When The Smoke Is In Your Eyes (l.s.)

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30.04.15

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It was four days before Louis' 16th birthday and three days before Harry went home for Christmas and his mum had allowed him to stay with the older boy for those days if he please came home after Harry left.

For the first time in years it was snowing in December, not heavily but still enough to coat the ground with a layer of white.

Much like an excited puppy, Louis was up at the window, face pressed against the cold, wet glass as he watched the flakes fall down.

Harry had gone out to the shops, leaving Louis alone in the house. After trying for a while to hold himself back he gave up and headed for Harry's wardrobe, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and one of Harry's big coats to keep himself warm. He found a pair of socks and some gloves, putting them on as well then heading back out to the hallway to put his shoes on.

Just as he was tying the laces to his shoes the front door opened and Harry walked, two tescos bags on one hand as he shut the door with the other.

"I'm home." Harry called out.

"Hi! Can we go outside?" Louis came running into the kitchen, excitement on his face and the sleeves of the coat flapping over his hands.

A laugh escaped Harry's mouth, inwardly cooing at how adorable his boy was.

"Course we can, let me just put this stuff away."

"I'll help."

Usually Louis would leave Harry to do those sort of things by himself but right now he wanted to go outside so he'd do anything to speed up the process.

It took them just over 5 minutes, Louis eagerly bouncing when Harry shut the cupboard door for the final time.

"Come on then." He laughed, taking Louis' hand and leading them to the back door.

Louis squealed a little bit, rushing past Harry and running into the snow. He immediately crouched down to make a snowball, grinning at Harry before throwing it in his direction and watching it hit him in the chest.

"You didn't." Harry said, making up his own snowball.

"I did." Louis giggled, ducking out of the way as Harry's snowball soared past his head.

He managed to duck most of Harry's snowballs until Harry pretended to give in then threw one right at his chest.

"Harry!" He squealed, some of the snow falling into the collar of his shirt and falling down his chest.

"Sorry." Harry replied not very sincerely as he walked towards Louis and dropped some snow on his head.

In retaliation Louis grabbed a handful of snow and shoved it down the older boys pants, laughing delightfully when Harry shrieked and groaned at the numbing cold feeling.

They spent nearly two hours in the garden, building snowmen and throwing snow at each other.

Louis went to throw more snow at Harry but Harry reacted faster, pushing the younger boy down into the snow. Unfortunately for him Louis had twisted his fist into the older boys shirt and pulled him down on top of him.

"You're freezing." Harry laughed deeply, placing his gloved hands on Louis' red with cold cheeks.

"Y-yeah." He replied, his teeth chattering as a shiver took over his body.

"How about we go inside and warm up, maybe have some lunch?"

"If I can get a kiss first?"

Harry laughed, pecking Louis' lips and pulling away again.