Leaves finally
Harry fell asleep underneath Louis, snuggling under his touch, Louis made Harry feel so safe, he protects him from the assholes and he could never ask for more.
Louis kissed Harry's nose and then his forehead, whispering "my angel" with every peck. Harry didn't stir in his sleep, he just sat peacefully, still holding on around Louis' waist. It still gets to Louis how he didn't even know Harry two years ago, until he showed up and passed out on his doorstep.
"Louis..m'tired stop." Harry mumbled, eyes still closed and Louis was waiting to see his mesmerizing green eyes.
"I'm in love with you, baby.." Louis whispered and Harry smiled softly, slowly opening his eyes to look at his beloved boyfriend
"In love with you too, babe.." Harry whispered back, puckering his lips and waiting for Louis to kiss him. Louis chuckled and kissed Harry softly, longer than planned, when you kiss someone like Harry, you can't expect to just pull away that quick, you want yo savor the moment, feeling their soft lips on yours, the lips that can take you to your comfort zone.
Louis unconsciously ground down on Harry's front, making him gasp softly into the kiss. He always seemed to get carried away when making out with Harry, he was heaven in a tiny body.
"Louis.." Harry mumbled out, biting his lip and Louis kissed down his neck. Louis hummed in response, indicating that he was listening.
"When is it the right moment?" He asked softly, "For us to..have the sex?"
"After I make love to you. Which is not now..not the place I wanted to..do it." Harry furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"What's the difference?"
Louis sighed and kissed Harry again, "Making love..is pretty much in the name itself, the whole process is just enjoying something intimate with the person you love, and you just feel when it's right, like..not in a car or any random yucky place, you want it in a intimate setting and you can feel like you're the only two there.. in the world..you've got each other and that's all that matters." Louis explained.
"The sex, is bad then?"
"No," Louis chuckled. "Sex is..usually confused with fucking, sex is just..for each other's pleasure, love is still involved.. Even though I wouldn't know..anything about being loved.."
"What?" Harry pouted, "..Lou?"
"Oh..fuck." Louis cursed, closing his eyes tightly. "You weren't supposed to hear that."
"Well I did, what happened to you, Louis? Who hurt you!?" Harry sat up as he spoke, letting Louis rest on his knees, looking down, "damn it, why won't you just tell me?"
".. I um.. I.." Louis choked up, covering his mouth and shaking his head, "I'm sorry!" Harry was utterly confused to why it was so hard to tell him what was up, Harry can be trusted, hell he could be trusted with some ones life.
"Look here, love..just calm down..it's going to be okay, whatever you need yo get off your chest I won't judge you for it."
"I'm a bastard child, Harry." Louis mumbled, "My dad is fucking dead, my mother was put in jail for selling me out to the fucking street and– goddamn it!" Louis screamed, yanking his hair roughly and Harry held his arm and pulled it away, kissing His hand softly.
"Calm down, baby please.." Harry whispered and Louis nodded. Louis took a deep breath and proceeded to tell Harry.
"Louis let's go!" This was Louis' mother, Jo, it was her third time telling him to get into the car outside, but he couldn't move.
