Forbidden Love (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 2

Harry's POV

I groaned and buried my head in Louis' pillow. I was beat. I replayed the scene in where the bra was thrown at me and sighed. Don't get me wrong, I love my fans, but sometimes they're a bit... scary.

I heard footsteps behind me and closed my eyes. I recognized Louis' soft footfalls as he approached me. I heard his deep chuckle and felt the bed dip, his warmth enveloping me. His movements were hesitant, a hand went around my waist and the other wound in my curls.

He hummed softly and I grinned. I felt him relaxing against me and not long after I heard his soft snores.

I peeked beneath my eyelashes to see Zayn smile and covered us with a blanket, dimming the lights. His look was thoughtful. He could see through the thickest façade and sometimes he scares me of what he knows.

"Hey." I heard Niall whisper to Zayn, looking at us too.

"Hey." Zayn said, still deep in thought.
" What are you thinking?" Their voices were just a mere whisper.

"Do you think they'll ever see what they have? They have this... this connection with each other but they're too blind to see it. "

Niall frowned and cocked his head.

"I don't know..."

I mulled over what he said, absentmindedly snuggling closer to Louis.

Zayn sighed and shrugged, " C'mon, let's go to bed."

Niall nodded and climbed the ladder to his top bunk above Louis' making the bed creak.

Zayn slept opposite and he had his back turned, asleep or awake I had no clue.

Everything was quiet, except for a few words that drifted through the door as Liam talked on the phone. Most probably his girlfriend.

I yawned and closed my eyes, slowly letting the world of dreams take over.