1D One Shots { BoyxBoy} *REQUESTS OPEN*

For Better or For Worse. {LS} *requested* (Part 2/2)

Louis woke from his sleep with a heavy pressure on his chest. He opened his eyes to see Harry's hand ;pressed on his body and an angry look on his face.

"Want to tell me why the fuck you were recording me sleeping?!" Harry yelled, the camera in his hands. He was holding it so tight Louis was wondering how it didn't break. "Shit Lou, I knew you were into some freaky shit but why record me? You don't get off while watching it do you?!" Harry was becoming hysteric. If |Louis wasn't so tired he'd laugh at how stupid his boyfriend was being.

"You don't actually think that do you?" Louis sniggered, sitting up and laughing. Harry's face went bright red. He clearly didn't think this was funny like Louis did.

"Why were you recording me?!" Harry yelled again, throwing the camera at Louis and crossing his arms across his broad chest.

"I just wanted to sho-"

"You know what? Find someone else to record, I'm going to Zayn's." The younger boy marched out their front door and slammed it, making Louis jump. Find someone else to record? What the fuck does that mean?

Whatever it meant, Louis was still determined to show his boyfriend how horrible his snoring is.

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"I don't know anymore, Zee. I knew he liked weird shit but I didn't think he'd go this far." Zayn nodded, he knew what this was about but he had to play along. He didn't want to risk his 'weird' friend cutting his balls off for ruining the plan.

"Are you positive he was going to use the video to wank to? Did he say that?" Zayn tried, Harry's face not showing any emotion.

"Well... No, but you do know how.. Weird he can be?" Harry laughed awkwardly.

Nodding, Zayn smiled and said "Well, he's weird... You know that, I know that, even the poor sod next door knows Louis' weird morning routine. Does he still do that, actually?"

"Um, yeah. He still walks around naked for twenty minutes drinking tea..." Harry blushed, he was lying. Louis' morning routine is to wake Harry up with a blow job then ride him until he cried. Zayn still thought Louis did that tea thing but that was over.

"Ah, didn't really expect anything else from the mighty Tommo." Zayn laughed loudly, trying to waste time. Harry was about to open his mouth to reply but Zayn's phone buzzed.

It was a text from Louis, saying "Keep the curly haired cunt busy, I'm still setting up the video. Ta, buddy. x."

"Twat." Zayn muttered. He didn't really know how to keep Harry busy, it was kind of awkward since he never really spoke to Harry that much. "Want to watch some movies, got some beers in the fridge if ya want 'em."

Harry's eyebrow lifted, "Beers at ten in the morning?"

"You're judging me, Styles? You wash your clothes twice... Even Liam isn't that odd." Harry nodded and got up to grab the beers.

After about four films Louis finally texted Zayn and said it's safe for Harry to come back. He didn't ask Louis why it took so long for him to set up a fucking camera but then again, it was Louis. What else should he expect?

* * *

Sitting on the sofa, Louis stared at the TV. Harry's sleeping image was on it, his face looking carefree. Deciding to wait until Harry was home, Louis made himself a cup of tea and have a shower.

Soon enough Louis was back on the sofa. He could hear Harry stomping his way to the front door.

"Lou? Baby? You inside?" Knocking followed Harry's voice. Louis forgot he locked the front door, but he did it out of habit. Before he lived with Harry his old house kept getting broken into and he became paranoid.

"Yep. Why should I open it though?" Louis asked sweetly, standing up and walking to the door. He heard Harry sigh and a wave of guilt washed over him.

"Because Lou, I'm tired and a bit drunk and um I miss you."

"And um? And. Um." Louis tutted, but he still unlocked the door.

Harry stumbled in and smiled at Louis. "Hi babes." Harry mumbled, even gave him a kiss on the cheek to show how happy he was to see his boy after a long day drinking.

"Had fun with Zee?" Louis smiled, wrapping his arm around Harry's waist and guided him to the sofa. Pushing him down, Louis pointed at the TV and pressed play.

"What-"

"Just shut up and watch. Wanna show you summat."

Harry's snoring blared through the speakers. Cringing, Harry sat up straight and watched the screen closely.

Noticing Louis wasn't in the bed, he became sad. His own boyfriend didn't sleep in the same bed as him anymore?

The video ended. After about ten minutes of watching himself wake up from his own snoring, Harry had enough.

"You have to deal with that every night?" Louis nodded. "And I flipped at you because you just wanted to get some sleep?" Louis nodded again.

"'s 'cos you're a cunt." Louis giggled, moving to cuddle up to Harry. Acceptingly cuddling Louis, Harry kissed his boyfriends head and promised to get some sort of help.

It worked, though. Harry got some medication for chest issues and those nasal strips and it worked perfectly. Both boys were getting more than enough sleep and their relationship was improving too.

Well..

One night they were sleeping, until Louis said something that woke Harry up.

"No, don't like the dentist..." Louis murmured sleepily. Harry sat up and thought it was Louis winding him up.

"Lou?"

"Can I have a chip?" Louis' sleepy voice filled the room.

"You're joking..." Harry sighed. They'd gotten past the snoring, but of course it was Louis' turn to fuck up their sleep.

"Curly haired cunt..." Louis sighed, moving around in his sleep. Harry laughed, staring down at his boyfriend with a stupid grin on his face.