I Love You ~ Louis Tomlinson

Peacefully

The next day they're back on the bus and Natalie is really doing her best to not think about what Louis said last night, but somehow it still plays like a mantra in her head. 

Does it mean that he loves her  loves her? Or just like a casual like friend thing? Not that they're friends, but not that they're not. She's so confused. What does he mean, "They'll love you just as much as I do."

She needs to get her mind off it. 

She needs her best friend. 

"Harry?" Natalie asks, knocking on his bunk as best she can. 

He slides back the curtain and smiles at her with a big toothy grin and messy hair. "Hi!" He exclaims, "What's up?" 

"Would you like to play a game?" She asks, holding up the controller so it's in his view. 

"I'd love to," Harry says, already climbing off his bunk. He picked to share one with Niall, taking the top one because Niall sleepwalks to the fridge in the middle of the night on occasion. "Louis asleep?" He asks trying to look casual but failing. 

"No," she shrugs, "Just missed you." She knocks into his shoulder gently with hers and can't help but smile when she sees the wide grin across his entire face. 

"I've missed you too. Now, what are we playing?" He asks as they sit down at the little couch on the bus. 

They decide on playing Mario Kart and catch up for a bit while eating some chips. Harry wins the first round, she wins the second. There's quite a bit of trash talking in the third round and by the fourth, Natalie is sitting in Harry's lap and covering his eyes despite the fact he already won. 

"This isn't fair!" She yells.

"How so?" Harry laughs, wrapping his arms around her waist and trying to tickle her. 

"You cheated!" She squeals through her laughter. 

"How? You can't cheat in this game!" Harry says exasperatedly and lets go of his grip on her. 

She falls on the couch beside him with her legs resting in his lap. "Rematch?"

"Are you gonna get mad at me if I win?" He challenges, poking her side. 

She thinks a moment, "It's possible," she shrugs. "I don't like losing." 

Harry laughs and shoves her feet off of him, but when she pouts, he picks her legs back up and lets her get comfortable again. He's always been a softy, she loves him for it. He is one of the kindest people she's ever met.  

"How have you been Haz?" She asks after they finish the game. Harry's head is now in her lap and his legs hang over the armrest of the couch. She rakes her hand though his hair, untangling all the knots and tucking some of it behind his ear. "You been getting enough sleep?"

"Yeah," he shrugs and turns to curl in on himself into the fetal position. "As much as I can I guess."

"Hmm, you eating good?" She really feels like she's turning into his mother, or a protective older sister at the very least. 

"Yes," he yawns, "I eat lots of fruits, gives me energy."

"Looks like you need some now," she laugh and he starts to get back up like he's attempting to rally up some energy. "I'm teasing you, just relax." 

Harry doesn't need to be told twice and within a few minutes he's snoring softly. She's within reach of the remote so she turns on Friends instead and makes sure the volume is low so Harry can rest peacefully.