Crossing Boundaries
Louis stirred and stretched on the chair, feeling his whole body cramped up. His muscles ached from sitting too long in the chair. He rubbed his eyes and got his bearings. Then remembered that he had slept in here to be near Harry. Harry! He looked at the bed and Harry was still sleeping deeply on his back, mouth open and the covers pushed off him, his long legs sprawled out over the bed, sheets tangled around his ankles. Louis smiled and looked at his watch. 6:45 am. Good. He was in time to grab a shower and change.
He went into his bedroom and straight into the shower. He turned it on to hot and immersed himself under the hot spray letting it unwind his tense muscles. He felt happy. He had a lot planned for today and he wanted it to be special. As he showered though, memories from last night came back to him, what Harry had said about Ryan and what his friends had said about him. His mind went back to Harry crying and begging him once again to take him. Louis was glad that when Harry wakes up, he will remember none of it and he was going to make sure that he wouldn't remind him of it.
When he was done with his shower, he got dressed in a pair of navy blue slacks, a Ralph Lauren white polo shirt with long sleeves and a pair of brown Oxfords. When he was done fixing his hair, he went downstairs to check that everything was planned for the day.
As he walked downstairs he was glad to see that his house was back to normal, no hint that a party had been thrown yesterday and Louis liked that. He liked everything to be in order, clean and organized. He walked into the kitchen and found Leonard having a cup of tea, chatting with Mrs. Davis while she prepared the birthday breakfast.
'Good morning,' Louis told them as he slid on a stool next to Leonard.
'Good morning Sir,' Leonard greeted him.
'Good morning Sir,' Mrs. Davis told him with a smile. Louis smiled back at her.
'How was your day with your grand babies?' Louis asked her. Mrs. Davis' face lit up.
'It was a splendid day Sir and they send their thanks for the beautiful toys you got them,' she told him. Louis waved a hand at her, dismissing her thanks.
'I'm glad you all had fun. How is breakfast coming along?'
'Everything is almost done Sir,' Mrs. Davis in formed him. 'I will set it all up in the dining room.'
'Excellent,' Louis complimented her. 'Leonard, is the dining room decorated?'
'Yes Sir,' Leonard told him. 'Would you like to see it Sir?' Louis shook his head.
'No. I trust you Leonard. I will go and wake up our guest then for his birthday breakfast.' He got up and walked towards the stairs leaving Mrs. Davis and Leonard exchanging surprised glances. No guest had ever slept in this house. Ever.
Louis took the stairs two at a time unable to contain his excitement. He stopped by his room to grab a bag he had placed earlier by the door then walked over to the guest room, opening the door softly. Harry was still sprawled out on the bed, a tangle of long limbs and hair all messed up. Louis stopped for a second to admire him in slumber. Even asleep he looked beautiful and innocent. Louis tentatively reached out and removed a curl that was across his face, then let his knuckles gently brush his cheeks. Harry stirred a little but didn't wake. Louis smiled at the cute way Harry scrunched up his nose and buried his face deeper in the pillow.
