I've never been given this nice of a hug before, I've said this to myself six times since the other day, but now I'm not sure if it's true.
I mean he's been hugging me more and I've not had some random urge to crash into something and die for a couple days. I want to say it's getting better but I'll jinx it.
So I'm just staying quiet and taking the hugs I'm being given. "You're my favourite." I mumbled again this chest. "Yeah?" He laughs.
"Yeah. You're so warm and nice and you're so sweet." I was high off my ass and I was hungry as shit, but I didn't want to move. "You're not too warm?" He asks. "No. No this is nice."
I'd almost cried a couple times when his hand played with my hair, but I'd managed to keep myself from getting there. "You're about to fall asleep I can feel it." I shake my head. "Nope."
"Really? So if I asked you to go on a walk you'd be up for it?" He asks. "Nope."
"Thought so. Why won't you just let yourself sleep?" I hide myself under the covers. Pressing my face into his chest. "That's not really an answer."
Biting his hip, he pushes my head away. "You smell nice." He hums. "That's your reasoning for biting me?"
"No. You just smell nice. I bit you because I wanted to." Looking up at him, I squint my eyes watching him do the same. "Are you hungry?" I nod. "Did you wanna go get food?"
"Yes." The door opens, Tyler and Hero giggling as they pushed their way through the door. "Hey we're gonna go get food, I have to drive cause she's high as shit. Do you wanna go?"
"Woah." I sit up slowly. "We were just about to get up and go for food. Come on."
My head falls onto his shoulder. "Wait, my legs, hold on." I was half asleep and ready to drop. "You can't walk like, two minutes?"
"I don't know Tyler, are you an absolute fucking cunt?" He pouts. "I wanna say no."
"Wrong! I'll meet you down there I need to put my shoes on." They both tut, rolling their eyes at me. "I'll drag him fast I promise." Louis jokes. "We'll wait in the car then."
Looking up at Louis, I watched him reach for my face, I'd flinched a little, not as much as usual. But more than I should. "You're okay."
"I'm getting there." He leans in closer, kissing me over and over again until I was just laughing like an idiot. "There we go. Okay come on."
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"Harry you're supposed to eat the taco. Not wait for its hand in marriage." Tyler was making jokes. "This is the best taco I've ever seen in my life. I'm not sure I want to eat it."
"It's going to get cold. Here," Hero sets her food down. "I'll take a picture of it then you can look back at it." I hold it over the table, letting her take a picture. "There, I took a couple, I'll send them to you and then you can share your perfect taco with everybody."
"Do you actually post on there?" Tyler asks. "I do. Mostly just stuff from my band. I think the last thing posted was about Daisy."
"Who's Daisy?" My heart sank a little. "Uh, she was— she was the drummer in my band. She passed away, this year? In February I think. I think Marz posted something on my account."
"Oh. That's sweet." I nod. "Yeah. I think there's only like four posts or something."
"Nope. There's six. Who's Zayn?" Hero asks. "Oh the other band member. There were four, me, Marz, Zayn and then Daisy. Now there's three. Zayn is still in England finishing his part for the music video."
