__Harry__
When Louis stopped examining my belly, he pressed a long kiss to my lips. I held his arms and kissed back
"I.." I stopped talking and just kissed him again- fuck I almost said I loved him....I don't think I should tell him yet..
He pulled back. "What?" he asked, confused
"I don't want to leave Niall alone for too long" I lied. well.. that's not a lie but that's not what I was gonna say
He nodded and smiled then pecked my nose.
"Gimme a sweater?" he asked
I quickly got him the sweater then he pulled his shirt over his head and I bit my lip hard as I examined his body
He's so skinny and kind of muscular and... he's hot.. Like, really hot.
I've seen him shirtless before of course but.. I don't know- it's like every time I feel all tingly and I get hard and I can't help but stare..
"Baby" he whispered with a little smirk on his lips
He'd caught me staring.
"Y-yeah" I looked back into his eyes and I knew my cheeks were red
He grabbed my hand and set it on the middle of his torso. I smiled and slowly dragged my hand down, making sure my fingertips ghosted over his skin. He licked his lips and stared at my face while I watched my own hand.
He has soft skin.. It's warm.
I stopped my hand at the bit of his stomach below his bellybutton and above his jeans. He had a happy trail. The hair was soft and light brown, barely noticeable..
"I love you" I whispered
I didn't even realize I'd said it until a couple seconds after..
I just stood there, frozen, and staring at my hand and his stomach and...
I was terrified to look up
"Harry.."
"You.. don't have to say it too" I finally said as I looked up into his eyes
He was smiling.
"Why wouldn't I say it back? Of course I love you too, baby"
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Lost In Your Own Mind ~L.S~
FanfictionHarry struggles with depression and anorexia. His body is small and fragile. He's malnourished and bleeding from every cut his body consumes. The new boy at school can't stand to see the hurt in those green eyes..
