SPACES [Editing]

Warmth

Louis Tomlinson

I woke up at around 7 am, desperate to see Harry. I wanted to go home right away.

I called Niall who was probably still sleeping.

"This better be good," he picked up.

"Niall. It's me." I said.

"Yeh I know, you bastard. Now why'd you wake me up?" He asked me in his throaty voice.

"I need your car. I'm going home." I said.

"Now?"

"Yeah. Now. You don't have to drive me home, don't worry--"

"I wasn't going to volunteer anyway. 21-B." He hung up on me. I didn't know what 21-B was, but I was hoping that it's his unit number. I immediately ran out of my room and went inside the elevator. His room was near the elevator, so it was easy to get there.

I rang the doorbell and there was no response. After ringing it a few more times, I decided to just knock but he still didn't open the door.

What if this wasn't Niall's room?

I placed my hand on the knob, pulled it down, and I was surprise to see that it was open. I walked slowly inside and found Niall on the bed, shirtless with his pants still on.

I walked around the room and examined it. Based on how messy almost everything was, I figured it was his real room, it's where he goes to sleep every night.

"Bedside table." He spoke up with his face still pressed against his pillow.

"Christ, you scared me." I said. He reached out for it and tossed it to me.

"I'm going to pick her up later. No scratches, no dents. One blemish on her and you're gonna pay for it. Capiche?" He said.

"Alright, alright." I replied and he fell back on to the bed.

I went down the parking area, assuming it's where his car was. I looked for Harry's usual parking area and to my luck, Niall's car was beside it.

I pressed the button and it let out a sweet, beeping sound.

I know I have my own car, but God it feels so good to be driving your dream car. I ran my hands through every part of its inside until I felt a vibration in my pocket.

I pulled my phone out and saw that Niall's face was on the screen.

"I meant it, Tommo. Take care of my baby, okay?" He said and I nodded as if he can see me.

"And I told Harry that you went to your family's house. Good luck, mate."

"Thanks. I'm gonna start driving now." I said before hanging up.

"Okay Niall's baby, it's time to take you out on a sweet drive." The engine roared as I drove out of the parking lot and into the city.

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I ran up the stairs, eager to see Harry who was probably still sleeping. I entered the room and there he was, buried in the blankets.

I removed my shirt and my pants carefully so I wouldn't wake him up and I dipped into bed with him. I was in front of him and I whispered him a sweet 'good morning' before he subconsciously wrapped his arms around me.

I could tell that he was still sleeping by the way he holds me. This is something a duvet couldn't make up for. It's his warmth.

I rubbed my thumb against his hands that were wrapped around me until I have fallen asleep with his company.