Whatever It Takes ~ larry mpreg au

52. You don't care about me

HARRY

Sometimes Harry felt a little like a stalker when he watched his boyfriend sleep next to him. But he couldn't help doing it every time he woke up first, Louis was too gorgeous to look away, it was as if Harry was hypnotized by his beauty.

That morning, Louis was sleeping on his side facing him; he was covered up to his neck, his hair was messy, and his pink lips were slightly parted, and looking painfully kissable.

So Harry decided he needed to do something about it, and he moved closer to his boyfriend, and he softly touched his lips with his own.

Louis scrunched up his nose cutely, but continued sleeping.

Harry smiled at him, thinking he was adorable, so he obviously kissed his lips again.

"Hmm" Louis hummed when Harry's lips left his.

He sounded happy and pleased, so Harry took it as an invitation, and he gave him yet another kiss.

And this time, Louis puckered his lips, returning the kiss, but he kept his eyes closed, and other than his lips, he was completely still.

"More" Louis said sounding sleepy.

Harry's smile became even wider, and he obeyed, putting his arm around his boyfriend to bring him closer while he kissed him, but he wasn't too successful, because Louis' baby bump was in the way, and he didn't want to squish Ruby.

But that didn't stop Louis to really kiss back this time, and he even slipped his hand on the back of Harry's shirt, at which time Harry decided to do the same with Louis.

"Why don't you close the door?" Louis proposed when their lips broke.

He was giving him a naughty smile, and his blue eyes were dark, so Harry knew exactly what he was proposing.

So he immediately tried to get up from the bed, but between his eagerness and his clumsiness, he wasn't able to, because he got tangled with the bed sheets, and he fell down on the floor, right on his arm.

"Are you okay?" Louis asked, his voice worried.

"Yeah, I'm good" Harry said as he stood up from the floor while he rubbed his arm, and then muttered "Stupid sheets".

"Does your arm hurt?" Louis asked while Harry headed to the door.

"Not really" Harry brushed off, and closed the door, even locking it just in case "It's just a little sore".

"Come here, baby" Louis said outstretching his arms at him "I'll make it better for you".

Harry smiled at his boyfriend, and went back to the bed, where Louis proceeded to give his arm three soft kisses

"There, all better" Louis declared.

"You know, my lips hurt a lot, do you think you could make them better too?" Harry asked innocently.

"I can surely try" Louis smiled, and he brought his lips up to Harry's, but he only kept them there for a few seconds "Better?".

"No, I think I need a lot more than that" Harry replied.

Louis chuckled, and he wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, and that's when he really kissed him, his exquisite lips moving in such a way, that it made Harry let out an involuntary moan.