Chapter 13: Falling

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A/N Another long one, and the beginning may be a bit boring, sorry! But I hate short chapters so deal with it!! xx

Louis awoke the next morning more happy than he had been in as long as he could remember. His eyes flutteredopen, fully expecting to see that mass of curly hair in front him. He sat up quickly as he realized Harry’s space next to him was vacant. The couch was cold where his boyfriend had been sleeping perfectly curled against Louis the whole night. Their bodies fit so perfectly together; Louis’ face nuzzled in the crook of Harry’s neck, their hands clutched to Harry’s chest as Louis held him tight, their legs woven together completing a total body connection. It was bliss.

But now, Harry was missing. Louis sat up quickly as he felt his heart drop at the thought of Harry just leaving yet again without telling him. How could he do that? Especially after Louis had fully realized and confessed his feelings for Harry, how could he just get up and leave Louis alone without a single word? Maybe Louis had moved too fast. Maybe Harry wasn’t ready to hear that Louis loved him. Maybe he didn’t really love Louis at all yet and just said it back as a reaction; a sort of heat-of-the-moment thing and during the night realized it was a mistake. Louis tried topush these horrible thoughts from his mind as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

There was a loud crash in the kitchen behind Louis and he jumped at the sound. He whirled his head around to see what the commotion was.

"Shit!" he heard a familiar voice exclaim and his whole face lit up at the sound. Harry hadn’t left, he was still there and making a mess of Louis’ kitchen. Louis leapt up and stretched quickly before rounding the couch and walking into the kitchen. Harry was scrambling to pick up a pile of pans he had knocked out of the cupboard. Louis laughed at the sight and Harry jerked his head up. He dropped the pan he was holding with another crash as he smiled and ran toward Louis. He threw himself into his arms and kissed his cheek.

"Morning, Boobear! I’m sorry, did I wake you?" he pulled back looking highly apologetic, but Louis simply rustled his hair and kissed him on the lips softly. Harry blushed as their lips met and smiled innocently.

"No, I was just waking up. What are you doing anyway?" Harry pulled back again with a mischievous  smile and turned from Louis, sweeping his arm across the room to reveal that the kitchen table was set and breakfast had been made. "Hazza! You made me breakfast?" Louis completely melted at the gesture and allowed Harry to pull him across the small space to the table.

"I figured it was the least I could do after all that I put you through yesterday. Louis, I am so sorry for everything. I can’t even-" Louis cut him off by pulling him into a crushing kiss. Harry sunk into his arms and formed his lips around Louis’, grabbing hungrily at Louis’ shirt and pulling him closer, licking desperately at his lips. Louis moaned against him and pulled away as Harry continued to lean into him with his eyes closed and his lips moving. Louis laughed at the sight has Harry’s eyes fluttered open and his lips curled into a smile. 

"Our food is probably getting cold." Louis said as he turned and sat down at the table looking over the food Harry had prepared for them. 

"Yeah… umm… about that; I kinda burned the toast and I tried to make you an omelette but it turned out kinda weird and I might have overcooked it, it probably won’t taste very good. Sorry, I messed it all up, but it’s the thought that counts, right?" He looked at Louis timidly as he took his seat opposite him.

"Yeah, Haz, and this all looks really good actually. Where’d you get all the food though? Didn’t we eat it all this past weekend?"

"Oh, yeah well, while you were still sleeping I nipped round to the store down the street and bought a bunch of stuff. You should be good for the week at least." Harry smiled across the table triumphantly. "You should never go shopping while you’re hungry, you end up taking the whole store with you." 

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