I love you. Fucking idiot.

7

Harry was the first to wake up again. He looks down and smiles softly to see Louis for the second day in a row cuddled into him, he takes a moment to admire his beauty. From his soft breaths to his rosy cheeks to the way his hair falls onto his face.

He moves his free arm behind his head to prop himself up slightly and softly rubs Louis' back with his other.

He lays there silently thinking about how last night they stayed up till early hours talking and actually laughing.

It reminded him of the old days.

Back when they were kids.

Each weekend they would have sleepovers. Build forts, stay up till early hours which was super cool! Eat lots of junk food and drink lots of fizzy pop. Play games, watch random comedy films.

Back when they were close and happy.

He understands why Louis hates him, he just wishes he didn't.

Can't he understand it from his point of view?

They were 12, he couldn't tell his parents they couldn't move. He couldn't stay alone in Doncaster with his parents halfway across the country. He had to move with them.

It hurt him to leave Louis.

And now 7 years later fate brought them back together, but this time Louis hates him.

He slowly moves his arm from behind his head and carefully grabs his phone from the bedside table.

He checks the time and decides to let Louis sleep for another 15 minutes before attempting to wake him up.

He sighs softly and checks his social media, he scrolls through his Instagram comments on his recent post rolling his eyes seeing all the girls simping over him, he replies to a couple of them for his own amusement chuckling quietly.

How they've not got the hint he's gay is beyond him.

He continues to scroll through his phone but stops once he feels Louis begin to stir, he puts his phone down looking at him.

He smiles softly when he feels Louis cuddle further into him.

Louis sighs softly in content rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he takes a deep breath feeling safe and secure.

After a few minutes, he slowly sits up yawning softly mumbling "Sorry. Didn't mean to sleep on you again" He reaches over to grab a cig lighting it up taking a long drag.

"I didn't mind, want me to go get us some breakfast? We have half an hour before we need to be ready" Harry asks climbing out of the bed.

"Yeah yeah.." He nods taking another drag. "Wait! No!"

Harry turns to look at him confused. "What do you mean no? I thought you wanted something?"

"I do, I just don't trust you"

"You don't trust me?.." Harry frowns slightly offended.

"I didn't mean it like that!" Louis shakes his head taking another drag of his cig. "I meant your food choices after last night. They're a bit strange"

"Strange?"

"Yeah, strange. Very strange."

"How exactly?"

"Well cmon you brought me some salad last night, no one eats salad. It's gross"

"It wasn't just salad, it was a chicken salad"

"I don't care it's gross"

"It's nice and healthy"

Louis rolls his eyes mimicking him "It's nice and healthy" He giggles softly finding himself funny.

I mean who doesn't find him funny?

"Sorry sorry... Look all I'm saying is your food choices ain't the best, I mean first you drink cold tea then try to tell me lettuce is a meal and now you expect me to trust you to get me breakfast? No chance"

Harry rolls his eyes softly as the boys' dramatics. "Well tell me what you want and I'll get it"

"Ummm" He hums softly as if he's thinking, he looks over at Harry for a moment and chokes on air!

He was not expecting to see Harry standing there naked from the waist down slowly buttoning a floral shirt up.

God.

Does this man not have any sense of modesty.

This was not something Louis wanted to see this early in the morning!

"You okay Lou?" Harry asks his voice laced with concern after hearing Louis choke.

"I uh.." He clears his throat. "I'm fine, you know... You shouldn't walk around naked"

"Why not?" Harry raises an eyebrow. "It's not like I should be ashamed."

"No... I uh... I guess not.." Louis mumbles looking away from Harry putting the docker into the bottle grabbing his phone from the nightstand. "I want some coco pops and Yorkshire tea."

Harry nods softly slipping on his shoe. "I'll be right back, you can get ready while I'm gone" He smiles softly leaving.

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Harry zones out ignoring what the professor is talking about as he walks slowly behind the rest of the other students kicking a few leaves out of his way. He looks over to see Louis chatting away to Zayn. "Niall" he yells slightly to gain his attention "come here"

He runs a hand through his hair sighing softly "Your good mates with Louis right? I uh, is he always cuddly when he's asleep or?"

"I'm not quite sure actually, we've never slept together. No! I mean not in that way. Well not in any way."Nial rambles on stumbling over his own words.

Harry chuckles putting a hand on his shoulder"Ni, relax. I know what you mean."

"You should ask Liam or Zayn"

With that Harry nods and continues to walk behind them all silently.

Tonight was the last night he was going to spend with Louis he had to make it worth it!