The days passed. Neither Louis nor Harry talked more than they had to. A quick "hello" each morning an a "bye" in the evening. They talked about work, keeping it very serious and professional, ignoring the moments and touches they had shared. And before they could overthink it, it was Tuesday night, Louis sitting on his couch switching through the chanels on Tv being slightly bored.
He grabs his phone from the pocket of his grey joggers and dials Nialls number.
"Hey lad, what's up" Louis starts speaking as soon as the irish boy picked up the call.
"Tommoooooo" Niall shouts "Sup?"
"uhm not much i'm bored. But i'm leaving early tomorrow, so don't even think about going clubbing. I'm not ready to kiss a random dude again" Niall chuckles as a response.
"I think his name was Dave- or was it David? Pretty sure something with D... And im not talking about the D in his pants"
"Niall."
"Lewis."
"Shut up!"
"You called me!? Not the other way round. So i could easily hang up." Niall jokes, trying to provoke Louis, who was still laying on his couch, cozy tangled in some duvets.
"Yeah yeah chill, so how was your day?"
"Louis wtf, are we a couple or something? I wonuldnt mind fucking you, but why are you calling me in the first place?"
"Like I said i'm just bored, and... nervous about tomorrow" he finally confesses.
"Ah now i know what we're talking about. Its your PA isn't it? You still drooling over him?"
"What? No i'm not drooling over anyone. I'm just nervous because he's staying at my place. In my private space. Thats really strange... I shared my apartment with Lydia once, that was normal, but I think it could create a strange atmosphere with Harry.. its just different ya know?" Louis starts to explain.
"Different because you want to fuck him?"
"NIALL" Louis yells, hanging up the phone and throwing it next to him on the couch. A few moment later it buzzes, Louis reading Nialls message.
Sorry lad, but don't worry its gonna be alright! (If you have sex, send me a tape tho) See you next week!
Louis rolled his eyes, quickly answering him, while he walked to his bathroom. Niall is just so weird, but that's why he likes him tho.. He also owns a company worth a million dollars. But he's still grounded and somehow, when Louis is with him he doesn't feel like a rich, powerful man. He just feels like a normal adult, also if Nialls jokes are quite childish but that's mainly why he loves him. Louis never wanted to grew up. He always wanted to be the small bean he once was. God he was so happy with his mother and his sister.
As Louis feels like he needs to puke, he quickly pushes his thoughts to the side, taking a hot shower and crawling into his bed. He can barely get to sleep, thinking about Harry.
He wonders what Harry will do when he's in NY with him. What shampoo does he use? What will he wear for sleep? What color has his toothbrush?
Okay stop. He told himself, turning on the other side of his bed, looking out of the window. The curtains weren't fully closed so he could see parts of Londons skyline and the bright light signs. As he thinks about Harrys Conditioner he slowly drifts off to sleep.
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"Long night?" is the first thing Louis hears when he steps into the car next to his driver.
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Half a Heart//L.S.
Fanfiction27 years old. One of the richest and most famous men in London. Louis Tomlinson achieved everything he ever wished for. The owner of a million dollar worth company, gets in trouble when his Personal Assistent has to leave him. But that's not the o...