A Larry Stylinson love story

Chapter 3: A hug and a kiss

Louis POV

"YOU'RE NOT!" I yelled at my mum. "Yes dear, we are!" she said excited. "Wait a sec, I have to tell Harry!" I ran over to the bathroom while I was shouting Harry's name. "Whoa Lou can you please lower your voice, my head aches." Harry groaned. "I have some news for you that will immediately take away the pain!" I jumped up and down like an excited kid with the phone still in my hands. "Alright, what's going on?" "Our mums are flying over!" I yelled. Harry's eyes widened. "Shut up! Are you serious?!" He began smiling. I put the phone on speaker and my mum started talking. "Hi Harry!" "Hey Jo! Is Louis right? Are you guys really coming over?" He asked again. "Yes we are! All of us! Louis, love, do you mind telling the other boys? We will be arriving tomorrow at around 4 p.m." "We'll take care of that, see you tomorrow!" "Bye Jo!" Harry quickly said. "Bye mum!" I stopped the phone call.

"Oh Louis, we finally get to see our mothers again!" Harry still couldn't believe it, his eyes watered. He had a good reason, we didn't see our mums for like ages, at least that's what it felt like. Harry opened his arms. "Hug me, Louis. I need it. I need you to hug me." That last thing actually turned me on, but I had to contain myself. I don't think this is the right moment to tell him about my feelings. He was too emotional right now, and he was still recovering from his hangover. I stepped in and hugged him. Tight but very sweet. The hug lasted longer than usually. Harry pulled me in even closer. "How's your headache?" I whispered in his ear since that is where my head is in this situation. I noticed Harry getting goosebumps. "Still hurts..." he sighed. I reached above his ear and gave the spot a feathery kiss, removing my lips very slowly of his skin, like they were glued to his skin. "Better now?" "Yes actually.." Harry sighed, smiling and whispering with his eyes closed. He enjoyed this!

Harry POV

I hated myself for getting goosebumps while Louis whispered in my ear. He now knows I enjoy it when he touches me. And that kiss though, my knees are still shaking. "Guess it's my turn now to take a shower." Louis said. I let go off him and he went to the bathroom. "Thanks for the hug and that kiss, it really helped!" "My pleasure curly!" He said before closing the door. I loved it when he calls me curly. The idea of him undressing made me crazy. No, stop Harry! Think about something else! I really had to force myself not to think about Louis. I think I really love him. I want him in my arms all day long!

By the time Louis finished showering, I called all boys. They were coming over tonight and they're also staying here for the night so we can pick our moms up all together at the airport. I know my mom (actually all moms) loves a nice and clean home, so I started vacuuming like a freak. "Ahhh, that shower felt great." Louis said while scratching his lower abdomen. He looked so good. He was wearing a pair of shorts, with a typical white and blue striped shirt. "You sure look refreshed." I smiled. Louis looked at me and frowned. "Are you feeling okay Harry? Why are you vacuuming like your life depends?" "Because, Louis, our moms like it to be clean in here. Oh and by the way, the boys are staying for the night so we can all go together to the airport tomorrow." "Oooh right I get it. Do you want me to help? You have a headache, you should be resting. I'll tidy up this place." Louis said in a deep, sweet voice. I didn't even get the chance to speak up because Louis already claimed the vacuum cleaner. "You're such a gentleman." I smile. "I know, I know." Louis winked. I felt how my cheeks started to blush, so I quickly paced over to my bedroom.

Louis POV

NormallyI hate doing things like cleaning the house. Before I started tidying up, Iopened the windows. My lungs filled with fresh air and I let out a big sigh. Isaw two pigeons on the roof of another house down the street. They were dancingaround each other. Love birds... I'd really like to share my love with Harry likethose pigeons do. But I guess that will remain being only a dream of mine.Harry would never want me to call him my 'boyfriend'. I feel like I can't keepmy feelings for myself any longer, I have to talk about this. Maybe my mum, shewould surely understand. But I can't wait that long. I need to tell it. Rightnow. But not to Harry yet. Maybe Liam... Maybe he can help me. I hope he won'tlaugh at me, and I hope he won't tell anyone because I'll kill him when I findout!