Houseboy ➳ Larry AU |English|

Chapter 31.

For the first time, Louis is not afraid of criticism, and doesn't mind the disgusted looks that are watching them curiously. He is sure that kissing Harry is everything but disgusting, in fact it is the best thing that has ever happened to him, how can it be disgusting to kiss someone? A kiss is the greatest declaration of love, it's the most symbolic expression there is between two lovers, and Louis could kiss Harry all day long if he would let him. Their lips are sweet and lovely, time seems to stand still when they kiss.

When they pull away, Harry has the most splendid and beautiful smile he has ever shown. He looks so adorable and so damn perfect, Louis wonders if he's real. He doesn't look real. How did he come into his life to completely change it? How was he able to effortlessly sweep him off his feet?

"You're so beautiful, Harry. I haven't said this about any boy, ever, but you just are, I have to admit it. I'm happy to be here with you, I'm lucky." He takes his hand on the table and smiles at him.

"I'm happier, Louis, this is more than I expected."

"We will be free soon, and we will be free forever." Louis caresses his cheek, and Harry tilts his head to enjoy his touch.

They both enjoy each other's company, and Louis feels very privileged to be with such a beautiful boy as Harry. Every now and then he leans over the table to kiss him, solely because he is provoked and feels the need. Harry blushes every time he does it, he loves this, he loves it when Louis is tender and not indifferent to him, he loves it when he kisses him over and over again in front of so many people. He loves Louis.

When Louis opens the door to the mansion with his key, they meet Mr. Tomlinson's gaze. Louis swallows, freezing.

"Where have you been?" He asks curiously. Harry looks down. He doesn't have the same trust with Mr. Tomlinson as he does with his wife, so this situation makes him uncomfortable.

"At a party." Louis answers after a while in silence. Mr. Tomlinson gives them a warm smile.

"Well, you should go to sleep, it's already very late. Good night." He says before heading to the stairs to go back to his room. His wife had asked him to wait for the boys and not to go to sleep without seeing them arrive first, and to reassure his wife he decided to stay in front of the door to wait for their return.

They both let out a laugh when Mr. Tomlinson disappears from their sight. Louis takes Harry's hand and they run towards the stairs, still laughing. Actually, Louis doesn't plan on sleeping, and Harry isn't sleepy either, or so he wants to believe. He's one of those people who are used to sleeping at specific times, and if he doesn't sleep his full hours he'll fall asleep anywhere. Right now he just hopes that sleep doesn't overcome him and he can share with Louis until he decides to say goodbye. Harry doesn't want to be the first to say goodbye, and he also doesn't want to look like a baby by falling asleep and ruining the older boy's plans.

When Louis swerves and opens the door to his room, Harry feels anxious, he always feels tingly when he enters the bluish-eyed boy's room.

"Louis?" He asks, biting his lower lip. Louis looks at him sideways.

"I'm just looking for my laptop, you can sit on my bed if you want." He says as he keeps looking through his stuff.

"Ok." He replies before sitting down on Louis' comfortable bed.

He crosses his legs, uncrosses them, crosses them again, until Louis' velvety voice interrupts him.

"What are you doing?" He asks with amusement. Harry stops the movement of his legs and looks at him, feeling like an idiot.

"Nothing." Louis laughs, shaking his head and moving closer to him.

"I found it." He shows him his laptop before sitting down on the bed next to Harry. "Come here." Louis puts his feet up on the bed and places several pillows against the backrest for support, Harry doesn't move, though. "Are you always this shy?"