my angel l.s

chapter #14

"louis," harry drags out the s, him starting to giggle at the end of it. louis smiles, blushing at how he sounds. "yes harry?" he asks, sitting up on the couch as the game is paused.

"please pick me up, please. zayn left because of his stupid boyfriend niall getting jealous, and this guy just tried to feel me up and take me upstairs, i feel so uncomfortable. please come, louis." harry whines, slurring all his words and louis gets up, grabbing his keys and slipping on his slides.

"i'm coming, just go in a closet or something, i'll be there." louis promises.

"i already am." harry lets out a giggle, and louis' begins to feel puzzled. "what?"

"nothing, nothing. i'm going to the closet, just hurry up." and with that, harry ended the call and louis looks at liam.

"harry wants me to pick him up since this guy is trying to do something to him and his friend left. just, stay here or you can go home. i really don't care, but don't invite over a lot of people if you're planning to stay and you get bored. i don't need to call a cleaning service because someone trashed my bathroom again." liam nods, then gets up and pushes him out the door.

"go get your boyfriend." liam opens the door, and louis looks back at him. "he's not-" liam pushes him out, closing the door and louis sighs. "he's not my boyfriend." he whispers, going to the car.

harry goes to the closet, playing a game on his phone while waiting for louis. he hears some people enter the room, closing his mouth quickly.

"oh my god." harry whispers, and then he hears some talking.

"you're so hot."

"oh my god, just take off my clothes now, i'm so horny." harry gasps at what they are saying, realizing he is about to be hearing them have sex.

"oh no, oh no, oh no." he hears kissing happening, becoming disgusted. then, his mind wanders to louis weirdly.

if he kissed me like they are, i wouldn't do anything to be honest, he thinks. then blushes because of how it would feel and be if they did.

louis would grab harry by the waist, and pull him in ever so slowly. his hands would rub softly over his hips, and he would be smiling at him too.

he would lean in slowly, one of his hands going up to cup his cheek and his lips would slowly be-

harry's phone starts ringing, and he jumps at it. the people in the room stop their motions, looking toward the closet.

"oh shoot!" he grabs his phone, pressing accept quickly. "i'm here." louis tells him, sitting back in his seat. harry looks at the closet door, biting his lip.

"well you see, i'm in a closet.. and people are having.. you know right now and oh my god they're making noises!" harry complains, sinking down slowly.

louis fonds at harry not wanting to say sex, smiling. "just um, i'll create a distraction. what room are you in?" harry answers with the first room you see when you go up the stairs and louis leaves the car.

he walks into the house, going up the stairs. he thinks of something to do, then opens the door quickly. "oh my god, the cops are here!" louis shouts and the couple pulls up their pants and get their shirts, running out the room. harry gets out the closet, taking a breath.

"th-thank you, i didn't know's if i would survive that, thank you." louis smiles, nodding at him and they run down the steps, getting in louis' car. harry buckles his seatbelt and louis starts the car, driving away quickly.

"thank the lord i wasn't exposed, i didn't need to be on tmz for trying to watch someone have sex." louis nods, chuckling at it then looks over at harry, realizing something.