Lost Boy // l.s.

44. Trust in Me

44. Trust in Me (From "The Jungle Book")

Trust in me, just in me. Shut your eyes and be free. You can sleep safe and sound, knowing I am around. 

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"So today I have to have a family day." Harry said as he rolled onto his side to face Louis.

They were laying on the bed in Harry's room, kissing and whispering and just being happy, until Harry said that.

"What?" Louis frowned, also rolling onto his side as Harry petted his hair and gave him a sad smile.

"I just got home, after a year of my family thinking I'd left them," Harry explained. "So my mum and my sisters and me are having a family day, so we can reconnect."

"Oh." Louis said softly. "I'll... um-" He started to sit up and looked away, awkwardly running a hand through his hair as he did. But he was pulled back down abruptly by Harry, bouncing a little on the bed as his head hit the pillow.

"No." Harry said quickly. "I mean, you can stay up here, if you like? It's been a while since you've been in this world, I just don't think it would be a good idea for you to be out there by yourself right now and I can bring you food and stuff so you'll be okay all day and..." He trailed off nervously as he blushed and looked down. "I-I kinda want to be the one to show you..."

Louis looked at him and waited for the younger boy to bring his eyes back up so Louis could cup his cheek and kiss him lightly. "That's adorable." He said with a light giggle. "I can stay up here. I'll just nose about your room." He added with a mischievous grin, making Harry blush even harder.

"O-Okay." Harry stammered, not wanting to give Louis a reason to change his mind, but at the same time, he was scared that Louis was going to judge him based on his childish bedroom.

"Kidding." Louis giggled, leaning in to kiss him as Harry rolled his eyes, but kissed back.

Harry pulled back and let his head fall onto the pillow with a sigh, as Louis leant up on one elbow and looked down at him.

"What?" Louis asked, as Harry lazily smiled back at him and shrugged.

Louis had been playing the hero, like he was perfectly okay with this strange new world, but Harry couldn't help but worry about him. He remembered the night in the treehouse when he had asked Louis to come with him, and Louis said no, because he was frightened of something different.

So Harry couldn't help but be scared that Louis was terrified, and might be regretting his decision to come.

"Are you sure you're alright here?" He asked softly.

"What?" Louis asked again, tilting his head to the side as he frowned.

"I mean..." Harry started, trying to pick his words carefully. "At first, you didn't want to come back to this world with me, and I just wanted to make sure that you're okay."

"M'fine." Louis laughed it off, trying to distract Harry by squeezing his hand, but the curly-haired lad just looked at him, trying to be serious.

"Lou." he said softly, so Louis took a deep breath.

"Honestly, Harry." He answered. "I'm scared. I can't even leave this room for godsakes. I have no idea what I'm doing or how anything works, but you know what?"

"What?" Harry whispered as Louis kept playing with their fingers, a small smile on his lips.

"Being without you, scares me way more than this world does." He grinned, stroking Harry's hair and tucking some behind his ear. "If I have you, I know I'm going to be fine."