Those Nights Spent With You (HYBRID) L.S (being edited)

Chapter 4

*Okay guys, I'm going on an updating spree. Which basically means that I am going to be updating every single Larry fan fiction that I have. If you are reading any of my other fan fictions, then you better check on em' because they will be updated really soon.*

(Louis POV)

I woke up to a pair of very strong arms wrapped around my waist. Did Harry wrap his arms around my waist while I was sleeping? Well, this is confusing. (I didn't mind, though.)

I sat up as his arms were still wrapped around my waist. I shook him lightly, trying to wake him up. After a while, his eyes fluttered open and he saw his arm wrapped around my waist. I could see the heat rising up in his cheeks as he pulled back and covered his red cheeks. I giggled at the gesture and rolled my eyes playfully as I fiddled with my fingers in my lap.

"You can go back to sleep if you'd like, I'm going to go make breakfast." I stated as I walked out of my bedroom. To be honest,  I hadn't cooked in forever. I really just wanted to impress Harry even though I couldn't cook for shit. Like, I literally couldn't even make french toast or something like that. I also didn't really like cooking but I did like eating, though.

I made my way into the kitchen and began getting the bread out of the sac before I put it in the toaster and waited for it to finish. It's the best I could do, really. My mum would be proud of me. I was so good at toasting since I didn't even have to do anything but change the temperature.

(Harry's POV)

I smelt something. Something strange. Something burning? I quickly jumped out of the bed and walked out of the room. Running down the stairs and making my way into the kitchen. There I found Louis mumbling swear words, and taking burnt toast out of the toaster. I giggled.

He turned around, obviously noticing me.

"It's not funny. I can't even make toast right! I swear, I once was good at this shit," He complained, his tail wrapping around the toast and laying it down on the counter. I laughed so hard I almost fell from standing up. I stopped laughing after a while, though, since I could feel Louis' eyes burn into my skin as he glared at me. Oops.

"Lou, if you wanna make toast right, you have to set it to a certain time. But to be honest, if you were trying to impress me, it really didn't work." I stated before groaned in frustration.

Heat raised up to his cheeks, his cheeks turning read. Ha, karma, Louis. Karma for what I went through yesterday.

"That's the problem, I was trying to impress you and instead I go and burn toast! Who even burns toast?!" I giggled at his foolish wordplay. He was adorable when he was mad. Wait what? Did I just call Louis adorable? What's wrong with my thoughts? I don't like him, I swear.

"It's okay, Lou. We can go get a doughnuts from a gas station and some coffee from Starbucks." I stated. He groaned but finally nodded his head in agreement, since he knew he couldn't fix the burned toast.

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"See, my idea wasn't so bad!" I stated as he sighed in triumph which caused me to grin devilishly.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. But I'm never going to forget burning that toast." I laughed, my dimples showing as I did so.

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(Sorry for the short chapter once again. but i am on an updating spree which means that I still have many other story's to work on. LOVE YOU GUYS!)