Shit, maybe I miss you//Larry Stylinson

Chapter 20

Harry's POV.

It's Monday again and I'm sitting at school. Surprisingly today my period isn't that bad. We are doing projects in groups and I'm with Niall and Barbara. Not that we're doing exactly what we're supposed to be doing, cause we're just talking and Niall is laughing all the time. 

After the class, I found another letter from Louis in my locker. He never misses a single day. I always have some beautiful letter in my locker.

But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms
And if you like having secret little rendezvous
If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do
Then baby, I'm perfect
Baby, I'm perfect for you

I really love the one from today. It's so true and so sweet at the same time.

@louis91 Hey baby, I have the house for myself today. Don't you wanna come?

@Harrystyles I'd love to. When?

 @louis91 Right after school. I miss you.

@Harrystyles You've seen me yesterday.

@louis91 Feels like enternity.

 @Harrystyles Haha. I'll be there as soon as possible.

@louis91 Great xx.

@Harrystyles xxx.

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Right now I'm on my way to Louis'. The first and also the last time I was there, was his anniversary party with Eleanor.

For sure I'm jealous that he's still with her, even though it's just for public. He can hold her hand, go side by side with her to school. Kiss her in front of everybody, but not now, that was my condition. Thankfully he hasn't broke that promise yet, so I'm grateful. I couldn't take it seeing him kissing her. I'm really falling for this guy and I can't imagine my life without him.

I walk to the front door and knock, waiting for Louis to open.

"Hi beautiful," he says and grips my shirt with his right hand and pulls me inside. The door is slammed behind me and in a second I'm pinned to it.

Louis' lips are pressed to mine and once again I can taste him. We make out for some time and then breathlessly pull away.

"Are you hungry?" he asks.

"What do you offer?"

"The only thing I can give you are toasts. I'm not a great cook and there aren't any leftovers, sorry."

"Toast sounds fine."

He nods and leads me to the kitchen. It's different now. There aren't any red cups all over the floor. The kitchen table isn't full of alcohol, but it's shiny. Everything is so clean.

I sit on the kitchen counter while Louis is preparing my toast. I would have never guessed that he'll be this thoughtful. I love it.

"Here you go," he passes me a plate with 2 toasts with ham and cheese.

"Hmm, tastes good," I say while eating them. 

He comes closer to me and stands between my legs. His hands are lying on my thighs and he's making small moves with them. He's watching me eating like it's the most interesting thing ever.

"Thank you," I say holding his face in my hands and kissing his forehead. 

"You're welcome baby," he smiles and leans to kiss me.