Mystery Buyer (L.S)

Fourteen

Harry didn't hesitate for a second, leaning in and joining their lips. Louis closed his eyes at the feeling of their lips together. It was everything he imagined it would be. Warm, soft, tingly. Harry moved his hand to Louis' knee which caught him off guard and made him pull away. He kept their foreheads together and his eyes closed. Louis could still feel his lips tingling. Harry was breathing heavily before leaning away and looking at Louis who looked right back at him.
'You are something else, Lou.' he said as he ran his hands through his hair and leant back on his chair.
'You aren't so bad yourself..' Louis mumbled, blushing a little. He watched as Harry's hair fell back into the middle parting and over his forehead.
'How's your wrist feeling?' Harry smiled at Louis' comment, clearing his throat and changing the subject.
'Mhm, it'll be fine.' he nodded.
'In that case, shall we start on that Netflix?

Harry stood up as he spoke, picking up both mugs or tea and heading towards the living area with Louis following close behind. Louis pulled his sleeves down into his hands, gripping them tightly. He wasnt nervous in a bad way, he felt excited nervous.

He took in Harry's house as they walked. As they left the kitchen, they made their way through a hallway. The passed a room that looked like an office and passed the staircase that lead to the top floor, then just passed the stairs their was a downstairs bathroom. Everything was immaculate and so well designed and decorated. He had alot of plants which Louis loved and it was very homey. Louis wanted to decorate his place more but never had the time and didn't really have the eye for it either.

They reached the living area and Harry immediately sat down in the corner section of his L-shape sofa. That was obviously his favourite spot and it made Louis smile a little. He headed over and sat next to Harry as he took in the room. It wasn't what he expected at all in this room, it was different to the rest of the house. It was homey and cosy and it wasn't obvious Harry spent the most time in here. There was a fireplace on the main wall and it was a real flame fire, with logs sat just to the side of it. The walls were white with one wall navy blue, the wall where the fireplace was. The sofa was very pale grey and there was also an armchair in one corner that was also blue in colour, but not as dark as the navy walls. In that corner was a build in bookshelf that had a mixed of books, plants and decor on it. The floors were wooden and on the floor in the gap between the sofa and the fireplace there was a pale grey rug. Up on the ceiling, there wasn't a traditional ceiling but it was pointed like the shape of the room and there was a skylight window. And of course, Harry had plenty of cushions and blankets neatly placed around the sofa. It was his home. And even though it wasn't Louis' home, he felt at home.

'This is beautiful in here' Louis mumbled, still looking around the room.
'Thanks' Harry chuckled as he spoke. 'I actually kinda did this room myself'
Harry's gaze was on Louis as he was looking around the room. His face was still a little blotchy from his tears and his lips were a little red from the kiss. That damn kiss. Harry wanted to do it again. And again and again. He moved his gaze to Louis' hands and how they were still holding onto the ends of his sleeves.

Harry reached over and placed his hand over Louis' which made Louis instantly turn his head and face him.
'You're safe here, Lou.'
Louis gave Harry a small grin and the grip on his sleeves softened.
'I know I am. I know I'm safe wherever you are..'
Harry grabbed the remote control as he squeezed Louis' hand a little before leant back against the back of the sofa.

Louis was confused as he looked around the room again.
'Wait, where's TV?'
'Ta Daaa' Harry gave a cheeky grin as he pressed a button on the remote.
Louis turned his head to see one of those projector screens move down and into place on the wall above the fireplace.

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It was around 8pm and the pair had been watching Netflix for about an hour and a half before they were interrupted by Louis' phone. It was Fran checking in.
Louis didn't want to tell her about Parker just yet, he didn't want it all flooding back again so he just let her know he would fill her in later.
'Sorry' he mumbled to Harry with rosy cheeks.
'What for, Mr Popular?' Harry joked making Louis do one of his crinkly eye smiles.