"Louis? You awake?" I hear Harry whisper I roll over to see him looking at me "do you want some pancakes?" He asks me
"Please" I smile at him which he kisses my forehead
"You sleep well?" He asks me "was weird having someone else in here" Harry smiles
"I slept well... considering what had happened yesterday. I really don't know how I'm supposed to get my things from home" I tell him he puts his arms around me hugging me
"We'll sort something out don't worry. I'm sure your mum will let you get your things" Harry rubs my back "come on let's go make breakfast" He holds my hand and pulls me up "Just briefs? Hmmm" he licks his lips
"Just briefs" I laugh "I usually don't even wear them..."
Harry looks at me in pure bliss "you don't leave much to the imagination do you" He then shakes his head "Come on then, because it'll be time for you to go to school before you know it" he says pulling me up
"Alright... if I have to" I groan getting up. Harry pulls me down the stairs and into the kitchen
"Sit" he demands pointing to the chair but I decided to disobey him and sit on the work surface "I said the chair" he sighs
"You actually just said 'sit' pointing to the chair. If I wasn't looking I wouldn't have seen" I say to him
"Fine, just sit there then and stay out of my way" he chuckles getting the flour out of a cupboard. He stops what he's doing and then looks confused "have you heard anything off Stacey? Since she's gone?" He asks me in a more serious tone
"I haven't. I've messaged her but over had no reply" I tell him and he nods
"Yeah, same here. It's hard with her not being around here when I've lived with her for 16/17 years. But then if I had been honest years ago she might have still been here now" he says pouring some milk into the pancake mixture "but then me and you... that may have never happened then"
"I guess everything happens for a reason" I half smile "But it wouldn't hurt for her to text back, even one text at least"
"She's probably still pissed off" Harry says quitely turning the hob on and pouring some of the mixture in to a frying pan
"They smell delicious" I smile smelling the air. I jump down from the counter and wrap myself around Harry from his behind. I kiss the back of his neck causing him to shudder
"Lou, your going to start a fire or something" Harry says turning around to face me. I smile at him standing on my tiptoes to kiss his lips, I push him back so that he's leaning against something so that were a bit more stable. He kisses the side of my neck leaving marks there to show that I belong to him.
"Harry your smoking" I tell him with a little panic in my voice... well maybe more than a little, more like a lot
"Thanks babe" he says continuing to kiss me
"No seriously your on fire!" I say pulling him away from where he was stood. I grab a glass and fill it with water and throw it over where his t-shirt had court alight. The fire fades leaving Harry's t-shirt black covered in smoke with holes in.
"I can't believe you thought I meant that" I laugh
"It's not funny. I could have died" Harry says dramatically
"It's was only a small part of your shirt which court fire. Did it touch your skin?" I ask him and he shakes his head taking the top off and I can't help but to stare at his tattoos on his chest and everywhere else they are scattered.
"Take a picture it'll last longer" Harry laughs throwing the top at my face making me jump a mile because of him catching me off guard. Harry takes the frying pan off the hob and serves up his pancakes on two plates, one for me, one for him. He sits on to the kitchen counter with me "You know what?" Harry says turning towards me
"What?" I ask him curiously
"It was nice waking up next to someone this morning... it's been a long time since I've shared a bed with someone in my own house..." Harry says quitely
"What about that woman you were dating?" I ask him making me cringe a little at the thought
"No. We never stayed here" he says moving slightly away
"Even when Stacey was out?" I ask him
"No, I didn't want to bring her here just incase she came home. I'm not one for introducing partners to Stacey if I'm not sure if they'll work out" Harry says quitely he turns to face me again "but there's no chance of her coming home now"
"Don't say that, I'm sure in time she'll come back as soon as she's figured things out. But it's my fault as well so don't blame yourself for everything" I tell him hugging him tightly
"Thank you Louis... come on or else you'll be late for school" Harry jumps down and stands in between my legs and pulls me so that I am literally pressed right up against the draws and he's pressed up against me
"Or we could stay like this all day?" I say raising a eyebrow
"Tempting but I'll have to decline. Don't want you to miss school" Harry says then he kisses my lips "come on then let's go" he says pulling me out through the kitchen into the hallway then out through the front door.
He unlocks his car and get into the drivers seat "you know I could have just driven myself" I tell him but he smiles in response
"I always used to take Stacey so it kind of keeps the routine there.... you know" he says starting the car
I don't say anything after that. I know he must be feeling really bad because of how and why Stacey ran away. But I'm missing my friend as well, it's hard not seeing her in school and seeing her at weekends. I miss her.
Harry pulls into the schools car park "We're here, a little early but we're here" He says turning the engine off
"Thank you Haz" I put my hand on his knee and rub it "is it okay if I wait in here?" I ask him
"Oh yeah sure. Would have thought you would have gone straight away" he says
"Stacey used to go straight away?" I ask him knowing that is why he thought I would have gone straight away
"Yeah... I guess you two are quite different from one another" Harry says turning the radio off
"Suppose so" I say to him. I turn and face him to see him looking straight at me with hungry eyes I smile at him "kiss me... you fool" I laugh leaning towards him our lips touch but then to my shock he leans back avoiding any contact with me
"We're at your school. What if one of Stacey's friends sees us? Or yours, or even a teacher? How would that look?" He says sighing
"I thought you wanted to..." I'm cut off by Harry
"We'll you thought wrong didn't you!" He shouts. I quickly unbuckle my seat belt then open the door tears rolling down my face "Louis! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" Harry shouts as I slam the door closed. Tears cloud my eyes up, how could I be so stupid!
I've no idea now if Harry will want me back at his, if he does it'll be awkward. I take my phone out of my trouser pocket and scroll down my contacts down to Stacy
To: Stacey
Hi Stacey... hope you are okay? I'm really sorry about what happened. I'm just really worried about you... please let me know if you are okay when you get this. Louis x
I look at the message and hit send.
authors note:
Sorry that this update has taken FOREVER literally!.. I'll try and update this more often maybe once every two weeks. But hope you enjoy!
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Much love S x
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