Mind Games | L.S

5 ; five

Harry woke up to a loud thud next to him which made him jump, his eyes not even open yet.

"Sh*t" whispered a high pitched voice that he knew wasn't Niall's.

"Louis?" he asked, now opening his eyes wide and turning to look at the older boy who was running out the room.

Harry reached up and grabbed his wrist to stop him.

"Whatcha doing?" He asked with a small smile on his face.

Louis turned to face him, his face red as can be and shook his head, a serious face on him.

"I was just looking for a shirt that I thought Niall had. Um... which is the article of clothing you don't have on." He said, his eyes scanning the naked chest of the younger boy on the ground, a blaket covering his waist down.

"Oh!" Harry jumped, letting go of Louis' wrist and and covered himself over with the blanket.

Louis gave a small laugh, shaking his head slightly, "cute" the word barely audible slipped out of between his lips.

Harry's head shot up to look at him.

"w-what?" he asked, his mouth slightly open.

"nothing, mind your own buisness." the older one shot and walked out of the room, basically slamming the door behind him.

"Did he just call me cute?" Harry thought to himself, his breath getting caught in his throat as he replayed the memories of last night to what Louis said just now.

"Did he actually like me back?" he asked in a whisper, putting his head in his hands, taking a deep breath.

He decided to pull himself together because he was having to go back to his house today because it was now Sunday and he had school tomorrow.
He stood up and put on the rest of the semi-clean clothes he had which was only a shirt and basketball shorts. He then put all his other clothes in his bag before zipping it up and walking out of the room, seeing Louis in the kitchen watching whatever he was making in the microwave intently.
He looked over at Niall and saw him still passed out on the couch.

"Geez, that boy sleeps forever" he laughed to himself before walking toward the door and slipping on his shoes.

"Bye, Louis" he said softly, waving his hand a bit and looking over at the boy in the kitchen, who then looked up from the microwave.

"Oh, you're leaving already?" he asked, sounding sad.

Harry gave a nod, "Yea why?"

"Nothing, go. Bye." Louis said and pulled his gaze away from Harry's and back on the microwave before it beeped making him jump the tiniest bit.

"Cute" Harry said, making the other boy snap his head over his way again.

"What?"

"Nothing, mind your own buisness." He said with a small smile before walking out the door.

**
(Louis' 3rd person POV)

The next day Louis woke up from his alarm, set to 6AM. He hit his phone to shut the horrid noise off and groaned, rubbing his eyes before sitting up slowly.

"F*ck" he whispered and sleepily rolled himself out of his warm bed.

He stretched before making his way to Niall's room to wake him up because lord knows that he can't get up himself.

"Niall! Get your lazy a$s up! School!" He yelled, knowing very well he was being obnoxious.

He looked over on the ground where Harry was sleeping the previous weekend as he was walking out and saw an unfamiliar shirt sitting there. He thought it looked cool so he picked it up and took it to his room with him.
He smelled it to make sure it was clean and when he did the scent made his heart flutter and his stomach do flips because it smelled exactly like Harry. He smelled it once more before smiling and slipping it on.

"He did wear my shirt the other day, so why not wear his." he said to himself, pretending that it's the only reason he was wearing his shirt, not because it smells like him or because it's been wrapped around him many times...
Getting pant, he looked at himself in the mirror. It was actually a pretty good fit. Louis then walked out of his room so see Niall fully dressed and eating cereal. He noticed Niall stare at the shirt for a second curiously before shrugging and focusing back on his cereal. He breathed a sigh of relief this Niall didn't notice that it was Harry's shirt he was wearing.

"C'mon I wanna get coffee on the way so if we don't leave now we're gonna be late." he said, bumping Niall's shoulder slightly.

He saw the boy nod and put his empty bowl in the sink before standing next to him as they both slipped on their shoes.
They grabbed their bags before hurrying out the door, locking it behind them and quickly driving to the coffee shop near their school.

"Can we get Harry something, I feel bad for being asleep when he left." Niall said.

The older boy nodded as they pulled into the coffee shop parking lot.

**

Niall had his own and Harry's coffee in his hands as him and Louis walked through the school doors, having to hold it open so his brother could walk through.
Eventually Harry came into sight at his locker putting books away and getting different ones out. Louis sipped at his coffee as he left his stomach being filled with butterflies as he saw the younger boy. He desperately tried to get those feelings to go away by taking a deep breath and pretending he barely knew Harry.

"Harold! We got you a coffee!" Niall said loud, making a couple heads turn their way, including the pretty curly haired boy he has been fonding over for a while now.

Harry's face lit up as he saw both Louis and Niall walking down the hallway toward him.

"Why, you didn't have to do that, but thank you." He said with a smile, looking Louis in the eyes as he took his drink from Niall's hands. The older boy quickly looked away, pretending the way Harry just stared at him didn't make his heart pace speed up.

"It's no problem" Niall quickly said with a smile.

"Alright I have to get to class, I'll see you." Louis chimed in before emotionlessly walking off.