Gay Band | Larry - AU |boyxboy

8

Louis wakes up to the sun shining on his face, enjoying the warmth that his bed is providing. Though when he tries to sit up he is weighed down by a body on top of him. Louis acts on instinct and screams waking the other boy up.

"What the fu.ck!" Louis yells.

"Good morning sunshine" Harry says, his voice sounding husky with sleep.

"Get the f.uck off of me!" Louis replies, disregarding the greeting.

Harry makes no effort to move and Louis is trapped under his weight.

"Did you not hear me? Get off of my you beluga whale you are crushing my organs."

"Very sassy in the morning, aren't you?" Harry laughs.

"I'm sassy when giant over weight giraffes are lying on top of me, so get the f.uck off."

"Stop being so loud my head hurts."

"Well get. the. f.uck. off." Louis says, trying to push Harry off with every word spoken. Harry still refuses to move.

"You're comfortable, and squishy." Harry says poking Louis stomach. It takes Louis everything in him not to laugh, but he fails and lets out a tiny giggle.

"Im not squishy." Louis says getting self conscious.

"Like a pillow." He says. Noticing Louis' change in mood, he pokes Louis' stomach again causing Louis to giggle. Harry smiles.

"Harry" Louis whines.

"Louis" Harry mocks him.

"I swear to god, if you don't get off of me I'll piss all over you."

"Kinky, I like it." Harry smirks causing Louis to roll his eyes.

"Get off you pervert."

"Never!"

Louis grabs his phone in defeat and starts scrolling through it, soon enough Harry's phone starts ringing and Harry gets up to answer it.

"Hello?" Harry answers, not bothering to look at the caller I.D.

"Fuck you bitch." Louis laughs through the phone running to the washroom.

"Dammit." Harry laughs to himself falling back into bed. Harry had been up since the early hours of the morning, due to the fact that Louis would keep waking up in a panic.

"No! Stop! Please!" Louis mumbled.

"Louis?" Harry groaned.

"Stop! Don't hurt me!"

Harry sat up looking at the shaking boy.

"Louis, love." Harry said shaking him awake. Louis sobbed. "Hey, hey its okay." He pulled the shaking boy into a hug and held him until he fell asleep.

"Please tell me this is some twisted dream and you're not in my bed giving it billions of STD's." Louis said standing in the doorway.

"Correction: trillions."

"Even worse."

"Come to me, there is more than enough STD's to go around." Harry says opening his arms wide.

"Nah I'm okay, I'd rather not die of AIDs."

"But we could die together, like in some tragic romance novel."

"Because of AIDs? No thanks."

"It'll be like Romeo and Juliet then?"

"What? You die of AIDs and I'll kill myself because you're dead. Sure thing."

"Oh come on, dont you love me?" Harry pouts

"Not one bit."

"I am hurt!" Harry says holding his hand over his heart in mock pain.

"Good, go die." Louis says picking up a sweatshirt off of the floor and throwing it over his naked torso. Harry watches him, taking in every inch of him. The way his back muscles contort, and all of the tattoos on his arms.

"What are staring at?" Louis says, catching Harry in the act, breaking him out of his trance.

"You."

"And why would that be?"

"Because you look really good in my sweater." Harry smirks. Louis eyes widen in shock and he quickly rips it off of himself.

"Ew. Ew. Ew." Louis says. "I need to burn my skin, then bleach it."

"Thats not very nice." Harry pouts.

"Well your face isn't very nice and you don't hear me complaining."

"Actually, you do. every chance you get."

"Thats besides the point." Louis says putting on his own sweater.

"That is the point!"

"Whatever Harold." Louis says walking out of the room laughing to himself as he hears Harry groaning at the name.

Louis walks into the kitchen and puts the kettle on the oven.

What happened last night? Louis thought to himself.

I was sober, wasn't I?

Why was he in my bed?

I'm not-

"You making tea?" Harry asks walking into the kitchen wearing nothing but joggers that were hanging dangerously low on his hips.

"Hmm" Louis says looking at Harry's toned chest. He then realizes he didn't answer and tries to compose himself. "Tea, oh yes, right."

Harry chuckles at Louis and goes to sit at the breakfast bar.

"Any plans today?" Louis asks pouring out the hot water into two mugs.

"I was just going to head home and do whatever."

"No, uh, I meant, did management call you?"

"Oh, uh, no."

"Okay."

Harry mentally face palms himself. I am so stupid. Why would he want to know about my day? What is wrong with me?

Louis phone chimes bringing both of them out of their thoughts.

Louis hands Harry a cup of tea before he picks his phone up to see a message from his manager.

Jordan:
He can leave your flat whenever, you don't need to do anything for the rest of the week, have a good day :)

Harry looks at him in questioning.

"Jordan" Louis says. "He said you can leave whenever and that we have the week off from each other."

"Oh okay."

"I'm going to go shower so.." Louis said.

"Yeah that's fine."

Oh course it's fine you dumb.ass! Harry thinks to himself.

Louis walks to the bathroom and shuts the door quietly.

He looks in the mirror.

"What have I got myself into?"

A/n

Hi there! For those still reading because my updating sucks. I'm so busy because of all kinds of school shit I have to prep for and I have a person coming to live with me for three months. But that's no excuse but whatever, filler today. Hoping to post a dramatic chapter soon so get ready. Love you all loads xx