partners in crime

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August 28th, 2010.

"Do you think we'll make it?" Louis mumbles, his head on Harry's bare chest, finding comfort in the way his chest rises and falls with each inhale. Harry's lips twist into a line, he raises his head to look at the boy who clings onto him like a feeling.

"I think we'll make it until the sun doesn't exist to us anymore." Harry responds, and Louis looks up at him, his blue eyes so gentle, yet so tired.

"He's going to die." Louis sighs, nuzzling his nose into Harry's peck, "He won't survive this one." He adds, and Harry feels the tears hit his chest. He taps Louis' shoulder, Harry sits up, Louis following suit. He scoots himself backwards until he's flush with Louis' headboard. Louis' sniffles and crawls up so that's he's straddling Harry.

Harry pushes his hair to the side and off his forehead, he licks his lips and looks into his eyes, his vision flicking back andforth between each eye. He sniffles, "Baby, no matter what happens, you've got me." Harry coos, his thumbs rubbing over the exposed skin on Louis' hips.

"I just want it all to stop s'all." Louis sighs, dropping his head, he fidgets with his fingers, wiping his eyes. Harry feels all the pain and sorrow Louis does.

"Hey." Harry whispers, resting his hand under Louis' chin, making him look up at him. "'S gonna be okay. No ones gonna take you from me, and you've always got me, till I die, baby." Harry promises, kissing Louis' forehead.

"Now you, my beautiful boy, need to get some sleep, okay? We're gonna go see Mark tomorrow, and he's gonna be fine, we're all gonna be fine." Harry nods his head, swiping his thumb over the delicate skin over Louis' cheekbone. Louis swallows, clearing his throat. He looks up at Harry, his eyes helpless, "Can you stay?" he whispers.

Harry nods, "Mums at work again, and I think dads at the bar tonight."

Louis sighs, and nods his head, "Okay." He mumbles, pressing a kiss to Harry's lips. It's gentle, and endearing. "I love you." He whispers when their lips break apart, their foreheads resting against one another's.

"I love you so much more, darling." Harry whispers back,he presses another gentle kiss to Louis' lips, smiling when he pulls back, "Alright beautiful boy," Harry sighs, tapping Louis' hip bone. Louis gets up from Harry's lap, laying next to him on the bed, his face in his pillow. He groans and Harry glides his hand over his spine, "I know." Harry whispers, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the back of Louis' head.

Louis rolls over when he feels Harry lay next to him, and he's quick to cling to him. His head on Harry's chest, and the other just above Harry's belly button.

Their legs intertwine, Harry's hand comes up to lay on Louis hip, running soothing circles into the meat.

"Partners in crime?" Louis whispers, lifting his head to look at Harry, who cranes his head down to meet his gaze. "Partners in crime." Harry nods, blowing a kiss to Louis.

If only they knew what the future holds.