His Hidden World~Larry Stylinson

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Mild Warning- This part contains mature themes. I'd advise anyone below the age of 12 to kindly leave. It's not bad, but it's not innocent.

"Harry! wake up."

He'd hear the faint voice of the other boy who hovered over the top of him. Louis' hair dangled in front of his face, arms flexing from holding his body up. There was a slither of sunlight peeking through the closed curtains which meant it was morning.

"Louis? What time is it?" Harry would whimper, pulling his boyfriend down to rest on his chest.

"We are going to get Y/n today.."

Harry looked at the clock besides him, squinting purely from tiredness.

"Baby, it's only 6:00am. We can't go get her until ten.."

"I know but-"

"Shh. I know. I'm excited too. It's not just time to get up though."

"Okay.." Lou whispered, disappointment evident in his voice. He began circling his fingers impatiently on Harry's bare chest.

Although it had been an appropriate time to get up, they enjoyed their moments in bed together.

Eventually Louis managed to fall back to sleep, snoring softly but not enough to be a nuisance. Harry found it quite adorable when he snored, it was like his equivalent to white noise. Relaxing. Peaceful. Content.

The two bodies lay pressed together. The only movement was the slow rising and falling of Louis' back as he took each breath. Harry's eyes fell, too, drifting back to sleep. However as much as they would like it to, peace doesn't last forever and soon enough they found themselves waking up to someone banging on the bedroom door.

"Go away." Harry groaned, rubbing his eyes in annoyance.

Ever since Harry and Louis moved in together, their other band mates kept possession of the spare key. This probably wasn't a good thing on their end but for Niall, he couldn't get enough of it.

The door cracked open, an eye peeking in.

"Clothes?"

"If pants are enough then yes Niall." Louis grinned, rolling off of Harry and raising himself onto his elbows to see.

To be fair, they found it just as much amusing as annoying when he broke in. The Irish lad walked over to the bed and Harry shuffled over, opening up the duvet for him to climb in.

"Liam and Zayn were here too but they just left to get McDonalds for breakfast and I got bored waiting."

"What time did you get here?" Harry would ask.

"Hmm, i'd say about 8:30."

H sat up, looking at the clock which had now been blocked by Niall's head.

"You've been here for an hour?" He'd lay back down, pulling Louis in closer.

"Yep. I'm honestly surprised you didn't wake up. We were doing some karaoke pretty loud in the living room before the others left."

A small hum was all he got in reply as Harry signalled him to the door.

Niall rolled his eyes and left the room as quick as he could, just in time to miss watching Louis climb on top of Harry and break all distance between their lips.

"Don't take too long, you're daughter can't bring herself home." The blonde shouted from behind the door.

They pulled away from each other, widening their eyes and plastering smiles across their faces. Louis stood up where he was, and reached down to help Harry up. They jumped off the bed like children and shuffled downstairs into the open living space.