Forbidden Love

Promise.

LOUIS' POV:

When we got home from the interview, it was a little after 7. I was weirdly tired, though, and I didn't even have the energy to even open the door of the car or the house. Harry just chuckled to himself and opened both for me. I instantly went to his room and fell face front onto his bed.

"Aww, tired, Lou?" Harry asked me, a hint of teasing in his voice. I turned my head so I was looking at him and he sat on the bed.

"Mhm.." I mumbled. He started to stroke my hair. I found it odd, but nice. I would just let him do whatever he was doing.

"Louis?" he called. I looked at him.

"Hmm?"

"You okay?" he asked me. I sighed and got myself to sit up and look at him. He smiled a bit and I smirked as I gave him a small shrug.

"I'm okay. You?"

"Yeah. I'm good. You make it all the better though." he told me.

I leaned close to him and just rested my forehead against his and shut my eyes. I sighed and licked my lips. Then I felt him take my face in his hands and press his lips to mine gently. I instantly kissed him back and he continued to kiss me slowly and gently, caressing my face as he did so. It didn't take long before the kisses intensified, which gave me a bit of chills. My heart started to beat a little bit faster as the kiss went on, and I laid back onto the bed, making Harry kind of lay on top of me. We didn't get too crazy. I promise.

He pulled back and kissed my nose gently. I smiled a bit and then he moved so he was laying beside me. He pulled me close to him and covered us in the blanket before he wrapped an arm around my waist loosely.

"Goodnight, Lou Bear." he mumbled.

"Goodnight, Hazza." I said, finding myself getting sleepier as I felt more comfortable. Soon enough, I drifted off to sleep, thinking of the lovely boy laying beside me.

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"Lou."

I felt someone shake me. I tried to ignore it so they'd go away though. I just wanted to sleep in one time. Today.

"Lou, get up."

"Mh-mh..."

"Louis, seriously get up."

"No." I protested. I got shook again.

"It's already one in the afternoon."

I sat up and looked to see Harry. He looked like he had just gotten up himself. Except his shirt was missing and he was in sweatpants. I blinked a couple times, feeling a bit confused honestly.

"But I only fell asleep for, like, five minutes."

"Yeah, definitely, considering the fact that it is one in the afternoon." Harry deadpanned.

"It is?"

"I friggin said that like two seconds ago." he laughed. "Now get up, Boo, there's stuff to do and me and the boys need you."

"A meeting, isn't it, Haz?"

He just shrugged and then started looking for a shirt.

"Who with?"

Harry mumbled a name, but I didn't really hear what he said. I asked him to repeat himself, and he looked at me as if he knew I'd be frustrated.

"Nick. He texted saying he needs us by two."

I groaned and laid back down. Harry laughed and ran over to me, pulling me back up by my arms. I didn't make any effort to sit up and he sighed.

"We're not in trouble..." he told me.

"Yeah, sure, and Liam actually likes spoons." I said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes at me and sat on the bed, looking at me as he ran his hands down his thighs.

"We're gonna be okay." Harry whispered. I just looked in his eyes and he smiled at me, dimples and all. I smiled back, not being able to be mad with someone like Harry in my life.

"I'll trust your judgement, Styles."

"Good. You should."

I did trust him. I always would. He was Harry Styles, a beautiful boy that I happened to fall in love with and he will always and forever take my breath away. I will always say that, because it will forever be true.

He took my hand in his and squeezed it gently. He looked down at our hands and licked his lips before sighing.

"Promise you'll play nice today. For me." he told me. I swallowed hard and nodded.

"Promise."

"Thank you." he breathed, kissing my hand before getting up. "Let's go then, we got an hour."

Well, a lot can happen in an hour.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

haiiii

so, we know we havent updated in 69 million years and we could sit and totally BS about having school and whatnot, but school cant be blamed for it all tbh.

it was school, of course, but it was also just trying to make things flow, which took many, many, many rewrites. and also we had a bit of writers block - we had to figure out where we were going to make things go. but, we got it now, so here you are :3

anyways, thanks again for reading.

-stylezandtommo xx