now I can take my man..
Harry combed his fingers through Louis' hair, staring up at the ceiling, Louis cried himself to sleep on Harry's chest, Harry cried too but he hid his face. He was supposed to be strong for Louis and not cry for him but he was such a baby and did it anyways.
"I'm in love with the dimples in your back.." Harry whispered to a sleeping Louis. "And the crinkles by your eyes when you smile..your giggle.." Harry ran his finger along the outline of his boyfriend's jawline, "this jaw.." Harry sucked in his bottom lip, "your lips.."
Harry didn't want to wake Louis up for his own special needs, but he did want to do something for him though.
"Lou-Lou." Harry whispered, patting his back. Louis whimpered in response, it sounded a bit shaky, but Harry wasn't a
going to address it, "go upstairs, 'kay?"
"You.." Louis whimpered, "Wanna stay with you, i'm in love with you.."
"I'm in love with you too, I'll be upstairs in a minute, love." Harry said softly and Louis nodded slowly.
"You won't leave me?"
Harry sighed with a chuckle, kissing Louis' lips softly, "Never." He said, wanting to kiss Louis more, but things could get out of hand and he needs Louis upstairs. Louis kissed Harry instead and rolled off of him, standing up and walking upstairs to his room.
Harry looked around the room and ran to the kitchen, He was going to cook for Louis and he knows just what to do.
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Harry huffed loudly and wiped his face, tapping his fingertips on the countertop eagerly, waiting for the oven to beep. He was getting impatient and he wanted to see how the dish turned out. Just before oven beeped Harry shut it off and slowly opened it, a big wave of heat smacking him in the face.
"Jesus.." He whispered, swiping the air out of his face and pulling the dish out if the oven and on the stove, he sighed of relief and dropped the mitten in the floor, placing his meal that turned out to be a masterpiece in the middle of the table.
He was completely exhausted now he dragged his feet along the floor and stomped up the carpeted stairs, arms swaying around limply as if they were noodles.
Harry could hear Louis' snoring from down the hall and he rolled his eyes, Louis must be extremely uncomfortable because the only time he snores is when he's stressed or uncomfortable which is the main reason why they don't travel that much.
And Harry was right, Louis was sprawled out across the bed like some type of starfish, he chuckled to himself and crawled next to Louis, snuggling under his arm with a soft sigh, "I'm back.." He whispered and Louis stopped snoring to smack his tongue to the roof of his mouth, closing it and turning towards Harry blindly.
"Hazza?" Louis mumbled, "s'you?" Harry nodded with his eyes closed.
"I'm here.." Harry whispered, slowly opening his eyes to see Louis' big blues staring at him, Harry blushed and giggled softly, Louis was so careless with his staring. Louis smiled back and shuffled closer to him, Harry raised an eyebrow and lifted Louis' shirt, putting his head under it and he could hear him chuckle, feel his heartbeat.. god, was this perfect.
"Harry?"
Harry popped his head through the hole of Louis' t-shirt, making their faces smush together,"ah fuck, Haz c'mon." Louis giggled, Harry didn't budge though so Louis draped his arm over Harry's waist and kissed his nose.
"Come downstairs.." Harry whispered, despite how drowsy he felt and if he took one more step he would collapse, but this was for Louis and it was worth it.
"Now?" Louis mumbled, voice still groggy from his sleep and deeper than usual, Harry didn't know that was possible if he was honest.
"Mhm, it'll get cold if you don't." Harry said, kissing Louis softy.
"I'm guessing it's food then." Louis said, Harry nodded with a smile and crawled from underneath his shirt, standing up in front of him with a smile.
"Hurry!" He squealed excitedly , jumping up and down as he extended his hand out towards Louis who was taking his sweet time getting out of bed. Harry finally snatched Louis up and ran out the room and down the stairs with Louis almost tripping down a stair.
"Fucking 'ell, Harry!" Louis gasped, letting out a breath of air as Harry slowed down, "excited aren't you?"
"Close your eyes, baby." Harry whispered and Louis obeyed, feeling Harry lead him to what he's guessing is the kitchen. He can smell a familiar dish and he hummed softly he can hear Harry let out a muffled squeal and he smiled.
"Open.." Harry whispered, Louis slowly opened his eyes and he smiled wider than before, "y-you remember this, Lou?"
"Of course I do, baby boy! This the first thing I've ever cooked for you!" Louis exclaimed, covering his mouth.
"Chicken stuffed with mozzarella wrapped in parma ham with.." Harry raised an eyebrow, looking at Louis who was a bit too caught off guard to speak.
"..a side of homemade mash.." Louis chuckled out, "holy fuck, Harry, I-" Louis giggled and covered his mouth.
"Eat it!" Harry pushed, bumping Louis towards the dining table and biting his lip nervously, Louis sat down and Harry's stomach clenched, what if it was too bland? What if it didn't turn out right? What if the meat is uncooked? Harry's smile dropped the more he questioned the meal and he almost started to yank at his hair until he heard Louis hum softly.
"Do you like it? Is it too bland?"
Louis smiled at patted his knee, signalling Harry to sit on his lap, Harry walked towards him, a bit tensed up and sat on his lap, he watched Louis cut a piece of the chicken and dipped it in the mash holding it towards Harry's mouth and when he opened, Louis gently placed the food on his out stretched tongue.
Harry blushed and started to chew, he didn't make a noise or speak, he focused on the flavor and truth be told he did pretty damn good, he was worried about nothing.
"Good, yeah?" Louis smiled, looking up at his boyfriend who nodded slowly, crimson still covering his cheeks.
"Yeah." Harry chuckled.
"You did so good, baby, thank you." Louis thanked, kissing Harry's cheek repeatedly, Harry loved the praise from his boyfriend, the hard work finally paying off.
"I wanted to cheer you up..since you were so upset.." Harry admitted, "I hate seeing you like that."
"I know, I'm sorry, I tried to hold back but, you really saved me that night and with out you ringing the doorbell..I probably would be in a mental hospital or dead."
Harry teared up and tried to blink it away but only more tears welled up in his eyes, "Louis.." He whimpered, covering his face and crying once again, Louis wrapped his arms around the small, fragile boy and kissed the top of his head.
"I hate knowing that you went through so much pain and you could've died if I didn't ring the doorbell." Harry rambled out, "You were damaged and I didn't know anything about it and I couldn't help you!"
"Stop it, love.." Louis whispered, "You helped me without even trying, you were just a sunshine, my personal sunshine and I needed you. You've done so much for me and I couldn't ask for more."
Harry wrapped his arms around Louis' neck and sighed heavily, hiding his face in the crook of Louis' neck.
"Promise me, Louis..Promise me you'll be happy from now on, that nothing will tear you down from the past." Harry whispered.
"I promise, I promise you, baby boy.."
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qotc; now that louis' finally confessed his past do you think things will get better between the two?
