The Tree 》l.s *boyxboy* ✅

Chapter 07 ~ Mr Tomlinson

"So you're Harry?" Liam said as we all sat in the living room. Niall taking his rightful place on Liam's lap giving him a small kiss on the mouth before giving us the attention. 

"Sure am" Harry replied with a wide grin on his face.

"I've heard a lot about you. Louis never shut up about you" I glared at Liam but Harry just found all this funny.

"So I've been told" he looked up at Niall and gave him a knowing smile. "Hey Lou, where's your toilet?" 

"Down the hall to your right, second door" he nodded and pecked my cheek before standing up from where he sat next to me to head to the bathroom. 

When Harry was fully out of sight Liam and Niall both looked at me with awe. I hope there was nothing wrong with him and they didn't like him. That would just crush me.

"What?" I asked when I couldn't take their staring any longer. It was kind of creepy, their eyes wide and mouth slightly open. 

"I know you said he was attractive but damn" Niall said, Liam not even phased by it. 

"I know. Sorry Lou but every other guy you've brought around wasn't very..." Liam didn't finish he's not normally one to say a bad word about another. 

"Gee thanks guys" I rolled my eyes. "That was different anyway. They weren't going anywhere, I guess it was a distraction" I shrugged. Harry was the only one for me. 

Harry returned shortly after our mini conversation about him, and my past dating life, and took a seat close to me. He re-adjusted the oxygen tubes and rested his head on my shoulder. I pressed a kiss to his hair and he rested his hand on my thigh. 

"Bleh. You guys make me sick" Niall declared and stood up. "I'm cleaning up then heading to bed. See ya" he waved us off and Liam decided to follow him like a puppy. 

"You want to go to bed baby? You seem tired" he nodded his head then pulled himself away from me. He stood up and nearly fell back down from how tired he was. I prayed that this was just from his long trip here and nothing too major.

I lead Harry to my room, which was only across the hall from the living room. I closed the door behind us both as Harry walked straight to my bed and sat down, already starting to undress.

I rested my crutches against the night stand and joined Harry on the bed to undress to, I was too lazy to actually get dressed so I decided to stay in my boxers, Harry seemed to have the same idea because he didn't get any clothes out to change into either.  

Harry crawled to the other side of the bed and rested the oxygen tank/bag thing on the ground next to him. He turned on his side, so he was facing me, just as I got under the blankets myself. His smile widened and he brought my body closer to his and rubbed his nose on mine.

"It's been a while since we've done this" he whispered, his hand on my waist. 

"Mm. It has. Except last time I think we were wearing more clothes" 

"Trust you to bring something like that up" he shook his head. "Louis, I want you to be serious now. Have you actually tried moving on from me" his question took me back. Why would he think such a thing?

"No, of course not. I've dated a few guys, but I never let it get to anything past kissing. They didn't last long anyway. Maybe a month tops" Harry had that unreadable expression on his face again and it got me worried. 

"You mean to tell me that you haven't had sex since my last night here?" he rose an eyebrow questioningly. I bit my lip and my head by ducking down and putting my hands to my face. "Lou, babe, I thought me breaking contact was a sign to move on with your life"