Louis' P.O.V
Harry doesn't text back and I feel a sigh escape my lips. I really hope he shows up. He knows I'm a terrible cook and he also knows that his mac and cheese is my favorite thing on this earth, I mean.. other than him.
I find myself drifting off on the sofa and awoken by the tour bus door opening. I look down the small opening of the bus hall way and see Harry tripping over his feet and closing the bus door locking it. I here him out of breath and sit up rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "Harry?" I say waiting for his response.
"L-Louis.." He says rushing in. "Darling, I'm sorry that I'm late.. I almost blew our cover. As in our homosexuality."
"To who?" I say raising an eyebrow and I watch Harry's face turn pale. I mean, our parents and siblings already know. Who could he have almost spilled the beans to?
He clears his throat and shakes his head. "I don't know what I'm saying baby, I guess I'm just really tired.." He says leaning back and the color comes back to his face. I nod and sit back with him holding his hand in mine. I bring his hand to my mouth and leave small wet kisses to the back of his hand. He shuts his eyes and right away I know something is on his mind. I feel as if he is hiding something from me, but I decided to push it past then question him about it. I simply hate fighting with him. It really hurts to watch him upset.
Harry's P.O.V
I forgot that Louis didn't know I was actually with Nick and Rita so I was lucky I caught myself there before going on about why I was late. I luckily talked things out with Rita and said that it was my old bestfriend from chesire.. she completely understood but still seemed a little suspicious.
I feel Louis' leave small kisses to the back of my hand and I shut my eyes and lean my head on my shoulder.
"Harry, did you want to go rest.." He asked a little concerned.
I shake my head, "Nah, I'm okay."
"But you just said you were really tir-"
"Im fine. Louis." I say a bit harsh. Louis swallows and I open one eye to see him staring at his lap. Pain hits my chest as I start to feel bad for being stern with him.
"Alrigh-"
"I'm sorry mate, don't be sad.. I didn't mean to use that tone." I say placing one of my hands on his thigh.
He fakely smiles and nods. "It's fine honey.."
I smile and sit up and hug him. "So what do you say we watch a movie and order a pizza like you suggested."
I watch a smile creep at the ends of his lips and he lets out a small laugh. "I'll order the pizza, you pick the movie.."
"Sounds good" I say giving him a quick thumbs up.
"Oh, do that again would you.." He says as my hand goes back by my side.
"What? This?" I ask giving him a thumbs up. He nods quickly and does one back placing his knuckles on mine and touching the tips of our thumbs together. I look at him confused then back at our hands.
He smiles and pulls away, "It was just something I seen on twitter, It signifies forever."
I smile and look down at the floor. "Well, Louis William Tomlinson.. you are my forever.." I say and I feel my throat close in as my voice cracks at the end.
"Always in my heart baby.." He says back crawling on to my lap. "Forever and always."
I press my lips against his and I can feel that they are chaped. I slowly slip my tongue in his mouth in a motion of slowly making out with him, he mirrors the same actions as his fingers tangle into my curls.
We both pull away and he crawls off my lap leaving both of our cheeks tinted bright red.
"You're so lovely." He finally says after a moment of awkward silence. "I love you.." I say giving him a lazy grin. "I love you too." He says standing up. "The usual?" He asks taking out his cellphone.
I nod and turn on the tv opening up to netflix. I scan through the different movies and finally find the perfect one, The Heat. I smile and get it all set up and wait for Louis to get off the phone with the pizza place.
He shortly returns to the small lounge and sits next to me cuddling into my side. "Have you decided?" He mumbles into my shoulder. "Actually, yes. It's a surprise though so.. lets start it shall we." I smile pressing play. Once Louis catches on to what it is, he smiles like an idiot.
"I fucking love this movie." He says looking at me with a cute little grin. "Me too, mate." I say gesturing him to lie on my lap. He lies back and we both start to laugh our asses off as the movie plays on.
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"Baby, what's wrong.. you barely touched your pizza.." I ask half way through the movie once Louis and I both have a plate of pizza in front of our faces.
"I don't feel to good, I think it was the nachoes.." He says groaning and laying his plate on the coffee table. I smile and rub his back. "Awww baby, I told you they were stale.. and the sauce and cheese were probably gone bad my love."
He groans again and I stand to my feet. I pause the movie and look at him. "Here, you lie back. I'll get you some water and maybe a pill that can stop the pain.." I say fluffing a pillow for him to lie on. I lay it on the end of the sofa and gesture him to lie down. He lies back shutting his eyes and I quickly go get him a glass of water and a tylonal to help tend the pain. "Oh god.." He mumbles sitting up holding his tummy. "I'm gonna barf."
"Sweet jesus, give me a second sweetheart." I say running to the kitchen to get him a bag to barf in. I hand him the bag while rubbing his back in circles.
"I'm here baby..." I whisper as he squints his eyes in pain. Soon enough he pukes into the bag and I find myself holding him tightly as his small body shakes in my arms. "Get it all out baby.." I say into his ear and feel the shiver go down his spine.
I look at the pill I layed on the coffee table and slowly reach for it along with the water. Once he calms down I hand him the pill, "this may help Boo.."
He nods and takes it back with water. He swallows it quickly and lies back shutting his eyes as beads of sweat cover his face. I look at him in empathy and have a urge to go over and strip him off from head to toe.
"Louis..." I say watching his chest rise and fall peacefully.
He opens both eyes weakly and stares at me with a small smile. "Come cuddle me.." He whispers before his eyelids fall softly.
I smile and go over to him, lying beside him. I kiss his cheek and lie on his chest. "I'll take care of you.." I say and leave a small kiss to his collarbone. He doesn't respond. For the remainder of that night, all that was to be heard was Louis' soft snoring. I didn't find it irratating at all. His snoring made me feel at home. Home to me was the feeling of my boy close to my presence. He was my home. Louis was my everything.
