a/n: Hey guys, once again i apologize for not updating as much as i would like. Ive been having a really hard time at school lately, and its just making me really depressed.. But I'm going to update hopefully more often cause I'm hoping this whole thing just blows over. But I don't knoww.. anyways, enjoy lovelys xx
"Haz, wake up." I rubbed my eyes and yawned while looking down at a sleeping Harry. His nose scrunched up and his chest was moving up and down ever so slowly. His emerald green eyes flickered open quickly, and I smiled.
"Morning Louuu." He slurred and sat up, me still on his lap from last night. A sheepish smile spread across those plump, pink lips. I decided to kiss them.
It was a quick peck, but still felt so perfect. It was only 6 am, so we had 2 hours till we had to be at the school.
"Wanna borrow some clothes for today?" I asked, my face rubbing against the soft flesh of his neck.
He laughed, "Lou, you're like 2 sizes smaller then me."
"I am not! Come on, I'm sure I have something somewhat attractive that'd fit you." I grabbed his ridiculously large hand and pulled him up. We walked to my room and I began searching my drawers.
"Ah, this'll be perfect." I held up my dark gray sweatpants with a plain black T-shirt. Sure, It wasn't Harrys style (lol style, harry, get it.) but it'll do.
Harry cringed, "I look like barney when I wear sweatpants!" He exclaimed.
"No you don't, I'm sure you look charming, as usual. Besides, there's not a wide variety of choices here mate, so this is just going to have to do." I sighed and handed him the clothes.
"Um, do you need a pair of boxers too..?" I asked.
Harrys cheeks flushed, but he nodded slightly. I pulled out my dark purple boxers and handed them to him with a slight blush. "Thanks boobear." He called, while walking towards the bathroom to change. I decided to start making him and I a nice breakfast.
So I trotted back to the kitchen and looked through the pantry.
"What should I make.." I mumbled to myself.
Pancakes were pretty much my only option, so I went with that. I hope Harry likes them!
Harrys pov;
I heard Louis go down to the kitchen and start making breakfast. He's so adorable, but I get the feeling he's shit at cooking. So I quickly pulled on the clothes. I looked in the big mirror and cringed. I really do look like Barney in sweats. But oh well.
Down In the kitchen, Louis, was making pancakes for himself and Harry. Louis was oblivious to Harry, who had sneaked up behind him, so Harry made himself known by slinking his arms around Louis' frail waist and resting his chin on Louis' shoulder.
"You making pancakes?" Harry asked.
"I hope they come out good." Louis nodded.
"You're doing fine babe." Harry pressed his warm lips to Louis' cheek, he let them linger there a bit longer then was appropriate, but it was Louis, so it was okay.
When Louis had finally finished his and Harry's breakfast, they stood around the island in the kitchen and munched on their food. "It's wonderful babe." Harry said, even though the pancakes tasted like they had been burned. But Louis made them, so Harry still loved them.
They'd finished their breakfast, so Louis got up and quickly changed into an outfit that was appropriate for school. He decided on wearing his black jeans that were a bit too tight around his arse, that was totally not for Harry, and he put on a blue band shirt. Louis slipped on his TOMS and him and Harry quickly headed outside to the car.
"I'm going to drop you off a block away from the school so no one knows we spent the night together yeah?" Louis told Harry.
"Alright."
After that there was a comfortable silence in the car. Louis finally got to where he chose to drop Harry off at.
"I'll see you second period, okay baby?" Louis asked while pulling Harry in for a peck on the lips.
"Okay, I.. I love you." Harry said.
He loved Louis? Was Louis hearing him correctly? He LOVED Louis? Louis' heart began to beat faster and faster each second, when he realized he still hadn't answered Harry back yet.
Harry was just standing there awkwardly waiting for a response.
"You love me?" Louis asked, still shocked.
"Yeah." Harry breathed out. Louis couldn't help but to pull him into another kiss.
"I love you too, Harry. I'll see you later babe." And with that, Harry stepped away from the car and Louis drove off.
Harry smiled like an idiot the whole rest of the walk to school, till he got there of course. That's when Zayn approached him.
"What're you smiling about, faggot?" Zayn asked.
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