Secret crush

Part 6

P.s: I kinda based the aesthetic of the chapter off this picture 🔝just imagine them older and Harry covered in tattoos and piercings

the Harry's pov:
I wake up louis I'm my arms, Look down at him, his face is an angel. Looking at him I notice features that I have never really noticed before,the freckles on his nose and checks, the purse of his lips when he sleeps, the way his hair falls on his face in messy curls. Louis. Out of all people, I'm falling for Louis. I can't even think that I could fall for some one. It's always been a one night thing and then it's over, but with Louis it's different. The way he giggles at me or whenever he blushes, I feel my heart swell with happiness, he manages to take out the rebellious side of me and opens up the soft side. A side that I have never shown to anyone in a while. I truly think this boy is changing me.
I look back down at Louis, his head is moving at every breath I take. His chest is slowly moving up and down in a calm manner. I grab ahold of his hand, I trace over the one tattoo that I know he has. It's a small x eyes smily face . It's the most random thing but I that's what I like about Louis.

I look over at the clock on the nightstand, it reads 8:37, I figure I could go take a shower because I still smell a bit the hot tub water. I get up carful not to wake louis, as I slide out of bed I walk back to my room to get a change of clothes. I pick out a pair of black sweat pants and a black shirt. While I'm at it I grab clothes for Louis, I grab him a navy blue shirt, gray sweat pants and his gray beanie. I walk back over to his room and set them down on the chair and go to the washroom.
I undress,turning on the shower. I step in and let the steaming water flow over my face and shoulders. I wash my hair and body, I find my self zoning out often I could go for a joint right now I keep thinking. I brought weed with me but obviously I didn't think Louis would be here and I don't know if he's into that kind of stuff so I've hidden it and tried not to think about it. But of course my mind keeps on going to it, I distract myself by washing my hair over and over again.

I hear a knock on the door "uh-haz you ok? You've been in there for almost and hour and a half." A voice came through the door. "Yeah yeah I'm ok, I'll be out in a sec." I say back. I turn off the shower and step out, I wrap a towel around my waist, I walk out heading to my room. I walk in and Louis is in there, he's changing the sheets (😳) he jumps as I enter, his face instantly turns red. He stumbles over his words "I. Sorry I was changing the sheets because you got them wet last night and I didn't want them to stain or smell." He says still stumbling. I laugh and say "it's ok, just get out so I can change." His face turns even more red "oh-uh yeah so-sorry." He says half running half stumbling out of the room.
I laugh to my self as he closes the door. I get changed and walk back into the living room.

I don't see Louis in there so I look in the kitchen. He also isn't there so I walk over to the book room, he's sitting on the window ledge reading a book. He doesn't hear me come so I stand in the door way just watching him. He's curled under a blanket, he has the gray beanie pushing his curls out of his face. He has a cup of tea sitting beside him, he the curtains drawn so the room is dim but light enough to where he can still read. He goes to grab his tea and realizes that I'm there, he blushes and puts his book down. I walk over to him and sit across from him, pulling the blanket Over myself. He moves him self up so he's sitting upright, I open the curtains wanting to see how much it had snowed that night. It hadn't snowed that much but it was enough to add a couple of inches, Louis looks out the window with me, he puts his hands up to his face holding one in another. We sit there looking outside, it's snowing and it looks like it's going to get windy soon.
Louis turns to me so his back is against my chest and lays down, he pulls the blanket over us and picks his book up again. He sits there reading, I take off his beanie and start playing with his messy curls. We sit there for 20 minutes, I'm getting bored so I start to bug Louis. "Louuuu" I start whispering in his ear, he ignores me and continues reading. I poke his neck making him squirm. But even then he didn't say anything. Then I think of something "you know, you turned REALLY red when I walked into the room after I showered."
He blushes and hits my hand looking up at me with an embarrassed look on his face. I let out a quite laugh and a smile breaks out on Louis face. He leans in to give me a quick kiss, I respond with pressing tons of quick kisses all over his face. He lets out a loud laugh, "his laughter makes me feel like I'm floating,it's so cheerful" I stop pressing kisses to his face and look at him.
He blushes and looks down at his lap, he shifts his body so that he is facing me. His legs on either side of my thighs. Because of this he's taller then me, he looks down at me and cups my jaw with his hands. His fingers trace over the feature of my face, running over my cheek bones and pushing the hair out of my face. His thumb swipe over my bottom lip only stopping at my piercing. He has this determination on his face. Lord what is this boy doing to me?
He leans down and kisses me, not harsh but filled with passion he's telling me something without actually saying anything.
My hands go around his waist, pulling his body close to mine. His hands are resting on my chest, clenching my shirt in them. His hands slide up and down my chest, driving me crazy.
He slowly grinds down on me, I groan and he does it again. Soon there is groan and moans coming from both of us. There is too much separating us, I need to be closer to him. My hands find the hem of his shirt and tug up on it. I pull it over his head breaking the kiss for a spit second, I throw the shirt not caring where it lands. We return to the kiss, I feel louis tugging at my shirt trying to get it off. I laugh, pulling of my shirt and throwing it to the side.
I lean forward pushing Louis down so he's pinned to the window seat, my forearms are beside his heads and he's leaning up just a little bit so our lips can meet. I leave small pecks going down his jaw until I reach his neck, I kiss against his neck and collarbone. Leaving bite marks all over his neck, I hear a moan come from Louis, he arches his head up giving me more access to his neck. I take this chance to leave tons of bite marks, ones that won't go away for a week, claiming him as mine.
My lips find his again and we kiss. Moaning into each other's mouth. My hands find his waist band, he pulls away, "no-no Harry, I'm not ready."
I sit up pulling him onto my lap "it's ok lou, I understand, only when you are ready" I whisper. He kisses my jaw and cuddles into my neck, "we should eat something." I hear him mumble into my neck. He pulls away and looks at me, I grab him, wrapping his legs around my waist, I walk us into the kitchen. He jumps off and goes to the fridge, he pulls out cheese and bread. He starts up the frying pan and starts to cook two grilled cheese sandwiches. I walk over to the pantry and pull out a bag of lays, I walk back into the kitchen as Louis is finishing with the sandwiches.
We walk into the living room and sit down. "Wait you know what I just realized" I say to louis, "hm?" He says food hanging out of his mouth, I laugh at this "Christmas is in 3 days, which probably means we will be spending it together." I say, he looks at me "oh yeah I guess it is, you know my birthday is on Christmas Eve."
I look at him I hadn't known it was this close.
"Oh really, I must have forgotten." I mumbled.
"Hey it's ok haz, honestly, I understand, we haven't really talked that much." He says rubbing my arm. That had reminded me. The whole reason why I stopped talking to him, my stupid, homophobic parents kept me away from this amazing boy. The boy who I'm pretty sure I'm falling for, but why? Why didn't he try to talk to me?
"Uh- lou, can I say something?" I look at him while saying this, "sure hazza, go for it." He says with a smile,
"Uh- so you see. The reason I hadn't talked to you was because my parents found out you where gay and they didn't want me around you, they thought you would corrupt me, make me gay. I'd always wanted to talk to you but I knew of my dad found out he would hurt me." 
I couldn't look at him while saying this. I feel his hand touch my face, there where tears in both of our eyes. But I felt safe, the person I think I love is here for me.