Driving Mr. Styles

12

"Oh my God, listen to this! Someone saw you puke yesterday. They collected your vomit, and look, there's a sign and everything." Louis said and showed Harry his phone the next morning while they were having breakfast at the patio.

"What? That's disgusting!" Harry hissed.

He read the sign.
Harry Styles threw up here

Yesterday's date was scribbled at the bottom. Harry looked up at Louis and they both burst out laughing.
"Your fans are insane!"

"No, just dedicated." Harry defended his fanbase.

"It's puke!" Louis giggled.

"Well, it's my puke, so..." Harry smirked.

After breakfast Harry turned to Louis.
"Let's get out of here."

"Okay, where? Do you need to call security first?" Louis answered.

"No, not for what I have in mind. Dress comfortably and wear sneakers." Harry said excitedly.

Louis went to the pool house to get changed. Yesterday's unfortunate event had one perk. It had brought them closer. He had woken up with Harry in his arms and it had felt so natural, like it was where he belonged. Harry's confession about wanting to kiss him had torn down his walls. He didn't want to keep his distance anymore, emotionally or physically. He had no idea where this would lead them but he wanted to find out.

Harry brought water bottles and they got in one of his cars, and Harry was driving this time.
"Hey, you just put me out of a job." Louis joked.

"It's your day off." Harry answered and drove away.

Louis was curious about where they were going but he just sat back and enjoyed the ride. Harry had chosen one of the cabs and the wind messed up their hairs. Harry drove them out of the city. Louis's eyes grew wide when he saw the Hollywood sign.
"No way!"

"I thought we could get up there." Harry smiled.

"That's so cool." Louis grinned.

Harry parked the car and pulled the roof up before he got out and locked it. He handed Louis a bottle of water and they began their walk up to the top.

Harry took his hand to help him get over a stone and then he just kept his hand in his and Louis wasn't gonna pull away. He liked the feeling of Harry's larger hand in his. Harry smiled at him and he smiled back. He felt like a teenager again.

It was a high climb and soon they were both sweaty. They stopped to drink some water and Harry let go of his hand to open the bottle.
"How's the tongue?" Louis asked.

"It hurts but it's not bleeding anymore." Harry replied.

"I can't believe you managed to bite it off." Louis said.

"I'm not surprised. I fall a lot on stage as well." Harry grinned.

"And drugs?" Louis had to ask.

"Isn't a recurring theme in my life and I have never tried any of the hard stuff. You?" Harry retorted.

"I smoke weed sometimes but that's it." Louis confessed.

"Okay." Harry smiled. They continued to walk up the hill.

"I really liked that song you came up with." Louis said as he took Harry's hand in his, not caring that they were both sweaty.

Harry looked like a question mark.
"You know, she, she lives in daydreams with me." Louis started to sing.

Harry's mouth fell open and he stopped in his tracks.
"Why haven't you told me that you can sing?"

Louis rolled his eyes at him.
"Yeah, right."

"I mean it, Lou." Harry smiled.

"Oh, thanks. Ehm, so do you remember the song? I think Mitch recorded it on his phone." Louis replied.

"Well, I'm glad to hear that because I don't remember it." Harry grinned.

They started to walk again and when they finally reached the top they sat down on a stone to drink some water and catch their breaths.

Harry pulled him up and they walked toward the sign and looked down on the valley, seeing Los Angeles spread out underneath them.
"Great view." Louis commented.

"We should have brought some food for a picnic. Why didn't I think of that?" Harry pouted, looking disappointed.

"That would have been nice but we can have a picnic when we get home." Louis smiled.

They watched the city below them for a while longer before they headed back to the car. Halfway down they met two women on their way up. They both stopped and stared at them.
"Oh, my God. You're Harry Styles!" One of them said.

"That would be me. Hi." Harry smiled politely.

Louis took a picture of them with their phones and Harry gave them a hug before they continued their way down.
"Are you always that sweet with fans?" Louis questioned.

"I try to be. They're the reason I have a career." Harry answered simply.

They reached the car and Harry drove them home. They threw themselves in the pool to cool off as soon as they came inside, clothes and everything. They both laughed and removed the t-shirt plastered to their skins before they took a swim. After they soaked for a while Harry got up to make them some lunch, after changing into something dry. Louis headed to the pool house to change as well and walked into the kitchen after just to find Harry staring into an open fridge.
"I don't know what to make so I can eat it with this tongue."

"Let's just make some smoothies and ehm...I don't know, can you chew?" Louis wondered.

"I guess we have to find out." Harry giggled.

"So some smoothie and sandwiches?" Louis suggested.

"Yeah." Harry smiled.

They prepared lunch together. Louis made the sandwiches and Harry the smoothie. He went to get a blanket and they went outside and sat down on the lawn, having a small picnic. Harry pulled a face when he took a bite of his sandwich.
"Is it bad?" Louis immediately asked.

"Of course not. My tongue just got in the way." Harry answered. He chewed carefully.

They spent the most of the day outside, lazily hanging out by the pool. They even took a nap spread out on the blanket and Louis smiled when Harry put his head on his chest and wrapped his arm around him. It felt nice to be this close to Harry, something he definitely could get used to. Harry seemed to be wanting it to, being the one who held his hand first when they hiked and being the one resting his head on his chest now. Louis reached out a hand and started to run his fingers through Harry's soft curls, earning him an approval sigh from Harry.