Drowning

Chapter 8

Hi loveliesss! So tomorrow is a special day (in my life) and I'm going to be busy tomorrow and the next day so here's an update! I was listening to Still The One (well technically my 1D playlist on Music, comment and ask me if you want me to share the playlist with youu!) while writing this and UGHHH why are they so perfect and why are their voices perfect toooo. Enjoy <3

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His eyes. That's all Louis could think about. After the hangout and everyone went their separate ways Louis and Niall got back home and Louis was currently sprawled out on his bed thinking about Harry's eyes.

He felt like he could drown in those beautiful green eyes. He knows he just met him a few days ago but he is very fond of Harry already, and that thought kinda scares him.

He doesn't think Harry would hurt him, not at all, but he can't help but be a little scared. After him he can't help it, it's like he always had that little voice in the back of his head repeating the things he had told him.

He hated it.

It felt like he was going crazy. But he knew he wasn't crazy, he was just anxious. He has mostly moved past his trauma. With some therapy and lots of crying in Niall's arms, he is better than before.

Niall always told him how proud he is of him. He knew how far Louis had come from what happened. Even though Louis had his moments, Niall always told him everyone has their moments and nobody can completely move on from things like this, Louis was proud of himself.

He didn't think at the time that he was going to be able to get better, but he did and he is proud of that.

Louis has learned to love himself more and obviously there were moments of doubt, just like everyone would have, but he moved past those moments. He was so proud of that.

He sighed and sat up from his bed. He was content with his life, but Harry and those gorgeous eyes, had made his life a little bit more interesting.

He stood up and stretched, deciding that he had thought about Harry for long enough, even though he wished he could forever, and that he needed a shower.

So he grabbed his pajamas, an oversized baby blue t-shirt and some black short-shorts with two white stripes down the sides, and headed for the shower.

He walked into the bathroom and set his clothes down and turned on the water. After testing the temperature he stripped off his clothes and stepped in.

He let the water run down his body for a minute before washing up. After he was done he stood there for a few more minutes then turned off the water, stepping out of the shower and wrapping the towel around his waist.

He dried his body off with the towel and tiredly dabbed at his hair until it wasn't dripping anymore, but it wasn't dry either.

He slipped on his clothes and brushed his teeth, hanging his towel back on the rack, and made his way back to his room.

He flopped down onto his bed and groaned, he was tired from being out all day. He pulled out his phone and scrolled on random apps for a bit before plugging it up and going to bed.

🐀 <— (he means a time skip)

Louis woke up the next morning to Niall jumping onto his bed.

"Niall" he groaned "why are you in here?" He said groggily. Niall looked at him with a smirk "Harry's coming over later. Well so are the other lads but I figured you'd wanna know about Harry first" he said with an evil look in his eyes.

I jumped up from bed "wait what?! What do you mean they're coming over! What time? Is the house cleaned? Oh god we need to get snacks and what are we-" Niall grabbed his shoulders and looked him in the eyes.

"Lou! Calm down! Yes the house is clean! We can just order pizza or something. They'll be over in about 2 hours. And we are going to just hangout and do whatever! It'll be fine Lou. Everything's alright, okay?" He said reading my mind on the last question.

I nodded slowly and took a deep breath. "Okay, okay. I'm alright." I looked down at my outfit "I guess I'll change then and everything will be ready." Niall nodded and smirked "wear something cute!"

He said with a mischievous smirk as he sprinted out the door. I groaned "Niall!" And I turned to my clothes as the Irishman left my room.

After about an hour he picked a casual but cute outfit, which consisted of a large green jumper that showed his collarbones and some black shorts that hugged his body with a little heart in the bottom corner. (A.N yall I'm so sorry for the bad outfits and description you can picture your own outfit lovelies!)

He deemed it suitable and he went to the bathroom, he brushed his teeth, did his business, and fixed his hair, styling it into a fringe.

After he finished getting ready he had about thirty minutes left till they were supposed to get here. So he went downstairs and made himself some tea and sat there drinking his tea till the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it" he told Niall, who was on the couch with his feet on the coffee table. He opened the door and Harry was standing right there, with Zayn and Liam behind him.

I blushed a bit as Harry looked me up and down and smirked at me. He whispered in my ear as he hugged me "looking gorgeous princess" and he stood back up like nothing happened. I was blushing as I stuttered a quiet "come in" and opened the door wider.

They all entered and I closed the door behind them, Liam and Zayn walked into the living room and as I turned around from closing the door I was being pinned to the wall.

"Those shorts look so hot on you princess, I can't help but wonder what they'd look like off though." I heard the familiar voice in my ear. I whimpered a bit in response and I looked up at him.

Those eyes.

I blushed under his gaze as he was still pinning me to the wall. I tippy toed and gave him a peck on the lips and slipped out from his grip as I walked down the hall into the living room, possibly swinging my hips a little extra.

I sat down on the couch and a minute later Harry came into the living room too.

Harry's POV

I watched as Louis walked down the hall into the living room. I groaned quietly at the sight, seeing him in those shorts and that jumper showing off his collarbones well, that sight alone was enough to make Harry already semi-hard.

He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes frustratedly and he tried to think about things to calm down. After a minute he took a deep breath and walked into the living room.

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Hey lovelies! So this was just kinda a filler chapter because of what I explained in the beginning, so sorry if it's short and kinda boring. It's currently 1:10 am and I'm a little sleepy but I didn't wanna sleep till I finished this so, I will continue the hangout in the next chapter!
Sorry if it was a little boring but we are getting somewhere! Anyways bye lovelies and take care!

-M <3