You may want to reread the first part before reading this one...
What I love the most about train part one is that it all happens in a few hours, it's simple, sweet and easy.
And I kinda wanted to do that again.
To keep the original essence of it.I believe you'll like this part two.
And who knows, maybe next year I'll do another follow up of it.Mag 🦋
Train
[Harry's POV]"I get it now. Why you did it. It's so easy to talk to you while you sleep. Not that it is difficult when you're awake, but you know."
"Just let the poor guy sleep, Louis." - A female voice said from behind us. Probably Hélène.
I tried to bite a laugh as I continued pretending to be asleep.
"Excuse me, I can speak to my asleep boyfriend all I want, thank you." - Louis answered as he ran his fingers on my hair. - "Don't listen to them, baby." - He whispered to me. - "As I was saying, it's a good way to be entertained. So now I get it, you were bored and I was sleeping practically all over you, so you talked. Though if it had been the other way around, and you were sleeping over me, I'd have probably gotten you out by calling security or something. So it's a nice thing that I was the creepy one and you were the kind one." - He giggled and leaned down to peck my forehead. - "Thanks for accepting me, awkward and all."
I shifted a little, curling even more against him, feeling one of his hands on my hair and the other one resting on my thigh.
"Thank you for also coming with me to all my games." - He whispered again. - "I know this weekend wasn't planned, and with your sister and the wedding and all, you could have just said no. But you came, and I swear everything is so much better if I know you're there in the crowd watching me. I love you."
I bit my tongue again, burying my face on his neck because I was dying to say it back, but I also wanted him to keep having his private time while thinking I was asleep.
"I'm so damn lucky to have you." - He sighed, running circles on my scalp.
Then suddenly the train started to slow down its speed and Louis softly stroked over my shoulder.
"Wake up, baby."
"Huh?" - I mumbled, faking to slowly wake up.
"Wake up, we are almost there."
"Already?"
"Yeah." - Louis laughed. - "You slept all the way."
"I guess I did." - I lied.
I felt his lips pressing against my forehead and then he pushed me softly so he could stand up.
"C'mon, help me get your stuff." - He said, standing on the hallway of the wagon and getting on his tiptoes to grab our bags from the compartment above the seats.
I sighed and stood up too, taking the three bags and handing him two of them.
"I'm tired." - I said.
"I'm the one who should be tired, you know? Not you." - Louis joked.
"Shut up." - I said.
Somewhere in my coat, my phone started ringing, and when I finally found it and looked at the screen, it was my sister.
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TRAIN [L.S] - One Shot Collection.
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