Stockholm Syndrome ✔

Chapter 11 - He's Coming

It was still dark when Harry woke up. He opened his eyes and realised why he had woken up so suddenly — he was really hungry. He tried to sat up, but froze when he saw Louis' free hand resting on Harry's stomach. Harry blushed when he remembered how he had acted earlier. What had got into him? He had not been himself and now he was beyond embarrassed.

Harry turned to look at Louis who was still sleeping, and without hesitation yanked his arm which was handcuffed in Louis'. That made Louis woke up immediately and sat up.

"Chill", Harry said, rolling his eyes. "I'm not trying to escape."

Louis yawned. "I know", he said. "Why did you wake me?"

Harry sat up too, and shrugged. "I'm hungry", he said, and glanced at his stomach. "Like really hungry."

"You should've think about that before you handcuffed us", Louis said, and shivered. They still had nothing but their boxers and they had fell asleep on top of the blanket.

Louis squirmed so that he could pull the blanket under them. Harry moved too, and soon Louis pulled the blanket on top of him and Harry, and closed his eyes again. Harry felt how close Louis was, he was slightly touching Harry all the time and Harry didn't mind at all.

"But I'm hungry", Harry whined, and nudged Louis, who, however, didn't open his eyes. "Really hungry."

"Sleep."

Harry groaned and slumped down, enjoying the heat that came from Louis' body and the blanket. He scooted a little bit closer to Louis. He was well aware that he had got angry with Louis before they had fallen asleep but now Harry didn't care anymore. He was too tired and too hungry to care and the warmth that came from Louis felt simply too good.

"You give me food when we woke up, right?" Harry whispered because he was already falling asleep again.

"Uh-huh."

Then Harry fell asleep, his fingers slightly touching Louis'.

***

"Get up."

Harry opened his eyes and blinked. It felt like he had just fell asleep and now Louis was already telling him to wake up.

"No", Harry muttered, and closed his eyes again, but soon opened them when cold air hit his body. "Oi, give me my blanket back!"

"Get up", Louis repeated.

Harry groaned, and sat up. He didn't have time to wake up properly when Louis was already standing up, pulling Harry up too.

"Wait, I'm still half-asleep", Harry said, yawning. 

It was like Louis didn't even listen to him, but Harry couldn't blame him. Louis was proparly mad because of what Harry did on the other day. Louis walked towards the bathroom and Harry stumbled right next to him. Their clothes were in the bathroom and they weren't wet anymore, so Harry just stood still, his eyes half closed, while Louis pulled all his clothes on execpt his shirt which he had completely ruined last night.

"Are you coming like that or do you want to put some clothes on?" Louis asked, and Harry quickly straightened up, and forced his eyes to stay open.

"I'm... What? Oh, yeah, hold on."

Harry pulled his jeans on, and then socks and shoes. When he opened his mouth to say that he was ready, Louis was already leading them towards the door.

They made their way to the backyard, and then Louis turned his eyes on Harry. "Where did you threw it?"

Harry shrugged. "Somewhere over there", he said, pointing the direction with his finger, and then almost fell when Louis started walking. "Oi, slow down, I'm late riser."