Too Much, Too Little, Too Late.
Harry lay wrapped up in Louis' arms in the bed of the guestroom at Louis' home. It was the first night that Louis had actually slept with him all through the night and not left Harry to wake up to an empty bed. In fact, Harry had been surprised to wake up to find Louis spooning him tightly as he slept soundly, breathing heavily into the back of his neck and Harry had smiled to himself and snuggled closer into Louis' chest. For the past week, Harry had been mostly staying at Louis' house because Louis had insisted that he should go over there. He had also insisted that Angus picked him up from Uni and took him straight to his house, which if he were to be honest, Harry didn't mind at all. He loved going to Louis' house because it was never empty, unlike his own flat. Niall was mostly staying over at Emily's now so Harry was always alone. Here at Louis' house, he always found Mrs. Davis in the kitchen and he would sit at the breakfast bar doing his homework and revising while talking to her as she made him a snack and fussed over him, asking how his day had been and how his studies were going.
Harry liked her. She reminded him of his mum, not in looks or age but in her maternal attitude towards him and Harry basked in it. He had been alone for the past four years since his father had kicked him out after his mum had passed away. He had always lived alone and then with Niall when he moved to London. So he liked to spend time with Judy while waiting for Louis to come home from the office. Sometimes Leonard joined them and they would talk and drink tea. Harry loved the feeling of family, of belonging but he didn't dare make it too permanent in his heart. With Louis, he never knew where he was exactly but deep down, Harry wanted this. Wanted to belong.
Today was Sunday morning and they lay together in the bed under the thick quilt. It was raining heavily and Harry was cuddled into Louis, his head on his chest, their legs entwined together, listening to the drumming of the rain outside. It was peaceful.
'Do you really have to go?' Harry asked him again, pouting. Louis looked down at him and gave him a small smile.
'Yes Harry I really have to go. I need to visit my company in Singapore. It will only be for four days and I will call you every chance I get alright.' Harry pouted harder as he traced his index finger over Louis' "It Is What It Is" tattoo.
'Four days without you is too long,' Harry mumbled into Louis' chest like a little child and Louis chuckled.
'You have been without me for twenty years. What's four days?' Harry looked up at him, a scowl visible on his sleepy face.
'That's not fair. I didn't know you then but I know you now,' he protested. Louis placed a kiss on his forehead.
'Don't be a drama queen! I'll be back before you know it. If you didn't have exams coming up I would've taken you with me but you need to study. And besides, I think Judy would miss you too much if you were to come with me. I think she secretly loves you more than she loves me!' Harry playfully slapped his chest.
'You're her boss of course she loves you!'
'Aha that's why she loves me because I'm her boss and I pay her. I've seen her with you. She's different with you. Its like you're the son she's never had. She fusses over you like a mother hen and I know she makes you cookies and tea when you come over after your lectures,' Louis told him and Harry smiled fondly into his warm skin.
