Marry Christmas wish you Larry Stylinson- English

25. December- special

hehe surprise btches (still tpwk), a special chapter. and it's really special, cause it's different than the other ones ... wonder if you'll get it why :)

You could think that on Christmas eve it would be cold outside or if we're lucky, snow would fall down from the sky, but no - it was raining. Raining like it didn't in years. Big rain drops run down the window glass and Louis watches them from inside the house. Is that really how it's supposed to be?

He sighs and doesn't know the answer to it. He supposes that he's going to spend his birthday in this sad tragic atmosphere. At least he's at home, is safe, has food and a TV.

A second later, it gets dark inside the living room. Louis jumps at the sudden darkness and blinks his eyes. What the hell? He walks over to the light switch and presses the button- nothing happens. Oh no. He probably should call someone, right? But his phone is currently somewhere in his bedroom, and he doesn't see anything. Some people know their homes like the back of one's hand, but in Louis' case, he fails hopeless. How should he get into his bedroom without bumping into something? Well, it seems like he has to try.

So he takes a deep breath and makes his way along the wall, careful to avoid any furniture. Luckily, his bedroom isn't that far away, so he gets safely there. He drops onto the bed and grabs his phone from the beside table. But then something gets into his mind: whom should he call? He first thinks about his mom- but no. She's probably asleep by now, it's almost eleven pm already. Same with his sisters. What if he calls... Harry? Would it be strange if he did?

Like, yeah there's nothing wrong about friends calling each other late at night and talk about nothing and everything and random bullsht. The main problem is, that Louis has feelings for the lad with the long curls and just three days ago he, um, so ... kissed him ...accidentally? Well, if accidentally means getting wasted in a club.

And Harry hasn't been not attracted to Louis, at least he thinks that. Except for the fact, that Harry hasn't texted Louis once since then, wich is really unusual for them. Because they're that kind of friends who always write a "good night" text, or a "have a good day" one. Louis never had such a "friendship" before, with Niall he just writes some stuff like "go to bed u weirdo" or "don't fuck up today".

Everything's different with Harry, they're innocent and sweet (gosh, this sounds cheesy), just like the man himself is. And because of that, Louis hopes he didn't ruin anything.

So he takes a deep breath and clicks on Harry's contact on his phone. He really needs someone to be his company, or else he will become anxious.
Beeeep
Beeeep
Beeeep

His heart beats fast against his chest and seems to be the only noise in the room except the beeping, until it cracks in the line and a sleepy voice mumbles: "Hello?"

Thank god Harry's still awake.

"Hi. It's me, Louis.", He says into the speaker.
For a couple of seconds, you can only hear Harry's breathing. It seems like he doesn't know what to say.

"Harry, um, so I-I have a problem, the light isn't working anymore and I thought, maybe, you um ..." Urgh, I hate my stuttering, Louis thinks, "I wanted to ask if you could come over to my place? Or I could come to yours? I kinda don't want to be alone right now."
There is a silence again. But this time, Harry speaks up.
"Yeah, I guess. You can come to mine. But why did you call me and not Niall or something?", he asks.
Because I only want you, he thinks.

Relief rushes through his body and he answers quickly. "He's in Ireland, visiting his family over Christmas." Louis is glad that this is true. He could never lie to Harry, but he didn't want to tell him the real reason either.