Mystery Buyer (L.S)

Fifteen

Louis couldn't sleep. He had been watching the rain above him for about 40 minutes and tossing and turning. He just couldn't stop thinking about Parker and how Harry knew all about it and how he had seen it. He was embarrassed more than anything. Harry saw him at him weakest and at his most vulnerable.

Louis sat up, unable to let himself fall asleep and grabbed his phone, realising Fran had messaged back.
*Wait, at his HOUSE? How did that happen?!*
He smiled as he read the text. It hadn't suck in for him that he was in Harry's house, in Harry's clothes. With Harry.

*It's a long story! I'll tell you properly when I'm home.*

Louis opened up his front camera to check his hair and face again. He wasn't blotchy anymore but he had messy hair. He pulled the hood down and tried to style it a little better, not having much luck then pulled the hood back up over his head.
As he did the rain got heavier and louder and he pulled the the blanket over him a little more. He heard Harry stir a little as his breathing changed, making him look over to him.

Harry was on his side now, one arm under his head and the other by his side and Louis had the perfect view of his face. His curls fell messily over his forward and his cheeks were a little smooshed together from leaning on his arm which made his lips pout slightly.

Louis resting his head on the back of the sofa, still looking over in Harry's direction. He tucked his legs underneath him again so he had crossed legs and pulled the ends of his sleeves down to grip them in his hands. He was relaxed though this time, he just found comfort in holding the material.

He felt his eyes blinking heavily, knowing he was sleepy now. He stayed in the sitting up position, knowing if he moved he would be back at square one in the falling asleep stage.
As he listened to the sound of rain and began to feel his body getting heavy there was a bolt of lightning closely followed by roar of thunder. He jumper just a little as he didn't mind storms but Harry jumped up, almost falling off of the sofa.

Louis opened his sleepy eyes but kept his head against the sofa. He watched as Harry rubbed his eyes and ran his hand through his messy hair, looking around the room as if he had been asleep for days which brought a smile to Louis' face.
'Morning sleepy head' Louis joked, speaking quietly as he lifted his head from the sofa to look at Harry properly.
'As if I fell asleep, how embarrassing' Harry chuckled as he sat up. 'So rude of me too! You didn't have to stay down here, you have a whole room upstairs.'
'I felt rude leaving you here alone..' Louis mumbled. 'Plus, you're obviously scared of storms' Louis joked making Harry do a huge dimple smile.
'Oh for sure, what would I have done without you? My hero!' Harry smirked.

Harry stood up, stretching as he did.
'No judgement but, I'm having some warm milk. You down?'
'I'm definitely down, no judgement' Louis grinned.

Harry kneeled on the sofa with one knee and leaned closer to Louis.
'Nice hoodie by the way.' he winked cheekily as he spoke, then leant back up and made his way out of the room.
Louis blushed slightly, lowkey wishing Harry had been leaning in to kiss him but also just appreciating Harry being so close to him.

He stood up and followed Harry, reaching the kitchen just as Harry had opened the fridge. He sat at the counter again just as before.
'Can I help with anything?' he muttered, wanting to have something to distract him from just staring at this boy that he fancied so damn much.
'Nothing at all, you just keep sitting there looking pretty.' Harry replied with a small cheeky smile.
Louis bit his lower lip to try and pretend his cheeks burning red again and watched as Harry took two mugs from his cupboard and filled them with milk.

Harry warmed up one mug at a time, placing them in the microwave. He gave Louis the first mug who took a small sip straight away.
'No but in all seriousness, that hoodie looks way better on you.' Harry commented as he waited for his own mug.
'You're taller than me, its a little big on me.' Louis spoke quietly, feeling a little shy.
'Exactly!' Harry took his mug from the microwave as he spoke. 'It's cute.'