Harry's Pov
I slowly blink my eyes open, cuddling more into my comfortable pillow while fingers thread though my curls.
Wait...
My eyes snap open and that's when the night before hits me. Louis. The kiss. Becoming boyfriends.
Oh God, what if it was a joke? What if I wake up to find a cackling Louis, disgusted by the fact that I admitted my feelings to him?
The fingers in my hair stop moving, instead massaging the back of my scalp.
"Haz, I know your awake." Louis giggles. He giggles. Oh fuck.
I turn my head so I'm looking up at him, pouting. "How'd you know?"
"Your breathing." He answers simply.
"Oh." I close my eyes again, relaxing against him.
"How are you feeling? Sore?"
"Yeah a little. The pain usually hits me when I stand up or move my body."
"Where's your medication?"
"On the night stand, I'll get it later." I snuggle deeper into him and under the blankets.
"I can't believe I can finally call you my boyfriend." His hand leaves my hair and he wraps both arms around me.
I feel my cheeks go red. "Me either." I then add in a smaller voice, "You don't...regret it do you?"
"What? No! Why would I?"
"I don't know..." I mumble.
"I promise you Harry, I really like you. And I'm so sorry for being a dick in the past." I can hear the honestly in his voice.
"It's okay Lou." I blush harder at the nickname that slipped out. And then a thought hit me. "Fuck! Where's mum?"
"Oh, I heard her knocking on the door before but I just stayed silent. Your phone went off with a text message from I'm guessing her."
I reach over and grab my phone, seeing that mum did in fact text me.
Hi darling, I hope you're feeling better today. I've gorn off to work and Luke had to go out but should be back around lunch. And I'll be home at 3❤️
"What'd she say?" Louis cuddles me up again.
"She's at work, should be home this afternoon. And Luke will be here around lunch."
"What time is it?"
"9am, we have heaps of time." I rest my chin on his chest, just staring up at him. Hesitantly I lean in and connect our lips.
He instantly moves his lips against mine, hands coming up in the blankets to rest on my waist. I let out a small breathy moan when I feel his teeth bite at my lip, slowly pulling them off.
"You taste so good." He pants, flipping us over so he's on top, hovering over me. I moan in reply as my hands creep up the ends of his shirt, letting me feel the soft skin underneath.
"You're so hot." He removes his mouth from mine to slowly leave soft kisses down my throat, making my breath hitch. "So hot." He suddenly moves to suck on the supple skin just under my ear, which must be my sweet spot because my legs go plaint. It feels amazing.
"Oh Louis." I sigh, eyes fluttering.
By now his hands are at the bottom of my shirt, looking up at me. "Can I take your shirt off?"
I hesitate, remembering the patches still on. What if it's a turn off for Louis?
Louis must realise the same thing, because he leans up to give me another kiss. "It's okay darling, don't feel bad for showing it. Of course if you'd like to leave your shirt on you can, but if you want it off don't leave it on because of me."
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