Model Material- Larry Stylinson

Chapter Eight

That next morning Louis woke up to the smell of clean laundry, soap and...Calvin Klein perfume? 

He fluttered his eyes open and saw a room that wasn't his and Charlie's. There were two large mirrors and the bed smelt like lavender. There was a large tattooed arm draped across his stomach and when Louis saw the anchor tattoo he loved so much he instantly knew who it was. 

"Lou?" Harry spoke as he opened his eyes and sat up and when Louis thought Harrys voice couldn't get any hotter, he remember how he hadn't heard his morning voice before now. And his morning voice was definitely the hottest thing ever.

He wasn't sure how he ended up with Harry last night. He was sure it went along the lines of Harry coming to drop of something Louis had left behind at the shoot, noticed Louis crying and then they went from there. 

Louis stayed quiet but turned over to face Harry. Louis sighed internally, he really wanted to stay with Harry. Harry made him feel good - special. He made him want to be adventurous and want to explore the world. There were clearly a few problems though.

Louis had cheated on Charlie. He was a terrible person. He had the perfect life with Charlie and he couldn't throw it all away for a guy he just met.

"Harry we cant do this, I have a boyfriend, I can't do this to him. Thats not me Harry I, I'm not like this."

"So just get to know me, I promise it'll be worth it." Harry said back, hope evident in his voice.

"I, Harry what about Charlie, I love him and he loves me. I just cant."

What a blow to the heart that was, even though he wasn't sure why hearing Louis say he loved someone else made him feel so pained.

"Just give me one day. Then you can make up whether you want to stay away from me or not, think about it Lou".

"I'm not sure" Louis's voice came out quieter than he expected.

"Just hang out with me, that's all. Nothing else."

 Louis wanted to say no, but Harry smiled at him and somehow he was already convinced.

"...Fine. Just hanging out, no funny business." Louis cracked a smile.

Harry's eyes widened slightly, obviously not expecting that answer. He pulled Louis into his arms, Louis' cheek pressed against his bare chest and he hugged him tightly. Louis knew this was a bad idea, but he also knew that he wouldn't be able to stay away from Harry, even if he wanted to.

"You wont regret it" Harry said as he released Louis and smiled at him, his dimples visible.

"You better be a hell of a guy."

Harry smiled like a fool,  he didn't even have a witty comeback. He was just so happy that the tiny boy that walked into that shooting room and turned his brain upside down had agreed.

"Wait, why are you naked? We didn't, oh no... Harry..." Louis said as he looked under the covers and then back to Harry.

"I sleep naked, chillax."

Louis wanted to punch him, he worried him half to death. 

"Besides, it wouldn't hurt if it happened again right?" Harry teased and Louis knew he wasn't joking either when Harry carried on teasing.

"I mean, we both know you enjoyed it, the way you screamed my name..."

"Harry!" Louis pushed his face into Harry's chest with embarrassment, his cheeks bright red. He looked at the alarm clock as he pulled away, his face dropping slightly.