Move Along (Larry Stylinson/Niam Horayne)

Chapter 9: Let's See How This Goes

Louis’ POV

Harry’s surgery is tomorrow and he has been taking this too well. The entire past week Harry has been curled into my side. I haven’t slept once, and every time Harry fell asleep he would wake up crying. He barley speaks anymore either. When any of the other lads are around, he doesn’t say one word, but when it’s just me or when I’m with Gemma or Anne he’s a bit more social.

Speaking of Gemma and Anne, they have been taking this much better than Harry has. I mean, I can tell Harry is trying to stay strong, and he’s told me to he’s trying, but it’s not working. He’s told me he felt like the moment he speaks that they won’t think of him as the same Harry they know and love. They will think of him as someone who’s sick, and he doesn’t want that.

Anne and Gemma only have cried once, and that was when they found out. They didn’t wanna seem too weak in front of Harry when he as this torn about it, so they always sucked it in. I’ve seen Gemma teary eyed a few times, but besides that she’s been fine.

“Hey Lou?” A soft voice broke my out of my thoughts. I looked down, seeing Harry looking up at me with a hopeful look; he kinda looked like a little puppy. I gently ran my hand through his curls, giving him a small smile.

            “Yeah Haz?”

            “Can I talk to you about something?”

            “Sure Haz what is it?”

            “Erm… It’s about what happened last week.” My heart rate began speeding up. I knew he was talking about the kiss, and truth be told I haven’t been able to get that out of my head since then. Actually, it’s been itching in the back of my mind, behind everything with Harry actually having cancer.

            “What do you mean?” I tried really hard not to seem too shaky, but I think Harry could tell.

            “The… the kiss.”

            God, the moment he brought it up I felt the butterflies in my stomach. That kiss was amazing, and I don’t know if it was the fact that he was finally awake, or that I actually enjoyed it. I think it was the second option, because as bad as this may seem, I’ve been having some… let’s just say dirty thoughts about him, and every thought made the butterflies grow.

            “W-What about it?”

            Harry’s gaze immediately shifted to his hands in his lap, beginning to twiddle his thumbs. “Well,” he took a deep breath, shaking his head to ruffle out his curls. I couldn’t help but smirk. “Why exactly did we… ya know… kiss?”

            I took a deep breath, not knowing what the hell was actually going to come out of my mouth. “I don’t know really,” I let the breath out, taking the beanie off my head and running my hand through my own hair. “Kinda like a spur of the moment thing I guess? I was kinda happy to see you breathing, looking at me rather, and it kinda just… happened, ya know?”

            I felt Harry nod against my shoulder, and I looked down at him to see him still staring at his hands. It stayed silent for a few moments, and I looked away, staring towards the door. I really hope nobody walked in right now, because I don’t want Harry to stop talking.

            “Can I try something Boo?” I looked down to see Harry staring up at me, eyes hopeful and full of… lust?

            “Sure?”

            Before I knew it, Harry was leaning up towards me. His eyes were drifting shut, and the butterflies in my tummy couldn’t keep still. I felt myself tilt in towards him, and my eyes slowly shut.

            His lips crashed into mine, and I know this sounds cheesy, but I saw the fucking fireworks. And his taste… it was just so intoxicating. I couldn’t resist.

            I pulled him closer to me, latching my hand in his curls. I felt him snake his arms around me and I could hear the small moan escape his lips; this just made me smile against the kiss. Soon his tongue traced over my bottom lip, and I immediately let him in.

            Needless to say, the next ten minutes or so was just snogging, and I enjoyed every moment of it. I slowly pulled away though, knowing Harry needed air since his lungs weren’t healthy right now.

            “Wow,” he breathed out, staring into my eyes. I couldn’t wipe the smile off of my face as I stared down at him, seeing his eyes sparkling for the first time in over a week.

            “Yeah,” I was still huffing a bit from how much breath I lost, but it was worth it. “That was…”

            “Just… wow.”

            “Yeah,” I let out a long loving sigh, keeping the smile played on my lips. Now I had to be the smartass I am. “Was that what you wanted to try?”

            Harry smirked, gently hitting the back of my head. I let out a chuckle, gently leaning down and pecking his lips again. What? I couldn’t get enough of him.

            “What does this mean?” He let out a soft whisper, staring into my eyes.

            “Whatever you want.”

GAAAAHHHH THEY KISSED!!!!!! FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hehe very proud moment, even if the way this chapter was written really did suck ass :p hehe sorry for he language but I thought this chapter was pourly written but my friend (aka REINA) read it and said it was so cute, so I decided to post it :3 hehe hope you enjoyed it!

Sorry for it's shortness though /).(\