It was somewhere around three in the morning and Louis and Harry were still talking. How Louis' musical career was not really going too well and how Harry broke his foot on black ice. "Stupid black ice" Louis said with so much exasperation.
"I mean, it wasn't that bad." Harry said.
Louis awkwardly coughed and quickly changed the subject to make Harry not realize that he cares for him. "So how is your cat Marry?"
"Molly"
"Oh right, Molly." Louis mentally punched himself in the face. Very subtle, he thought.
"She's doing great, however she has been meowing a lot! And I mean a lot, Louis do you think she could be sick or maybe jus-"
"Harry." Louis was a little nervous about what he was about to say.
"What?" He said feeling a little nervous. Maybe it's a soulmate thing, where you feel the same thing as the other, but either way he couldn't help but be a little scared.
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"Your cat is probably trying to find herself a special friend, because they usually do that during mating season or when they want to be loved." Louis decided to not say what he was originally planning on saying.
"Oh, thank you." Harry was a little disappointed but decided to just go along with the conversation.
They talked for another while about the most random topics. Both were so engaged on the conversation that neither noticed that Harry's grandfather entered the bakery.
"Louis? Is that you." Kieth was genuinely happy to see him.
Both Louis and Harry almost yelped not realized that it was already six in the morning. Neither of them have slept all night. Harry knew that they both looked really beat up from lack of sleep but yet Keith still felt the need to mention it. "Boys you look like you've both been hit by a bus, have you slept at all?"
"No grandfather, we have stayed up all night catching up-" Harry was cut off by a yawn.
As amusing it was to watch the boys act like drunks from their lack of sleep, Keith made them go back to Harry's flat and get some rest. "We'll catch up later Louis," said Keith.
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On their walk home, the wind was cold and speeding up. Harry felt his hands go numb and couldn't even feel anything when Louis grabbed them and held on to his ice cold hands in hopes of heating them up somehow.
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Unfortunately, Harry's hands only thawed off when they got to his flat. Louis did the honors of putting Harry's hands in a bowl of steaming hot water. While Harry was letting his hands thaw off, Louis went to the loo to do his business. Looking in the mirror he almost fainted. The huge back circles under his eyes were making him look like he indeed was just hit by a bus. He wondered how Harry still managed to look quite good after having no sleep. As he came back to the kitchen, he saw Harry, he was fast asleep. Lips slightly parted, he was snoring quietly. Louis almost started crying at the cuteness of the coconut haired boy. Oh boy, I gotta get him to bed, thought Louis.
Looking around the flat, Louis found one king size bed which he was guessing was the only bed Harry had. He picked Harry up from the kitchen table and carried him to bed bridal style. Louis was too tired to do anything else so he just lied down beside Harry making him the cute little spoon he always was.
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They were just young kids. Louis knew that liking a boy was not allowed but he never had any issues with liking boys. Until he met Harry. He knew it was wrong, he just never knew why. But the kiss, he could never forget those plump lips. That kiss soon grew more heated and they both let their hand roam around each other's bodies. They both felt like they were floating with every touch and every moan. Quickly the kiss was broken apart because the neighbors kids have seen them. The two of them were holding onto each other as the kids were kicking them, beating them. One of the boys took a stick and started to whip them. The blood. So much b-
"Shhh, Louis you're okay. I won't hurt you." Harry tried to comfort his friend.
Louis realized that he was crying, sweating and screaming. He had no idea of what was going on. The dream! He remembered, the horror. Harry let Louis cry. He comforted him, rubbing circles on his back and wiping away Louis's tears along with his own. Soon enough Louis fell back asleep. This time Harry was the big spoon. He wanted Louis to feel protected.
