Mine

Chapter 23

The last game was heated, I gave it my all even though I was sore from the incident a couple days before. Rob and Harry both tried to get me not to go to the game and rest because the fact I was sore. I of course refused. I'm glad I did though my last kick into the net won us the whole championship. 

The flight to Sydney, Australia was bad. Everybody was acting strange towards me and Harry. Luke kept giving me looks. Seth and Nathan kept looking at Harry exchanging low whispers.

Harry some how found his way to the field and gave me a massive hug and kiss congratulating me on the win.

"Lou you alive?" Harry whispers into my ear breathless.

I laugh.

"Oh yeah our celebratory sex like you promised got me thinking of when you ran on the field. You've never done it before in front of a lot of people, it made me feel some way." I smile.

"Do you know what that feeling is?" he smiles at me.

"I wish."

"That's the feeling of being in love and free." he says softly.

"Free yes, love no." I say simply.

"Why not love?" he questions laying on his back his head still rested on my arm. 

"Love is still something unfamiliar to me. It wasn't until I found well you found me that I started to get a little understanding of it."

"I'm not sure about it myself." he admits. 

"Really?" I scrunch my brows.

"Yeah I've only ever felt it once or at least I thought I did, but when I found you I began to understand what the real true meaning is." he moves his head on my chest wrapping his arm  around my waist.

"My logic of love is what ever the fuck it is, it's you. Your not afraid to show it, you don't give choices you just do. Your mysterious.  Just as love is its  mysterious, it doesn't give choices it just does. It's mysterious cause I can't figure out it's a puzzle."

He kisses my chest.

"You should of took up philosophy or creative writing Lou." he giggles.

"No thanks." I laugh. 

"Come-" he begins then there's a knock on the door.

I get up with absolutely nothing on checking through the peep hole.

"Just a second." I answer.

"Who is it?" Harry questions.

"The cleaning lady." I smirk.

I throw on jeans so does Harry but no top. Scrambling to throw away the used condoms laying around. 

"Come in." I open the door walking out to the balcony where Harry is now sat looking out at Sydney below.

"This is why I hate hotels." he smirks.

"Why?" I giggle sitting on his lap.

"Those pesky cleaning maids."

"Right they are well pesky." I agree. 

"She interrupted something good."

I shake my head smiling.

"Sir I'm done here." the maid pokes her head out before leaving 20 minutes later.

"Finally lets get back to our day in for the first time in 2 weeks." I smile unzipping my pants.

Harry follows suit climbing into bed ass naked with me. It seems we can't catch any silence from anyone now, as soon as we lay down there's yet another knock on the door.