When The Smoke Is In Your Eyes (l.s.)

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30.03.15

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An annoying noise was what woke Louis the next day. Some sort of alarm that was definitely not his because everyone knows his alarm tone was Marimba not the stupid blaring alarm sound or strum or whatever the name of this noise was. He groaned and reached his arm out blindly, freezing when he felt it come in contact with warm, soft skin. The lump of skin next to him groaned but the annoying noise stopped so Louis was happy in that sense. He still hadn't opened his eyes, knowing that it was Friday and that meant school which meant it was early right now and he just couldn't be bothered with any of it. Then he remembered. It was Friday morning and he was at Harrys house asleep in Harrys bed because he'd run to Harry when Max cheated. Oh.

"Morning." Harry spoke when he saw Louis had opened his eyes and oh god Louis wished he hadn't.

Maybe if he hadn't opened his eyes Harry would've left him alone and it would give his voice time to adjust back to it's normal sound because oh god. Harrys morning voice was something. Deep was his usual voice, a slow and occasionally raspy drawl that sort of made you want to punch him in the nuts but at the same time made you want to lay down and have him speak to you for the rest of your life. But his morning voice was something else, slightly raspy and obviously thick with sleep. Louis was pretty sure he could get off to that sound.

"Earth to Louis." Harry said, this time louder as he propped himself up on a elbow and leaned closer to the boy.

"Hmm yeah, what?" Louis replied, balling his hands into fists and rubbing his eyes.

"Morning! Did you sleep well?"

"Yes thanks, do I still have to go to school today?"

"Yes you do, it'll be fine. I'm going to go and make you something nice for breakfast then we'll go to yours so you can get changed then I'll take you to school. Okay?"

"Sounds like a plan big guy."

Harry laughed at that comment, throwing the covers off himself and climbing out of bed. Louis had forgotten the older boy had stripped down to his boxers the night before. Now he watched as Harry stretched, his back muscles tensing and untensing as his lifted his arms above his head and made noises similar to a cats. He seemed to get lost in a trance and didn't notice Harrys departure until the bedroom door clicked shut. Shaking his head seemed like a good idea to clear his mind, so he did so and immediately regretted it after when he went to pick up his phone and felt dizzy. Maybe randomly staying at Harrys last night wasn't such a good idea because he now had 4 missed calls and 8 texts from his mum and a few texts each from Jess, Olly and Stan. Neither Max or Jamie had had the guts, or nerve, to make any contact.

First he opened up a group message with Jess, Olly and Stan and sent out a message

can u try and get to school early, got stuff to tell u

Then he opened the message from his mum and read through them

How's the night going darling?

Louis?

You probably don't want to text your mum while you're on a date so text me when you're on your way home

Are you on your way yet?

Louis, where are you?

I've called you twice Louis where are you?

I've spoken to your friends and none of them know where you are.

I hope you're just staying the night at Max's. Call or text me soon, I'm worried boo. I love you xxx