Harry's P.O.V
It was around 2 a.m when everything began sinking in. How Louis still loved me, didn't want me to go, and even though he was sobbing, he still begged me to stay. Why? Was I really worth loving? After all the hurtful things I said to him? I sighed unevenly as I felt Louis's enduring arms around me, he was sleeping soundly, as if everything was just magically okay. I grumble rolling over on my side, trying not to cry, but wanting to so badly. I hurt Louis, more than anyone ever has, and it took a major toll on both him and me.
I look down at Louis, his beautiful soft eyelashes are gently closed, and brushing up against his upper cheeks. His pink plump lips are formed into a small smile, telling me he's dreaming, and he just looks so peaceful. I feel a sob break from the back of my throat, I can't let him hear me sobbing, not right now at least.
I get out of bed, standing to my feet, and walk out of the room. I walk towards the guest bedroom, knowing I won't be sleeping anytime soon, and I realize that I need Louis. As bad as I want to admit to it. I need his loving and warm arms, his kind and sweet words, as well as his love and affection. I need us to be what we once were. I sigh unevenly as I try to fall asleep, but all that's on my mind is Louis. His smile, his laugh, even his little laugh wrinkles just below his eyes.
I'm drawn away from my thoughts by a door creaking open, it was Louis. His face soaked in tears. Are we really THIS horrible around each other? Sure seems that way.
"H--Harry.... please..... don't sleep in here." He sobbed out. "I need you." I--I'm so lonley." He walked closer now and I saw even more tears fall from his eyes and down his face.
"I'm.....sorry." I was having a nightmare and didn't want to wake you."
He sighs, knowing that I'm lying, I don't know what else to say. The truth only seems to hurt him.
"Babe, you're lying." He rolls his eyes and chuckles. The next thing I know is his lips are on mine, we are having a heated passionate kiss, and I love it.
He turns away moments later, his eyes are filled with tears once again, and I want to ask. I don't though, instead I wait for him to speak.
"Harry...please I need you." Not just to be here... but to love me... to hold me...and-and care for me."
He shoves his face into my chest. He is broken, completely.
"I promise no matter what happens...I will never leave you...okay?" I love you and care for you more than anything in the world."
He whimpers softly against my chest and begins to have a case of the almighty hiccups.
"I-I love you...Lou." I whisper against his ear. I'm holding him close and there's nothing that could make me want to pull away.
"How about I make you some warm tea?" I offer and he smiles. I know that Yorkshire Tea is his absolute favorite. "You want to join me?" He nods, slowly standing up. He pulls me to my feet and I give him a very long lasting kiss. We soon make our way to the kitchen after that.
