my neck and shivers run through me.

"What, what Harold?" He asks lifting his head to look at me ,but my voice is nowhere to be found. Instead I lay there gaping at him which only makes him laugh harder.

Soon I join him and we're laughing till our stomachs hurt and our eyes water.

"It's not funny!" I yell gasping for air between laughs. He looks at me still laughing and shakes his head.

"I love you Harry. Even though you made me laugh while we were having an intimate moment." He adds and I roll my eyes.

" It's not my fault it felt weird." I pout and he awes.

"Good weird or bad weird." He asks and I blush.

"Good weird." I admit and he smirks.
"I'm hungry." I announce and get up quickly to save myself from further embarrassment. " Let's go make something to eat."  I suggest and Louis agrees. Thank god.

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" Sooo, what do you want to eat?" I ask him as we enter the kitchen.

" I don't eat."he answers as if it's a known fact.

" What? Why?"

"I don't need to, remember? Plus there isn't really anything interesting out there besides some berries, which are probably poisonous." He replies pointing outside and I nod my head in realisation.

For some reason,my mind travels back to Niall, the blond boy from the orphanage, who would literally die for food. I remember how he used to sneek out at night and go steal food from the kitchen, without ever getting caught. I wonder how he and Liam are doing. I really hope they found a family that loves them as much as mine loves me. They really deserve a new start, even Zayn.

"Harry, you still with us?" Louis waves a hand in front of my face snapping me out of my daze.

"Sorry. What did you say?"