Harry's POV
We stay like that until the film ends and everybody starts to stand up. The lights turn on and I awkwardly start to stand up from Louis' lap.
"Don't" he moans childishly. And pulls me back down to sit on him.
"But I want to leaveee im scaredddd" I argue back, in the same childish tone as him.
"Umm alright, sorry I just love your cuddles".
"Well then, cuddle time has ended, I have to save my cuddles or I'll run out of them and we don't want that do we?" I laugh.
"What are you even talking about" He laughs too. "You do rant sometimes" .
I blush once again.
Eventually we're the only ones left in the room. As we start to get out I grab my coat from my seat and start to put it on.
"Here" he gets the other sleeve and helps me with it.
"Thanks" I thank him with a closed mouth smile. He smiles back. SMILES.
"Warm Harry best Harry".
"What" I let out a giggle.
"You heard it so... don't be a meanie and make me repeat it"
"I'm not a meanie."
"Let's not start with this conversation again uhm?" He suggests.
"Right.... "I smirk.
Out of the room we walk to the trashcan and throw the empty popcorn and drink.
"Um bathroom...?" He asks.
My heart stops. Why does he want to go? Does he really need to or is it just...
"Umm you need to...?" I aks.
"Pee. I need to pee." He laughs.
"O-okay" why am I stuttering again? Gosh.
"We walk beside each other towards the bathrooms which were practically next to the bin.
Inside, I see a mid-age man washing his hands and adjusting his gelled hair.
We walk passed him and I lean next to a wall to wait for Louis. But he stands.
I'm confused. Why is he standing? Why doesn't he go do what he needs to do? God this is weird.
Two or so minutes later the man finishes and goes out the door. Just as he steps outside Louis slams the door shut. I frown at him.
"What are you..."
Suddenly he glares at me with a hungry expression finding me still frowning completely confused at why he's acting like that.
I didn't even blink and I see Louis walk to me and pin me against the wall holding my hands with his hands pushing back.
Seconds pass and he is nibbling at my neck like his life depends on it. I don't know how to feel but I know that I like this. I like him.
His kisses trail all over my neck and starts ascending to my earlobe, softly biting on it making me moan without wanting to. I close my eyes in embarrassment but much to my surprise:
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When green met blue (Larry Stylinson)
Fanfiction"You changed me. You looked so new, so gorgeous and I was just weak..." Or, where Harry's life is turned around by some deep blue eyes.
