Restricted

Chapter 13

Louis and Harry spent that day simply enjoying each other's company. Both could feel the enormity of what was happening between them, but also how traumatically Liam had been affected.

Louis kept finding himself lost in the thought that nothing this big has ever happened so fast. That the sheer magnitude of what has unfolded over the course of a few insignificant weeks is completely unprecedented. He couldn't help but feel that this fact contributed greatly to his certainty of one thing: he needed to be with Harry. Any other other option was unthinkable. The size of this realization blocked out any possibility of discovering an alternative. So there they were, enjoying each other, but not moving too fast. Not letting the fact that Liam's heart had been sacrificed just that day so they could have this happiness.

Louis would never forgive Liam. He knew to any outsider he would seem dramatic - he didn't care though. Whether he'd known Harry a few weeks or a few years, Liam had no right to interfere the way he had. It was a testament of what Liam held important over his and Louis's friendship and Louis wasn't about to be understanding of it. Bro's before hoes never felt so insignificant a phrase, but it obviously didn't apply to Liam and Louis's relationship. Secretly, Louis knew he'd have put Harry first as well. He didn't have to worry about that now though, and he pushed the thought to the furthest reaches of his mind where it would hopefully dissolve with enough time and neglect.

Harry nudged his shoulder where they'd been laying on the grass in the backyard all afternoon. Evidently Louis had been more lost in thought than he'd realized.

Louis sat up on one elbow and looked down to where Harry lay with his eyes squinting against the sun shining directly into his eyes. Louis smiled softly, feeling intimidated by the weight of his feelings for the boy beneath him.

Harry, not understanding that Louis was having a beautiful moment staring into his eyes, coughed awkwardly and made an attempt to roll onto his side as well. Louis chuckled and pushed his shoulder back down onto the grass, Harry gazed up with a question on his features.

"Not so fast, love" Louis grinned.

"Mmmm" Harry closed his eyes and hummed, "I like the sound of that"

"And what would that be?"

"Your voice, calling me love. It's- I don't know? Sort of perfect I guess." Harry's cheeks reddened under Louis's intense gaze but he wasn't about to turn away. Instead, he lifted one leg over Harry's torso and settled on the other side of his hips, now straddling him.

Harry's head lifted up momentarily to gauge the situation no doubt - their groins were now flush against the others. He quickly laid his head back down and covered his face with his hands.

"Suns so bright..." He mumbled, obviously not knowing how to handle a Louis on top of him.

Louis slowly removed his hands and placed his own on either side of Harry's head so he could lean down and block the sun from his face.

"Any better?" He said quietly into his ear, breathing softly on Harry's neck. Louis could feel Harry's chest rising and falling quickly beneath his own. His arousal growing hard against Louis's stomach.

Harry's voice came out low and choppy, obviously having difficulty forming his sentences correctly, "much" he choked out. Louis couldn't help it, he threw his head back in a bark of laughter at Harry's state. Harry's cheeks deepened in color and he snapped, "Oh shut up and kiss me you arse."

He approached Harry slowly, allowing his breath to fan over his face. Harry's lips parted infinitesimally and Louis's tongue darted out to wet his own. He slowly descended upon Harry's eager mouth, inhaling the sigh Harry released when they finally connected.