Hate That I Love You

Chapter 34

Louis opened his eyes again when it was still dawn. Harry hadn't been next to him for a while, his side of the bed was in fact cold. Annoying sun rays hit him directly on his face and this led him to awaken badly.

He leaned on his elbows and raised his back slightly, seeing Harry from behind, with his arms crossed and his eyes straight towards the view of the window whose shutters were open.

"Harry," Louis just called, trying to ignore the lingering post-hangover headache. Shit, that head turn would haunt him all day.

Harry turned slightly to him, his eyes were red, he probably hadn't slept that night and, Louis noticed almost immediately, his engagement ring was missing from his finger. His expression was serious, perhaps worried but, in that strange frown that furrowed his eyebrows, Louis could almost feel a little serenity. "I'll talk to my dad today," he began. "I will not marry Xander," he informed him.

Louis parted his lips slowly.

"I want to have my freedom, and if that means giving up my company, then I'm willing to do it," he nodded.

"Really?" he whispered.

Harry nodded.

Louis could not help but jump out of bed and rush on him, taking his face in his hands and kissing him forcefully. Harry smiled into the kiss, resting his palms on his chest and kissing him in turn, with speed, with need because their lips had missed each other so much.

"Wait," Louis broke off. "I could have kissed you, right?" he asked him suddenly. "I mean - you didn't mention me in your speech and ..."

"Yes, you idiot you could!" he rolled his eyes. "But don't get excited, Tomlinson. I don't do it for you, I do it to have the freedom to do what I want in general."

"Sure, keep telling yourself, Styles," Louis chuckled. "Anyway, keep yourself free for tomorrow night."

Harry frowned. "Why?" he asked him.

"We'll have our first date," he replied obviously. Harry smiled immediately afterwards, tilting his head slightly. "I mean," Louis began again, suddenly embarrassed. "You don't really have to come, of course. You can tell me no, but I just thought, yeah, well ..."

Harry laughed. "Shut up and kiss me," he ordered, but he didn't really wait for him, rushed to his lips and shut him up for good.