Mine

Chapter 13

"I'm so s-sorry for what I said earlier." I try to keep myself together but the alcohol and emotions are making it hard. 

"Lou..." he says ever so softly and I know I've hurt him. 

"I know I hurt you, but I'm beyond the point of walking back home from here and its fucking cold outside so can you please let me inside and I will try my hardest to explain why I busted and said that." I say from his step. 

The rain pouring down my back from the roof is making me so cold my Adidas hoodie is soaked. This is surely helping with the sobering up quickly so I can try to explain myself yet again for hurting my Harry. 

"Your outside?" he says through the receiver I can tell he's moving. 

"Yes I am and it's fucking cold so if you don't mind I'm soaked and would like to get inside." I say. 

I hear a light giggle thank god. When the door opens I hit end and fling myself into his arms. 

"I'm sorry Harry so sorry I didn't mean what I said I care I do it's just I'm afraid I don't know if I am or not, I definitely am for you I know this." I say into his neck then pull back. 

"Louis..." he says trying to make me stop talking. 

I continue though he needs to know I'm trying so hard for him to make myself be okay, to figure out whether I'm gay or bi. 

"You will get what you need with me and I'm sorry you thought I didn't care about why you left, I'm trying to figure this out for you figure me out what I am. You can tell your mum now, your sister, your dad, your step dad it doesn't matter with my music business and you they have no say as I am your boss, but your family does have to keep it low key for the sake of myself and the football part of me." he slowly starts taking off my soaked coat and shirt. 

"Harry Styles you don't know how much I love you." I say looking in his eyes. 

"Louis Tomlinson you don't have a clue how much more I love you. I made a promise to you in California I'm keeping my end and you best be keeping yours." he says. 

"I know your thinking I'm just being naive." 

"No Louis, I don't think your being naive. I know your trying to figure out this but that's why I'm here and remember your my worn canvas that I'm slowly repairing." he places his hand on my cheek. 

"I will keep my end of the promise." I press a kiss to his lips. 

He relaxes into them and I deepen the kiss. I love him so much and I meant everything I said to him in the water and not a single bit of what I did on the jet. 

"Oi Styles I think we should go to mine we always stay at yours." I suggest pulling from our kiss I didn't want to break.

"But you have no shirt." he smirks. 

"Yeah you are right." I pull him back into me and kiss him this time a bit harder. 

I can't imagine my life without Harry the emptiness I felt earlier was horrid I never want to feel it again. I need to work on how I go about things with Harry he's so sensitive and I can't keep hurting him like I do. I find myself following him to his room he strips down to his boxers and so do I. I wrap my arm around him tightly like I never want to fight him again like that not anymore. 

"Harry?" I say kissing his back. 

"Yes Lou?" 

"I never want to lose you okay? I'm really going to work on my temper for you cause I keep snapping at you way too much and its ends with you crying because I hurt you and I can't deal with that." I cuddle him a little tighter. 

"Your not going to lose me not that easily yes you may yell at me sometimes and hurt me but I don't think I can let you go." he kisses my arm. 

"I love you Harry so very much." 

"I love you most Louis." he sighs. 

"Are you going to sleep babe?" I question not even tired. 

"Yeah." he yawns. 

I smile at how cute he is when he yawns. 

"I'm a bit hungry so I may order a pizza here if that's alright?" I question. 

"Lou I'm starving to and I'd like a slice or two myself its been a while since I've had pizza." 

"Okay." I order the pizza with half of what Harry likes and half of what I do. 

"There's the pizza you pick a movie." I smile. 

I bring it back and see Harry has picked a movie. 

"What we watching babe?" 

He holds up The Lucky One. 

"What the hell is 'The Lucky One'?" 

He giggles sitting next to me. 

"It's a romance." he smiles. 

"Ew I hate romance movies." 

We eat all the pizza ourselves surprisingly and I absolutely hate the movie. The way he found her picture in the rubble outside a bombed building is impossible. Then how they fell in love because of that picture was confusing. 

"What did you think of the movie?" he questions walking back up to our I mean his bedroom. 

"I hated it I don't get it what's so ever." I say. 

"You didn't like the action?" 

"Oh I liked that part yes but not the overly dramatic love stuff." I giggle climbing into his bed. 

He giggles also. 

It feels like home when I'm with Harry all my worries are gone all the stress of football and LWT gone. It's a world a perfect with Harry and I love it so much. I love him so much. Him, him, him so perfect. I feel my eyes get heavy and I drift off with Harry tightly in my arms.