Eyes on Me (Larry/Nouis)

CHAPTER 26

Chapter 26- A Drunken Mess

Louis’s POV

Laying here on the couch with Niall is all I ever want in life. I love him with everything I have and I couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend. With my head resting against chest, he lightly plays with my hair with his long fingers.

I sigh in contentment and sit up off of the couch.

“What’s wrong, Lou?” Niall asks me gently, sitting up as well.

I just shake my head and smile at him. “Absolutely nothing. I just love you Niall.” I say smiling. I see begin to fidget, not meeting my eyes. He suddenly stands up off of the couch and looks down at me.

“I’m going to for a walk.” He states, still fidgeting. I give him a confused look but he won’t look me in the eyes.

“Did I do something, Nialler?” I ask him, standing up as well.

He shakes his head vigorously and begins to twirl his thumbs.

“What’s wrong, baby?” I ask him.

“Nothing, I just need a little air.” He says again. I nod my head understandingly.

“Alright. Dinner will be in a few hours. Just let me know if your going to be gone for a while, I will get worried.” I say timidly. It is very true, if Niall is gone for hours without contacting me I will freak out.

“Okay babe. I’ll call you.” He says. He leans down and kisses my cheek before walking from the room and out the front door.

That was very strange, Niall just leaving like that. He has never left me alone a night like this, but I understand if he wants space. I’m not going to be some clingy, overprotective boyfriend. If Niall wants alone time, he can have alone time.

I walk out of the living room and up the stairs. I have nothing better to do, so I might as well watch a film.

I walk into Harry’s room and I am instantly engulfed in his scent. Harry has a familiar, woodsy smell that is so comforting to me. I saunter over to his bed and lie down on it. I grab the television clicker from his nightstand and turn the TV to a movie channel. Unfortunately, I see that the movie channel is not on my side as I find Dear John playing.

I watch the film closely for hours before I notice I am crying. I guess I just can’t watch that without breaking down.

I hear the door downstairs open and, assuming it’s Niall I wipe my tears. I hear someone come up the stairs and go into the room next to Harry's, mine.

“Louis?” I hear Niall call.

“In here!” I shout to him. He follows the sound of my voice and walks into Harry’s room with a confused look on his face.

“Why are you in Harry’s room?” He asks me sternly. I continue to wipe tears from my eyes but if he notices them he doesn’t comment.

“The TV is better and I wanted to watch a movie.” I say calmly, resting back against the headboard. Niall eyes me suspiciously form the doorway before walking a little further into the room. He sits down on the edge of the bed gingerly.

“Louis, have you been crying?” He asks me. I nod my head and gesture to the ending of Dear John playing on the screen.

He smiles at me. “That movie gets me too.” He says cutely.

“So where did you go?” I ask him shyly. I don’t want to pry but he is my boyfriend and I’m curious.

He freezes up slightly, as if not anticipating the question. He begins to fidget again, avoiding my eyes.