•triangle• l.s [ON HOLD]

six

oh my lord. that picture *faints*
....

"ow," harry woke up with a massive headache.

he sat up, rubbing his eyes, trying to grab some aspirin and a bottle of water, with his half opened lids, that was always situated on his side desk next to his bed. it wasn't there though.

harry sat up straighter, opening his eyes wider as he looked around.

creme walls?

harry doesn't remember having creme coloured walls. his walls were lilac and pretty.

his eyes widened suddenly as the memories of last night flashed into his head.

"oi, move away!" louis snarled at the guy who was grinding against harry.

louis grabbed harry's wrist, both intoxicated, leading both of them upstairs (little reminder: the party is held in louis' house. okay enjoy) into his room, only to see two horny teenagers grinding against each other.

"sex's over guys. get out." louis huffed in annoyance.

when the two teens scurried out, louis slammed the door closed, pushing harry against the wall.

and that's all harry could remember.

he looked over to see if louis was there.

and there he was, eyes shut closed, face relaxed. he looked so tiny and fragile even, in his sleep, drool pooling at the corner of his mouth.

he was truly beautiful, harry thought.

he slightly panicked when louis shifted in his sleep, the duvet falling lower in the process and holy shit.

louis was pants-less

he's eyes grew as he checked under the duvet, only to come in sight with his own, naked manhood, and not to mention his panties were half way down his thighs.

did we? harry froze.

he couldn't remember anything and it was frustrating.

he quickly got off the bed and blushed when he saw louis' butt peaking underneath the covers.

he pulled his panties up, as he grabbed a shirt that reached his hands first -louis'- and shrugged it on, not bothering with pants.

he quietly went down the two story house, surprised that the house was clean and no one was on the floor, snoring.

he went into the kitchen then roamed around trying to find some pancake mix along with some eggs and milk. he resisted the urge to turn the music on when he saw his phone lying on the kitchen counter, but of course he couldn't stop himself because he was already pressing the shuffle button.

he swayed his hips to the rhythm of the song as he whisked the ingredients in the bowl, making sure he had put the right amount of everything and that the mixture wasn't too thick or watery.

he bobbed his head lightly, scanning the kitchen before grabbing a pan.

instead of being a normal human, he held the pan as if it was a mic and sang into it, forgetting that louis was upstairs, probably awake by now.

"-hey I just met you and this is crazy but here's my number so call me maybe." harry sang not so quietly but stopped when he heard a chuckle from behind him.

louis stood there against the wall, shirtless, his sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hips.

"what a great sight to wake up to," louis chuckled, taking a sit on the chair that was neatly placed against the glass table.

"uh, y-yeah. did I wake you up?" harry questioned, turning around to place the pan on the electric stove as his cheeks tinted.

"yes, you did but it was cute so I'll forgive you."