Illusion

Chapter 7: Car Rides, Sheer Shirts And Happiness

Authors Note

Hi everyone. Zoe here. I'd just like to say a massive thank you to everyone who has read this fic so far. I didn't think I'd get any reads at all so it means a lot that you've all taken the time to share this journey with me.

This next chapter is dedicated to my beautiful babes Caroline and Dea. I love you two girls and count you both as good friends. I hope I can do you both justice in this story and that you'll love the parts you play x

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Z x

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"Because, you feel like home."

Those five simple words had been bouncing around Louis' skull for the better part of an hour. He hadn't been sure what he was supposed to do, or what he was supposed to say. He was still in shock that someone as perfect and beautiful and kind as Harry would even look at him, that he'd frozen on the spot. His mind raced and he was so confused but he knew he wanted Harry more than anything in this world so he'd simply kissed Harry, hoping it would be enough.

Louis needed a home for his heart more than anything in this world. He had a beautiful home, money, friends, a family who loved him but his heart was never truly content or at peace. It never felt like it had belonged anywhere or to anyone, that was until Harry Styles had spoken those five heartfelt words to him and turned his world upside down.

He'd sat dazed in a chair, as Harry had hurried to get changed not really sure how he was managing to breathe or blink or keep his heart beating. All he could concentrate on where Harry's words.

"Because, you feel like home."

His words that were so few, but held so much promise. Words he knew Harry meant with every fibre of his being. Words he knew would forever be permanently etched into his mind and his heart. For nothing could ever compare to the feeling he'd felt when those words had left Harry's lips.

Lips he could still feel on his own. Lips that had kissed him with fierce passion, yet had offered nothing but tenderness.

Louis couldn't contain the joy he felt. He knew it was radiating from him like a Tsunami, engulfing everyone in its wake. It was a pure, real, tangible thing and it seemed that everyone shared in it with him.

Louis, Harry, Liam, Zayn, Lottie, Niall and Harry's driver Tim were all now pilled in a shiny black Escalade headed for Zayn's apartment. Niall and Lottie were seated at the front behind Tim. Liam and Zayn were in the middle row and Louis and Harry brought up the rear.

Harry had insisted that he and Louis enter the car last, making up some such excuse about age before beauty and the other four had clambered in ahead of them.

Louis hadn't thought much of it until they'd pulled out of the car park onto the streets of Melbourne and they'd been shrouded in darkness. The only light that illuminated them were passing street lights and the occasional car or tram.

Louis hadn't been aware that he'd even moved but soon he found himself so close to Harry in the back seat that he was nearly in his lap. It was then that he'd realised why Harry had inserted on sitting in the back.

The same spark of electricity was still present where their arms and thighs touched and Louis could see the fond smile on Harry's face lit up by the passing street lights.