I Want What You Have - l.s

Chapter 3 - Harry

Harry blinks his eyes open at the sound of his alarm going off from his phone. At least he thinks that was his alarm. He stares at the unfamiliar cream-colored popcorn ceiling. Yeah.... That's definitely not his ceiling. Where the fuck is he?! Is this still a dream? He is about ninety percent sure that it's a school day so why the hell is he not in his own bed?

Better question: who the hell is his arm wrapped around?!

Harry glances as far down as he can without having to move his head and disturb said person.

Oh.

It's only Louis. Okay, now the memories from last night are flooding back. Harry sees Louis' laptop sitting on the edge of the bed; albeit it's closed now which means Louis must have at least been awake enough to shut it after Harry had fallen asleep halfway through the movie.

Harry reaches over to turn his alarm off which Louis is somehow easily sleeping through. He knows that he shouldn't have his arm wrapped around Louis' back all intimate like this but, to be fair, Louis is the one who has somehow tucked himself into Harry's side and has an arm sprawled across Harry's chest.

Harry's going to disentangle himself. He doesn't want Louis to think that now that Harry is out of the closet he's going to start coming onto his friends or something stupid like that. But... it does feel good to have Louis in his arms. It's more comforting than anything else. Right? Louis and Harry have always had a stronger connection with each other than the rest of the boys and with all the shit going on with his parents, it feels really good to be so close to him.

He also can't deny that last night was the best sleep he's had in ages. Usually his dreams are wrecked with anxiety, causing him to wake up at various times throughout the night usually in a cold-sweat. Last night though, Harry had felt safe next to Louis. He slept so deeply that he'd felt like nothing could touch him. Kind of like he was floating in a lake that was surrounded by ferocious lions, but as long as he stayed in the water they wouldn't attack. Louis was the water that kept him protected. He knew he couldn't stay in the lake forever but for now it felt good to just float peacefully on his back. As he relishes in Louis' warmth, Harry feels himself falling back asleep.

Harry's eyes fly open at the insanely loud blaring of Louis' alarm, causing him to actually jolt up in the bed. Louis, on the other hand, simply rolls over to turn it on snooze before lying back on his side. Harry rolls his eyes, no one else on the planet would be able to sleep after that sound. Well, maybe besides Zayn.

Harry gets out of the bed and walks into the bathroom to get ready before Louis. It's only then when he realises that he doesn't have any proper clothes or even a toothbrush... Harry sighs. As much as he wants to stay and get ready here with Louis, Harry is sure that whatever trousers or shorts he ends up borrowing will get him dress coded for being so tight...

"Lou?" Harry gently shakes Louis' shoulders after having gone back into Louis' room. "Louis I gotta go ok?"

"Hmm?"

Harry laughs at Louis' inability to even open his eyes. "I don't have anything I need for school. I gotta go home to get ready."

Somehow, this is what finally gives Louis the motivation to get his ass out of bed. "What? Noo, stay."

Harry laughs at the sight of sleep-rumpled Louis. His hair is flopped down in front of his face and his eyelids are only half open, causing the cerulean blue of his irises to only peak out the bottom. "I can't stay, I got to go home to get ready for school."

"But you don't wanna go home."

"True, but I also want to graduate and not look like a hobo so I gotta go home and change. Plus, ya know, I gotta get my schoolwork and such." Louis finally opens his eyes to look up at Harry, Harry can't help but smile back down. He's gotta admit that Louis does look pretty cute being all sleepy and disheveled. "You'll still pick me up right?"