Rivals with Benefits

Chapter 18 - just kiss already

Louis' POV
     "So for the hotel, how many rooms are we thinking?" Harry asks after a solid few minutes of silence.

I think we both got a little lost in our thoughts. At least I did. But I did look down and see Harry just moving around the mouse aimlessly like he was spacing out.

"There's what? 22 of us?" I question doubtfully but Harry nods so I continue, "Then we should probably get 11 rooms, right? So two people to each room," I deduce.

Harry grins, "Yeah, that works. It's definitely a lot," he chuckles softly.

I smile down at him when he meets my eyes since his head is still in my lap, "Definitely," I nod making Harry's dimples show, "We'll have to talk to all the boys about it tomorrow and get all the money and shit."

"Yeah," Harry agrees before furrowing his eyebrows drawing the little lines in between his brows - his thinking face, which is adorable, "Doesn't this mean that one of your mates and one of mine will have to share a room?"

"Oh," I realize, "Yeah, that's not good. Well maybe-" I quickly cut myself off when I fully process what I'm about to suggest.

"Maybe what?" Harry asks, his eyebrows are still furrowed but it's out of curiosity.

"No, it's nothing. It was stupid anyways," I brush it off with the waving of my hand.

Harry reaches up placing his hands on the back of my neck before pulling me down. The action makes me blush immediately and I already know I must be bright red. My face is so close to Harry's but I'm looking at him upside down so it's less intimate I guess. But that doesn't stop my heart from racing when I meet his beautiful green eyes.

"No, what were you going to say?" Harry presses on with a soft voice.

"I was just going to suggest-" I start but stop when I feel Harry slipping his hands into the back of my hair.

"Mhm," he hums as he twirls the ends of my hair around his fingers.

My breathe feels heavy as I exhale it and it brushes against Harry's face. He continues to stare into my eyes intensely while combing through my hair.

"Right, um," I clear my throat, "I was going to suggest that the two of us could share a room since I know none of our mates will want to," I explain before quickly adding, "But that's stupid, we don't have to do that."

"No I want to," he says hurriedly.

Harry drops his hands and moves around so he can face me. He's chosen to turn over on his stomach and throw the computer to the side completely. He splays his arms over my crossed legs and places his head on top of his hands. We're a bit farther away now but still close which doesn't help calm my heart down.

"Don't you want to sleep together?" Harry asks all innocent like.

Excuse me, what?!?

"It'd be like a sleepover," Harry adds but I don't miss the smug look he has which means he definitely knows what he's doing.

I cup his face and pull him towards mine. By the looks of it he wasn't expecting that as his face turns into a deep shade of red.

"I'd take you for the night, but I don't know if I could handle you," I watch in amusement as Harry's eyes grow wide and he lets out a forced laugh which makes me smirk, "Would you behave for me?" I ask trying to be assertive.