Pizza Boy (NARRY) -Fetus Writing- #Wattys2015

Chapter 33: Little Things

Harry and I sleep all day, only getting up to eat or go to the bathroom. We stay lay atop our sleeping bags and wrap ourselves under the duvet, cuddling, kissing, and loving each other. It's quite cliche and cute, actually. It makes me feel lucky to have Harry as my boyfriend, loving me and me him.

"Only two more days and we have to go home." I remind Harry. "I kind of don't want to. It want to go camping with just the two of us." Harry grins, rubbing his thumb along my jawline. He starts to smile, thinking of something. "What?" I ask, grinning as well. "Nothing. I just can't wait for Christmas." Harry looks up at my eyes, a sparkle in his green orbs.

((A/N: I KNOW THAT ITS ABOUT THREE OR FOUR MONTHS AFTER OCTOBER AND THAT CHRISTMAS WOULD HAVE PAST, BUT I DIDN'T WANT TO SKIP IT SO IGNORE THE FACT THAT IT WILL BE INTELLECTUALLY WRONG))

I smile and close my eyes tiredly. They're so tired that they hurt. Harry kisses my forehead and holds me close to him, scanning his fingers through the back of my hair. "I wrote you a song." Harry mumbles just a tired. "About what?" I ask. "How imperfectly perfect you are." I grin just a tad. "Can't wait to hear it."

We sleep all through the day, and all through the night. We even skipped dinner. Now its morning and Harry's woken up before me this time. We leave tomorrow and we all have to get up at five again. This is our last day together, and we plan on making it the best by putting any conflicts aside and will try not to ruin it some how. My eye has stopped hurting and it's not swollen anymore. My cut is now a scab for me to pick at and the bruise on my cheek bone is now a gross color of green and yellow, which means its healing up nicely.

Today, we're going on a hike and Zayn's cordially invited Max, who happily obliged.

***Sorry for skipping the hike. If you want to read to about hike I can put it in a chapter***

Louis had decided to ride with Harry and I again, and hopefully he won't cause a fight this time because I won't wait for it end this time. I don't think it will be such a problem this time though because Louis' been a bit more himself. Happier and more Louis. But he still is glaring and giving me, and Harry sometimes, looks.

Harry grabs ahold of Nialls hand as Niall's driving close to civilization, making Niall smile and clasp Harry's hand back. Harry bits his bottom lip and lets it go slowly, leaning over the console and kissing Niall's jaw, making Niall lick his lips and give Harry a flirtatious. "Get a room." Niall turns up the radio as Louis' saying this, making his last two words fuzzy and mix into the music. Harry laughs and Louis gives us both a look, mocking Harry's laughter.

At a gas park, we all get out of the car to get something to eat. Even though we have in the back of Liam's truck, we're not gonna take out everything and waste time getting since we accidentally since put it at bottom of everything. All the supplies is in Liam's truck while all the bags are in my Hummer.

Standing in the line with Coca Cola and package of Red Vines and Harry next to me, I look at him. I stare at him. I look at every detail of his face and hair and what his face when its not doing anything.

Harry feels my eyes and looks at me, grinning a little and he stares back. I grin too and we stare at each other before I start to lift my hand to hold his, but he doesn't move it so I drop it until in one swift movement he moves his hand towards mine and I grab his hand, holding it. I bite my bottom lip, blushing and looking away from the minor public display of affection.

Louis' POV:

I want to rip their hands away and wrap my arm around Harry's waist, cause I can.

Niall's POV:

After another few hours of driving, we meet the hotel we stopped at on the way to the camp. But after a while of talking about it, we decide just to re-fill our tanks and keep driving through the tank. Louis is now sleeping in the backseat sprawled out across it with a blanket and using his bag as a pillow. Harry's arm is propped up and he's asleep against the window. I keep yawning, meaning I need to sleep too but I'm driving so course I can't just fall asleep and magically not kill us.