jail cell // l.t.

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1 year ago...

Louis ||

My eyes fluttered open to be met with a sleeping Harry next to me, his arm lazily stretched across my body as small snores escaped his slightly parted lips. A simple smile stretched onto my face as I placed my fingers in his curls and just twirled them around, not even really doing anything. It was just us and our slow in tune breathing and that was more than I could ever ask for.

After a few seconds of just sitting around and letting my fingers trail up and down on Harry's back, his emerald eyes opened and looked straight at me with a goofy smile. He pulled my closer to him and squeezed me so tight I swear that I was going to explode into millions of Louis. "Morning babe," he spoke in his raspy voice that was deeper than usual since he just woke up and, wow, how hot did he sound right now.

"Morning Haz," I spoke quietly, butterflies forming in my stomach as I felt his breath fan against my neck. His fingers slowly trailed down my back and under the covers before roaming back upwards. It still amazed me how I had him all for myself when he was worth so much more than me. He was so imperfectly perfect and had the biggest heart, and I was just the underdog with feminine looks.

I groaned to myself as I remembered that we had an interview to attend and would most likely ask the question everyone wanted to know : Did we have girlfriends? Sometimes I just wanted to stand up, throw a chair to the ground, and yell that I have a boyfriend. Why do they ask if we have girlfriends, is their something wrong with being gay or bi? Harry is mine, I love him so fucking much.

"Something wrong?" Harry asked in a low whisper, sleep evident in his voice.

"Yeah, we have that stupid interview to go to," I muttered, wrapping my leg around his. He nodded his head and lifted my chin up with his thumb so I would have to look at him.

"Don't stress over it. You know I love you Louis, and I don't care what anyone says. One day, I promise we'll go on dates in public and have our own little world where no one can tell us we have to hide. I love you so much," he stated with a smile on his face. I pecked him on the lips until Mr. Lover over here decided, it wasn't enough. Our bodies seemed to naturally intertwine with each other as his hands found my hair and tugged on it slightly.

His tongue pried my mouth open and suddenly, coolness replaced the heat. It was like we were in our own little world just like he promised. As my hands roamed his back, he suddenly stopped and pulled away from me. Did I do something wrong? Why is he acting all jiffy all of a sudden?

"I have to go," he whispered as he walked out of the hotel room and closing the door behind him. What the hell was that?

[a/n] if it seems like I'm writing short chapters, it's because it's not chapters in this book, each update represents a page or two like it would be in a real book. So each update is a different POV and this is going to back to 1 year before Niall got shot in case you guys get confused. Ily all

-xx Amyy