jail cell // l.t.

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Louis ||

I quietly enter the hotel room to see Harry sleeping on my side of the bed, his body clutching my pillow. He looks so fragile and innocent in his sleep, and much more younger. The pink tint on his cheeks, his messy curls, and his red lips just leave me stunned and happy that this is what I get to see everyday. I grab the blanket from the couch and drape it over him, tucking in the corners and letting my fingers trail gently over his cheeks.

"Babe?" Harry mumbles as his eyes flutter open, a soft emerald color. He smiles as he realizes it's me, "Babe," he says more joyful as he drags me down to the bed and wrapping his muscular arms around tightly. I nuzzle myself into his chest and just enjoy the pureness that's Harry, my Harry.

All of my worries fade away as we lay here cuddled together, a beautiful silence stretching across us. I close my eyes and trace circles into Harry's back and wow, he's been working out now with those muscles of his. "I love you," I breathe to him as my fingers intertwine with his. They fit so perfectly in mine like we were meant to be, but why is the universe holding signs saying that we aren't? Why is everything suddenly taking a turn for the worst? Why is Harry, the best thing that's ever happened to me, fading away?

"I love you too, Lou," he mumbles back, placing a kiss on my nose. My mind drifts back to when we would be so playful and just mess around, having a great time and laughing till we cried. I wish I could have one of those moments right now, I really needed the cheering up. Unexpectedly, Harry begins to tickle me causing me to squirm around and giggle like a little girl. It's as if he can read my mind, which just makes my heart swell for him even more.

All of insides ignite like sparks from a firework as his rough yet tender fingers travel down my sides and rest on my hips, giving a small squeeze. He licks his lips hungrily as he pushes my shirt up only enough to reveal the skin on my hips as he rubs circles onto them. I blush furiously as he continues with this while looking at me with those love sick eyes. Does he do the same with Niall? No, I refuse to let him intrude the few moments I have left with Harry where his attention is one hundred percent mine.

"Go to sleep babe," I mumble as I give him a quick peck on his cheek. His eyes flutter close and he wraps his arms around me, as if he never wants to let me go. And I fall into a deep slumber with him, my dreams filled with nothing but a boy with curly hair and green eyes.