another stupid hate song

Chapter 15

Harry woke up with a warm body pressed against his back. Seemed like they didn't move during the night. Harry didn't dare move, he didn't want to wake Louis up, so he just stayed there, wrapped in Louis' arms. In some ways, during the night, Harry and Louis' legs tangled together.

It felt quite... nice? Waking up like this. It would surely be nicer if it wasn't Louis.

Would it, though? a little voice in his head told him that maybe it was nice because it was Louis. He immediately brushed away that thought because it couldn't be possible, right?

The last time that he was cuddled like that was by Seth, and it wasn't honestly a comforting thought.

Louis moved a bit from behind Harry, nestling closer to him and tightening his grip around him. He was probably still asleep and didn't realize what he did, but it still made Harry shiver a bit. He felt Louis' eyelashes move on his back. Louis was so close that Harry could feel his eyelashes moving and every breath he took.

"'Morning" Louis whispered in a raspy voice, still half asleep.

He took a hand off of Harry to rub his eyes. Harry looked behind his shoulder, and if it wasn't Louis, Harry would probably be endeared by that. Because it was cute. If it wasn't Louis, of course.

"Hi" Harry replied

"I'm starving" Louis said, pulling away from Harry

"Eat something, then"

Louis rolled his eyes and got up. He stretched and Harry absolutely didn't stare. Louis put his sweatpants on and left the room.

Harry took his phone from the nightstand and looked at the time. It was 7 a.m. Fuck. He had to get up and go to school.

He got up and took some clothes from his closet before leaving his room. Louis was in the kitchen, sitting on the counter, dangling his legs. Harry stopped.

"What're you waiting for? we have class in an hour" he asked

"Waiting for the water to boil. You can still ask the kettle to go faster but I doubt it'd change anything" he said

"Tea isn't going to feed you, you know"

"Yes I know, Harold" Louis said, empathizing the 'Harold'

Harry just rolled his eyes and went to the bathroom.

Harry showered and got dressed. When he left the bathroom, Louis was not in the kitchen anymore, he was sitting on the edge of the window in the living room.

"Are you going to jump? Please don't" Harry said, getting closer to Louis

"No, I'm not" he scoffed "I'm just smoking, idiot"

"Cool. Now get dressed, we're leaving in ten minutes"

Louis took a drag and looked at Harry with his piercing blue eyes.

"You're seriously only leaving me ten minutes?"

"Now nine. Hurry up"

Louis rolled his eyes and groaned as he got off the windowsill, closing the window behind him. He went into the bathroom with his clothes and closed the door.

Harry walked to the kitchen and took a cup of green tea. He put two sugars in it and then drank it when it was done.

Louis came out of the bathroom twelve minutes later and sat down next to Harry.

"Don't sit, we're leaving"

"We literally have twenty minutes before having to go to class, and you don't live that far"