Louis' P.O.V
I don't wake up that full night, but I do happen to wake up rather early as my I feel my boyfriend stir in my arms. I open one eye to look down at him and he is facing me drooling on my shirt as his lips part with sleep. I smile and kiss his mouth and try my best to slip out from under him.
His faces tenses as I slide my body out from under him and crawl over his sleeping body to set myself on my feet. The boys look to have not come home yet. Oh well, scheduale don't really start until tomorrow once again, only fifteen more shows until tour is over with.
I go to change my shirt due to my sweat being soaked into the fabric overnight and the small drool stain my boyfriend has left behind. I change into a fresh clean nip slip and change into some jogging pants.
I come back out and look over at Harry who is lying flat on his back with his head tilted in towards the couch. I throw a blanket over his tall body and bend over to kiss his forehead.
"I love you." I whisper and bring the blanket to his chin. I then walk out into our very small kitchen and look in the fridge for something to cook him for breakfast. I know there is left over pizza from last night but nah, I want to take the credit.
Soon enough I hear foot steps enter the bus and it looks like the boys are home. I sigh and close the fridge and make my way to the door of the bus where I see Zayn and Liam removing there shoes.
"Hey, uh.. where's Niall?" I ask looking out the tour bus window, my eyes wandering for the Irish chap.
"He said he'd catch up with us later. Man.. last night was sick you should've tagged along." Zayn says letting out a giant yawn.
"Careful you don't swallow your face." I say teasing him. Zayn laughs and walks past me into the kitchen.
"I am craving a peanut butter sandwich right now and what I really should be doing is getting some rest that I need to catch up on." He sighs ruffling his hand through his dark quiffed hair.
I shake my head smiling making my way back to our tiny lounge and sitting myself in the arm chair.
Liam joins me and sits near the end of the couch where Harry's feet meet. He is so tall and I love it so much.
Harry's eyes flutter open and he looks up to see Liam and I starring at him.
Liam laughs and rubs his eyes. "Hey mate, you were having quite the sleep there huh.." He smiles and Harry nods tracing his fingers through his curls.
I smile at him and ask if he is hungry, but he cuts me off in asking if I felt any better now then I did last night.
I surely assure him I'm alright and Zayn walks past us heading to his bunk.
"Hey Zayn.." Harry says in his raspy morning voice while flashing Zayn a quick grin. Zayn smiles back and yawns once again, "Hey mate, I would stay and have a quick chat but I really need to catch up on some rest." He says rubbing his eyes.
"No, It's alright.." Harry quickly nods and then snaps his attention to me. I smile at him and I feel a flare when he smiles back. Hiding our love from the boys was hard but we still got to do the most un-noticable things to show our affection.
Once Liam and I share a quick chat, he ends up joining Zayn in sleep as he heads to his bunk.
I come over and sit on Harry's lap as he sits up with his eyes glued to the telly. He smiles at me and hugs me closer planting a kiss to my forehead.
I smell his curls that dangle near his neck and notice they don't smell as fruity as usual. "You need a shower baby.." I say into his neck and leave a quick kiss to his neck. He nods and sighs, "I know.."
I smile and sit up, looking into his fascinating green orbs. "Want me to go run you a bath.." I ask him watching the heat rise to his cheeks. He grins in response.
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"You still have soap in your hair." I say as I rinse Harry's curls and watch the suds fall quickly down his back.
Once all the suds wash out, I get him a towel and pull the plug to the bath out of it's drain. He stands up and I can't help but stare at the beauty of his body when it is soaking with tiny droplets of water running down his bare chest. He smiles when I wrap the towel around his body and reach for his hand to help him out.
He steps out and I open the door for him just as Niall was about to knock. Niall freezes as he see's Harry soaking in a towel and I holding his hand.
"W-What?" He manages to get out just as tears fill Harry's eyes. We were screwed now for sure.
