You've got that cat thing***

Cat-tastrophe***

Harry's POV

Halfway throught "Titanic" Lou had fallen asleep.

He was using bear Liam as his pillow. 

Even while asleep Lou still had that goofy grin on, like he's just waiting for the right moment to strike. 

He was mumbling something along the lines of "No, Kevin not my popcorn." 

I started flicking popcorn at him.

He started to stir a bit so I paused but when he didn't wake up I continued.

He opened his mouth and started catching all the popcorn, he took off for the kitchen.

"Come at me, supercurls!" He yelled at me, it had me double over in laughter before running after him.

Lou grabbed a bag of chips and threw it at me like they were discs. 

Before you know it, it was a full blown food fight.

"No more ammo!" He squealed as I showered him with jelly beans.

I ran after him, he was headed for the cookies.

"No, Boo!" I jumped at him. 

Thank God he hadn't gripped the jar yet. 

I locked him in an embrace as we both fell on the carpet-full floor.

I was on top of him staring at his eyes, I gulped.

It was the tingling again.

He was laughing, then he flipped us over and started tickling me.

"You flip your curls back and forth, you flip your curls back and forth." He sang.

Then we heard someone clear their throat, "Hello Lou.. Harry".

Lou slowly got off of me, "Oh. Hey El."

I was disappointed with the lack of contact with Lou but I can't face Eleanor's wrath today.

"I should go.."

"Talk to ya later, Haz"

I barely heard it but before the door closed I heard, "Lou, are you gay?"