Until they tear us apart. | l.s.

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Harry got ripped out of his sleep by the blaring of his alarm that was ringing through the room and booming off the walls. He peeked his eyes open, but closed them again immediately with a cringe when the bright sunlight that was shining through the window was blinding him. He reached over to his nightstand and grabbed his phone trying a new attempt to open his eyes to shut his alarm off. He dropped the phone back on the bed and rubbed his fists over his eyes with a groan.

It took him about two minutes to properly wake up, but when his memories from last night made their way into his brain his eyes shot open and he jolted up which was a terrible mistake when an unbearable pain shot up his spine and he dropped back on the mattress face first crying out loudly and instantly tears shot in his eyes.

Being drowned out by his whimpers he didn't hear his door opening and just realised someone was in the room when he felt his bed dipping and a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Good morning, baby." Louis' soft voice hit Harry's eardrums and he whimpered once more but scooted over until his head was laying in his lap and he buried his face between his thighs making Louis chuckle. "That bad?"

"Yes!" Harry whined.

Louis chuckled once more and lifted his head to lay down next to him and pulled him in his chest. He lifted his chin and Harry opened his pain filled eyes to look at Louis' glowing ones.

"I'm sorry." He smiled softly.

Harry got lost in his eyes and the pictures from yesterday hit him like a brick in the face. His tummy started tingling and butterflies were flapping around like crazy reminiscing every little detail that happened, every movement, every kiss and every touch between them and he felt heat rushing into his cheeks.

He had his first time with Louis. The person he loved most in the world. And he could cry here and now from happiness.

"D-don't be." He breathed out bashfully.

"Are you okay?" Louis mumbled and brushed a strand of hair out of his face.

"Yeah..." Harry bit his lip and shifted slightly not to cause himself the same pain again as earlier. "Thank you."

"What for?" Louis asked gently.

"For being so gentle and careful." Harry felt his cheeks burning even more and he dropped his gaze.

"I would never hurt you intentionally, baby." Louis said softly. "Thank you for trusting me enough to be the one taking care of you."

Harry just giggled and buried his face in his chest, but then he remembered something and lifted his duvet only to see he was wearing fresh boxers and he frowned at Louis who pressed his lips together amused.

"I dressed you after you fell asleep." Louis smiled.

"Oh." Harry mumbled. "Thank you."

"No worries." Louis smiled and pecked his lips. "Alright, I need to get ready for school."

"Oh, right!" Harry gasped with wide eyes and scurried up but winced once more, cursing himself for forgetting about it again. "Owie." He mumbled and laid back down carefully.

"You're definitely not going to school today, bub." Louis laughed.

"But-"

"Nope. You stay put and rest. Mum and dad are gone already and they won't be home before I am so they won't even notice." Louis said quickly.

"But I have to! I can't skip." Harry complained.

"Baby, everyone will know what you did yesterday and you don't want that, right?" Louis quirked a knowing eyebrow and Harry frowned.