Hand On My Heart. {Larry and Ziall}

Chapter Three.

Louis' Pov

When we reached the parking lot, Harry stopped. "So uh, where's your car parked?" He asked. I grabbed his hand and dragged him to my Audi Q7. Black one with everything you could dream of. I loved it. "Oh my god. This car is amazing!" Harry yelled. "Yeah, I kinda like played a role in a movie once, so yeah I had a lot of money and I bought this little baby," I patted my car. "then I walked away and no I'm broke." I chuckled. Pretty funny story actually. "That's funny." Harry said before bursting out in laughter. I joined him.

"Let's go then. You have to tell em the directions to your house though." I said to Harry when we were in the car. "It's easy. You turn left at the end of this road and then straight ahead. Then after a while you turn right and there it is." He said like it was the most easiest thing ever. "You still have to show me." I chuckled. Harry told me where I had to go. 

When we reached his and Niall's appartment, I glanced at the big building in front of me. Now I really felt poor. The building was white and 3 floors high. "Oh my.." I said. "You like it?" Harry asked me. "No, I love it!" I hugged him tight. "Thank you so much Haz." "No problem Lou," He hugged me back. It felt nice to have a friend. I really trusted Harry, I don't know why but I did from the very moment I met him. "Let's go inside, shall we?" He said and grabbed my hand again. Sparkles flew over. It felt like a shock, but a good one. 

Harry dragged me inside. My bags in my right hand and Harry's hand in my left one. "Guys we're here." Harry yelled when we reached the living room. There was a big red couch and 2 black chairs and a flatscreen. I guess I'm in heaven. Harry chuckled. Shit did I say that out loud? "Yes you did Boo." Now everyone was laughing at me. "Fuck." Harry chuckled and leaned closer to my ear. "It's okay love. I think it's cute." I blushed. 

"OOOOHH SOMEONE'S TELLING LOUIS SOME DIRTY THINGS AREN'T YA HAZZAAA?" Zayn screamed. I burst out laughing. So did Harry. "No Zayn, I didn't. I'm not like you." This made me cause to laugh even harder.  We were now sitting on the couch and Niall was next to Harry, that's why he slapped him, I grabbed my stomach because of the pain I got of all the laughing. Harry slapped my arm. "That's not funny." He sounded annoyed. "It is" I laughed. "I'll show you your room." Harry stood up and grabbed my hand again. the sparks were back. 

We walked up two stairs. "This is my room." He pointed to a black big door.  "Nialler's downstairs, so is the guestroom, if you have a visitor or something." He stopped in front of a big white door. "This is yours, love." I opened the big doors, revealing a big white room, with a queen-sized bed in it. There were 2 big black closets and another door. My mouth hang open when I walked to that door. There was a huge bathroom, with a shower, a bath and other stuff. This was so big. "You like it?" I hugged him tight. "I love it Hazza, but this is way too good for me. I'm just a poor boy." Harry faced me, but he didn't let me go. "Louis, you're perfect and you deserve this more than anyone else okay?" He stared straight in my eyes. "Okay." 

I threw my bags on the bed and stared at Harry, who was still standing at the door. "Are you coming too or do you want to stand there for the rest of the night?"I chuckled at my own comment. "Idiot." Harry Threw a pillow to my head. "Thank you Hazz." He sat down on the bed next to me. He pressed a little button and the wall in front of us opened. My eyes went wide. A huge flatscreen came out of the wall. "What-?" Harry cut me off. "Wanna watch a movie Boobear?" I nodded. "Boobear?" I chuckled. "Well yeah, Boo is cute, and I like your hugs because you're gentle just like a teddybear." Harry blushed and faced his feet. "I like it." I lifted his head and stared at him. "So what movie are we watching?" I asked.