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Chapter Fourteen

Louis, Zayn and Liam gave the other two boys a quick tour of the downstairs part of the flat before leading them to their rooms. "Harry you'll be staying upstairs, with me." Louis said and he noticed Harry smiling to himself. Louis was doing the same but he couldn't see it. 

He carried Harry's bag up the stairs and walked into Harry's room. Louis looked around at the now clean room. "Wow it's really nice!" Harry said as he brushed past Louis to look out the window. Louis' arm tingled at the contact and he crossed the room to look out the window with Harry. He stood behind Harry, he was so close to the boy that he could smell his strawberry and honey aroma. Harry stepped back from the window and glazed around the well lit room. It was bigger than Harry's room at his flat and much nicer. Louis broke the silence, "The toilet's down the hall, do you want me to show you?" Louis said, hoping that Harry would say yes. It gave Louis another reason to hang around the taller boy. "Yeah, that would be nice." Harry smiled and Louis led him across the short hallway. 

"So yeah this is it." Louis said, it wasn't much to explain, just a shower, sink, and toilet. Harry pointed to the hall closet, "What's that?" He questioned. "Just the hall closet. That's where the towels and sheets will be when you need them." Louis said, smiling at Harry. Harry pointed to Louis' room. "That's my room, do you want to see it?" Louis said. 

Harry nodded and Louis gently grabbed Harry's hand, leading him into the room. Harry stood there absorbed in everything Louis. His room reflected exactly who Louis was. Fun posters and pictures littered the walls, a cozy couch to sit on that was covered in blankets and pillows, and a desk full of papers and books. Louis watched Harry's eyes dart around the room, taking everything in. "Do you like it?" Louis asked. "I love it." Harrys started before laughing after he saw Louis mimic Harry. He decided that he liked the Louis room more than any other room, maybe because it belonged to Louis. Louis dragged him over to the couch and sat down. Louis rested his back up against the end of the couch and was angled towards the television.

 "Do you want to watch something?" Louis asked. It was about three and it's not like they had much to do. Harry scooted closer to Louis before leaning back into Louis arms. "Is this okay?" Harry asked, hoping that Louis would be okay with it. "O-of course." Louis staggered, it was hard for him to speak with Harry so closely. It made his stomach swarm with butterflies. They soon found some cheesy movie but nonetheless they both enjoyed it.

 "Lovebirds! Liam said it's time for dinner." Niall said walking into the room. They both blushed, "Niall! Okay we'll come." Harry warned, shooting Niall a look. He didn't want to make things awkward between him and Louis. 

As they all filled their plates up with the food Liam had made, there were plenty of laughs. Harry sat down next to Louis again,"One day you'll have to let me help with meals. You guys have been so kind." Harry said thanking the boys for about the millionth time. "Sure! You should probably have Louis help you though. He can't make much but toast and tea." Zayn teased. "Hey! I think that's all you're gonna need in life!" Louis retorted while Niall was obnoxiously laughing causing all of the boys to laugh. 

They finished dinner and Harry offered to do the dishes. "I'll help!" Louis said before following Harry into the kitchen. As he passed Liam he was smacked in the arm. "So much for helping us!" Liam joked as Louis rolled his eyes. "AH! Louis!" Harry screamed as Louis flicked water at the boy. "I'm just helping Haz." Louis said before laughing as he flicked more water towards the green eyed boy. "I will never let you help me ever again!" Harry shrieked as he felt water running down his back. 

Louis sat on the counter and admired Harry. Louis was always stunned by the amount of beauty a person could hold. Louis averted his eyes as Harry turned around. "Are you gonna help me or not?" Harry said a tinge of laughter still stuck in his voice. Louis hopped down and continued helping Harry do the dishes. 

It was about ten when all of the boys decided to call it a night. They had been playing games and chatting for the past three hours. Swapping stories and laughs, they were all tired from the eventful day. "Hazza!" Louis called from the couch. "'M too tired, carry me up, please." Louis asked.

 He was extremely tired and he never felt so awake and tired at the same time as Harry picked him up. Louis wrapped his legs around Harry's waist and his hands were latched in Harry's curls. Harry walked up the stairs, careful to not drop Louis. He carried Louis to his room and set him down on his bed, and covered him with his duvet. Harry surly thought Louis was asleep but he heard a faint voice that belonged to Louis say "Wake me up if you need anything." Harry smiled, "Goodnight Lou." He said before shutting the door and making his way to his own room.