this is goin to be abnormally short, sorry flower buddies. c: xx
december 31, 2013
"Idiot, wake up!" Harry screeched excitedly as Louis had fallen asleep again on their sofa.
"Whaaaaaat?" Louis whined quietly as he peeked an eye open, Harry in front of him with an excited face. "It's almost New Years, you ding dong!" Harry shouted while standing up straight, flicking some water from his hands at Louis.
"How many more minutes?" the small boy murmured as he dug his face against the sofa cushion, too tired to look at Harry anymore.
"Two hours."
"Jesus Christ, Harry!" Louis whined more and groaned, wiggling his sides.
"Wake me up when there's ten more minutes!" he whined on while digging his face more against the comfy cushions, Harry pouting with a small nod before crossing his arms, gazing at the clock every now and then.
"Stop doing that." Louis murmured softly as he kept hearing a tap and a whistle. "Do what?" his boyfriend responded, oblivious to what he's doing.
"Stop tapping your foot and stop your whistling, you goose." he mumbled as his eyes fell closed again, an inaudible yawn escaping his lips.
Harry grumbled with a pout and nodded, staying quite throughout the first hour, his nose wiggling.
As Harry stared at the clock, his body was laying on top of Louis, a tired look on his face.
"Harry."
"Mm."
"Get off o' me."
"No."
Louis grumbled to himself as Harry snuggled into his warm body, content on staying that way until New Years came.
"Just an hour left until ten minutes left." he murmured as his lips pressed to his smaller boyfriend's jaw, mewing heard from Louis.
"Harry." Louis warned tiredly as Harry's hand trailed down his chest, rubbing up and down repeatedly, quiet mumbling and yawns heard.
"Babe."
"What."
"Stop it."
"Stop what, Lou?"
"Stop rubbing my chest."
"Why?"
"I want sleep."
"Oh right- Yeah- Sorry."
"Thanks."
"Yeah.."
"Mm."
"Sorry."
"Don't worry about it."
god im so lazy today but i need to finish my new story today and yah and shit and yahaw-
