Chapter 18:
We stand in front of the kitchendoor and I take a deep breath and we go inside.
Louis' mum is sitting at the table and when she hears us walking in she looks up, a smile forming on her face and then freezes. Her eyes are focussed on me and she stands up quickly.
"Harry?", her voice is shaking and some tears run down her cheeks. When I nod she steps closer and pulls me into a hug.
"Louis said that you are dead. I thought..", she can't finish her sentence and just pulls me closer for a second to show me how glad she is that I'm still here. Then she releases me and swallows the tears down.
"What happened?", she wants to know.
I don't like talking about the time I was kept away from my Louis but she has a right to get an explanation.
My boyfriend takes my hand in his and I calm down, feeling a comfortable calmness flooding through my body and mind. I smile at him and his answering grin encourages me to tell his mum what happened.
"I was kidnapped by some men. They were working together with that science organisation I never got home from, I believe.", I say quietly without going into detail.
During my little explanation Louis' mum's eyes get bigger and bigger and it's obvious that she doesn't believe me at first. But then she thinks of something much more impossible (such as me travelling through time) and she realises that I am telling the truth.
"You were kidnapped? Oh god." She pulls me into another tight hug and I can feel her tears dropping on my shoulder. Awkwardly I put my arms around her, trying to comfort her.
"I'm fine now.", I reassure her. She nods and wipes away her tears, stepping back again.
"What do you know about your old life? Can you remember anything?", she then asks curiously.
I shake my head and say quietly: "No, I can't remember anything. It just feels somehow familiar but that is all." She blinks her eyelids rapidly to hold back new tears.
"Well, then, I'm Jay, Louis' mum as you know."
I smile lightly at her.
Louis pushes me towards the table and I sit down slowly, feeling slightly uncomfortable under Jay's gaze. On the table there are two plates and Jay gets a third one for me.
"I made Louis' favourite food, lasagna.", she says and I look at Louis, seeing his eyes sparkling and lighting up. He really has to love lasagna and somewhere deep inside of me I know this.
We sit at the table and I listen to Louis and Jay talking about nothing and everything. It is so normal to be here, just like it was always the same. Like I belong here.
I watch Louis while he discusses something with his mum and I love seeing him talking with his whole body. His whole appearance nearly glows and I can't take my eyes off of him. A small smile climbs onto my lips.
"But lasagna is thousand times better than normal noodles!", he says but Jay shakes her head, disagreeing with Louis' opinion.
"What do you think, Harry?" Louis' gaze falls on me and I realise that he believes that I'll be on his side. He's right - I'll always be on his side and support him.
I feel at home.
Suddenly a memory comes to my mind and when I focus on it, I finally remember something.
• • •
"What do you think, Harry?", Louis asks, his eyes glued to mine. He nearly sits on my lap, his fingers intertwined in mine and I smile at him.
"I think that lasagna is better. Sorry Jay, but I have to agree with my lovely boyfriend right here.", I say, my gaze lingering on Louis who smiles up at me. He's so cute and I feel so over the top that I can call him mine.
Everything is just perfect.
"Oh god, lovebird alert..", Jay tries to sound like we are getting on her nerves but she can't do it. "Harry, I thought I can count on you and that you don't decide because of this boy who is my son, being your boyfriend."
I laugh and pull Louis closer, wrapping my arms tightly around him and pressing my lips into his hair.
My amazing boyfriend.
My Louis.
• • •
My eyes widen and I look at Louis with surprise and happiness radiating off of me.
"I remember.", is all I say but it is enough to make Louis' eyes widening as well and he grabs one of my hand with his, reflecting my happiness.
"You remember?", his voice shakes a bit and I can see tears forming in his eyes. I nod, a smile playing on my lips.
"What?", Louis asks.
"I remember this. The question and what I said and how perfect everything was. I remember that it felt like home and I know that you're the best boyfriend anyone could wish for."
Carefully I slide my free hand through his soft, brown hair and wipe the few tears away which run down his cheeks. His smile grows larger and larger with every second.
Then Louis throws himself onto me and buries his head on my shoulder. He mumbles something and when I lean closer I can understand it.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you..."
I rub small circles on his back and whisper sweet nothings into his ear. He just tries to get closer to me, nearly as if he wants to crawl inside of me.
"Shh, Lou. It's fine."
Quietly the door closes and when I look up I see that Jay left us alone in the kitchen. Louis has an amazing mum and I'm really happy about how understanding and caring she is.
"Lou, sweetheart. Everything's alright. I'll probably remember more and then maybe some day, I'll know everything I've forgotten. Don't cry, Lou.", I murmur, my hand still caressing his back.
"How can I not cry when I'm so happy that you finally do remember something?", Louis asks, his voice muffled by my shirt. I wrap my arms closer around him and then we just sit there holding onto each other, not letting go. Softly I press small kisses into his hear and his neck and Louis slowly relaxes in my arms.
His breathing gets slower and he presses his soft lips to my shoulder, the first place he can reach. With a smile on my lips I watch him, his eyelids fluttering and then closing. A last sweet kiss on my shoulder and he falls asleep.
I watch him sleeping on my lap and carefully stand up with Louis in my arms, carrying him to his bed. He looks so young and vulnerable in his sleep and I know I'll do everything to protect him and keep my angel safe.
I take off his shirt and sweatpants, leaving him in only his boxers and tucking him under the covers. He sighs quietly and reaches out for something. When he can't feel this a frown makes its way to his face and I quickly take his hand into mine. Immediately the frown is gone and replaced by a small smile.
I can't help but chuckle. He's so cute and doesn't even see it.
Should I lay down? Or better go to Jay and ask if I could sleep in the living room on a couch?
But I don't want to leave my Louis.
Hesitantly I remove my jeans and my shirt. Should I really do this? What if he doesn't want me to?
After a few seconds of doubting I think that he probably wouldn't mind if I sleep next to him.
Slowly, not wanting to wake him, I climb into the bed, lying down next to him. I close my eyes and wrap my arms around Louis. He snuggles closer and before I drift off to sleep I can hear him whispering:
"I love you. Thank you."
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I'll try to update earlier this week (friday or saturday) because I'm going to fly to Greece on holidays and I can't upload anything for two weeks then.. (no wifi there..)
But I'm going to update as soon as I'm home again..
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