Cocaine for Breakfast

Chapter 12

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"Lou!" Harry giggles breathlessly as Louis covers his face with kisses. "I can't call Z-Za—" He laughs, squirming beneath Louis to get away from the tickling fingers.

Louis laughs, biting Harry's neck playfully. "That can wait." He growls lowly, grinning when Harry brushes his fringe off his forehead.

"Yeah?" Harry's eyes are sparkling as he cups Louis' neck, drawing him closer, maintaining eye contact.

"Yeah," Louis whispers before their lips seal and where his fingers had just been dancing over Harry's shirt, they now dig in his sides as he moans deeply in his throat. He slots his thigh between Harry's legs, rolling his hips down.

"We don't have a lot of time." Harry warns, withdrawing, licking his lips slowly.

"We don't need a lot of time." Louis grins toothily before kissing Harry's collarbones.

They spend the rest of the morning hidden beneath the covers, branding words into their flushed skin and fingers drawing patterns on each others backs. Tasting each other, breathing each other in, holding onto their own little piece of heaven.

Minutes turn to hours and hours turn into the midday sun beaming through the window, illuminating the room in an enchanting glow neither of them wants to miss out on.

They only let up from each other when Harry's work phone rings the third time in a row.

While Harry takes the call, padding out of the bedroom wearing only the shortest of briefs, Louis rolls onto his side, feeling happy and lax in the sheets. He checks his own phone; there are a lot of new messages, but none from Nick and he doesn't know if that's a good sign or not. He sure hopes Nick is busy partying his arse off, not in the hospital because he's been beaten up.

The rest of the week passed in a blur. Harry checked in with Zayn after their late lunch explaining the situation with Hawk and the nice little chit-chat Louis had with Nick. Zayn informed them that he didn't know about the change of location but would keep an ear open for any news.

They can't ask for more.

On Tuesday, they went to see Anne again, and to Louis' surprise she greeted him like a long lost son, wrapping him in a bear hug and only letting go when Harry whined about her being embarrassing with her kisses to Louis' head and cheek. Louis didn't mind, he just hugged her closer and pushed the question as to why his own mum couldn't hug him like that to the back of his mind.

Also, Louis finally met Gemma. She floated into the room like some Disney princess with pink hair and big green eyes. He liked her the moment she made a joke about Harry being all doe-eyed when Louis spoke. They teamed up against Harry, roasting him for his awful puns and jokes and before Gemma left, she pulled him aside, thanking him for making her brother happy. Louis told her that was bullshit, that Harry was happy before he met him, but she just smiled at him and shrugged.

It's weird because even Lara seemed to get used to the idea of them being together and when they hung out on Thursday, she would send him the biggest smiles or half-moon eyes whenever Louis would do as much as touch Harry or the other way around.

Louis is glad that the dislike of them being 'together' is over and the others (also Liam, since he said it's a stupid idea, but Harry shut him up with a glare and it took only took one word for Liam to give in, that word being 'Zayn' and, well) got used to it to the point that they call them out on it, telling them to get a room, only to be reminded by Harry that this is his house and if they don't want to see some tongue-action (his words) between them they are free to leave.

They didn't go to Manchester again during the week. They stayed in Macclesfield, going for walks with Travis and doing some smaller deals with Bianca and Stoner-Face. They went to the Diner on Wednesday and hung out with Liam, Niall, and Lara on Thursday and Friday.