Dark || larry

2.6

Louis' POV

I couldn't help but giggle against Harry's lips as he groaned. The ringing of his voice echoing around the quiet car.

"Harry," I mumbled.

He didn't respond, his mouth continuing to leave wet kisses to mine. My fingers pressed into his shoulders, attempting to nudge him away.

But instead of complying he lowered himself further into me. I rolled my head to the side laughing. 

Soft lips trailed down my neck as I traced my fingertips down Harry's back. He chuckled as I felt over his bum for the phone in his back pocket. 

I pulled it out, handing it to him. He playfully huffed taking it from me. I smiled, pushing back some of his curls as he stared down at me.

"Answer it," I whispered.

His fingers routinely touched the screen, big green eyes still intently trained on me. It was pressed to his ear as Harry hovered my body. One strong arm supporting his weight.

"Hello." His raspy voice spoke.

His face changed slightly at the voice on the other end of the line. Harry tilted the phone away from his mouth before he spoke.

"I need to take this." He whispered.

"Okay," I smiled.

I kissed his cheek before he shuffled to remove himself from me. 

My head tiled to the side in curiosity as I strained to hear the faint "Is that him, is it Louis?" question from the phone he clasped tightly in his large hand. 

I assumed Harry's awkward cough was to try and cover the quiet voice. The person knew about me? I had a feeling Harry hadn't told many people about me or our relationship. 

It was all part of his possessive, protective thing. But this person was informed well enough to know it was me with him. Harry must trust them.

His long body quickly stumbled from the door he had just opened, leaving me lying, slightly confused, on the back seat. 

I sat up, wiggling over to the exit Harry had just taken. My feet made contact with the tarmac as I jumped down. I watched Harry pace with the phone to his ear.

"No, we weren't doing anything." He mumbled, his cheeks lightly tinted in pink.

I had never really seen Harry look uncomfortable before, the slight blush on his face made him appear younger. He looked adorable, a side I rarely got to see. 

I couldn't help but smile. His head snapped to me as I shut the back door to his car. He seemed a little worried. 

But I gave him a reassuring smile, his body relaxing somewhat as I moved to the passenger door and climbed into the front. 

I watched him out the windscreen before fiddling with the radio, my head leaning back as I closed my eyes and listened to Jessie J.

Minutes later the driver's door was opened. I turned my head as Harry climbed in.

"Everything alright?"

He hummed in response, long fingers running through his dark curls.

"But I'm um, I'm going to have to take you home." He looked a little guilty.

"That's fine. My mum called this morning and she's coming home tonight."

He seemed satisfied as I smiled.

"Good."

The engine roared to life as I buckled in.

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