Everything Blue

L-

My mind swims in dreams while my conscious state hears the door open. For a minute my body jolts up thinking it's an intruder, but relaxing remembering who was due for a visit. I look at my phone and see it's 2 am.
"Louis?" Harry's voice travels through my house.
"Hey, in here love." I respond back, snuggling back into my bed.
"I'm sorry I'm so late, I had to sneak out! I texted you..." Harry climbs into my bed, snuggling under the blanket with me.
"How risky." I mumble out.
I wrap my arms around the smaller boy and enjoy his smell, unable to open my eyes to bask in his beauty. I was starting to have actual feelings for this boy.
I feel Harry shuffle closer to me and then I feel his lips envelop mine. It was as if he has never come close to me before, the kiss filling my body. All of me wanted to push for more, let my tongue explore his mouth, but I knew when he was ready I'd know.
"I didn't get to practice my passes and tryouts are on Wednesday!"
"Come tomorrow right after school and I'll show you. You'll be perfect don't worry." My words seem to stumble over each other in a tired mess.
The room fell silent which allowed me to listen to Harry's heartbeat. It amazed me how he was so beautiful in every single way.
"I can't even be here long, I'm sorry." Harry nuzzled into my chest, my fingers playing with his hair.
"Why are you pouting, you'll see me tomorrow love." I whisper trying not to fall back asleep.
"I hate being away from you, I hate pretending." I feel my shirt become damp. That causes my eyes to open just to see the crown of his head on my chest.
"Woah, Harry relax. Let's just go day by day okay? I can get in-"
"Trouble I know. I gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow Louis." Gets up and doesn't look back as he exits my room. I was going to follow him, but my body just lets out a sigh. He's a kid, he doesn't get it.
Maybe he's not even old enough to know what he wants. I should just stick to teaching him football. That's it.
I try to fall back to sleep but my brain was rebelling that thought. I look through my phone at all the messages I neglected.
He haven't talked in a bit, imu.
My ex boyfriend. Well some would consider him my still boyfriend because I didn't officially end it. I just haven't made an effort for six months. I was no longer attracted to him, I felt like I was dating a piece of toast. You'd think he'd get the message.
Maybe I should message him back. A man instead of a boy, it's more appropriate. Would it hurt Harry's feelings? Probably, boys are hurt by everything.
Just thinking about being with Harry gives me a headache, that should be a sign.