𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 | 𝙎𝙏𝙔𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙊𝙉

CHAPTER 10

♡| it's not that harry called louis every night because he was jealous and didn't want him hanging around with anyone else, he just really missed his baby blue boy as well.

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HARRY'S HEART WAS POUNDING ON NEW YEARS EVE, 2006 AS HE STARTED DRIVING HOME.  He had plans of spending his night with his boy.

Louis had asked his mom if it was okay that he went out that night. He was certain Harry was gonna stay on campus and go to some party, and get drunk, and fuck someone and Louis was not up for sitting at home and being sad and wishing he could be only person Harry touches.

But alas, at this point we all know Louis feels as if this is his impossible dream. The dream that no amount of hoping, and wishing, would work.

So Louis walked to Liam's house, he was friends with Harry and Louis knew he was going to be throwing a party tonight.

Louis just secretly wished Harry was going to be there. At this point all the fifteen year old could do was dream.

Harry, on the other hand, hadn't planned on partying tonight. He wanted to spend the night cuddled up with his baby boy and watching the New Years Eve special on T.V. He didn't know of Louis' plan, and thought he was at his house.

So one can only imagine how Harry felt when Louis drunk called him off Liam's phone.

"Harry." Louis slurred, dragging the letters out.

"Blue?" Harry asked, confused as he pulled over, "What's wrong baby?"

"Miss you 'arry." he muttered.

"I miss you too, baby. Are you okay? Your voice sounds funny." Harry asked in the nicest way possible.

"I went to Liam's house, and and Niall gave me a drink, it was pretty and pink, and it tasted yummy." Louis was giggling on the other line, and Harry wanted to fond over it, but Louis was drunk and Harry was going to murder him.

"Are you still there blue? I'll come pick you up." Harry wanted to get Louis out of there.

He got a mumbled yes then the call was hung up and Harry had nothing other to do than get over to Liam's as soon as he could to rescue his baby.

Upon walking in, not only did he feel anger, but Harry also felt disapoinment; not only in Louis, but in himself as well. He knew he'd been off for two weeks, why coudln't he'd just stay the entirity of his break? The Louis wouldn't be here, with all these drunk boys who could potentially touch him. The mere thought of any of these low-lifes touching his Louis is just disgusting.

Harry saw Liam, who was dancing with Niall, and just pointed upstairs, all Harry could imply that his boy was up in Liam's room; and hopefully he was alone, preferably sleeping so Harry could just carry him down to his car, and taking him back to his house.

The older boy was thanking his lucky stars that he showed up two seconds before Zayn. He knew the boy was up to no good just looking at the smug look on his face. Harry returned the look, relieved as he walked into the room to find Louis on the floor, coloring.

He smiled down at the boy; Louis always colored when he was in a certain mood. And Harry was pretty sure he loved him most when he was in that mood. The boy let out a small gasp before getting up and running over to Harry.

" 'arry!" he giggled when Harry picked him up, spinning him around.

"How's my baby?" he said putting the boy down, gripping his hips because he had knowdledge of the boys poor balance.

"Good," Louis smiled, dragging out the 'o' sound, "but, do we have to go home?"

"We'll go to my home, okay? We'll go, you can take a bath, I'll give you one of my shirts, and then we can lay down and watch whatever you want until the countdown, where we shall jump on the bed until we can't breath." Harry chuckled.

"That's a crazy plan," Louis mumbled, "let's do it!" he giggled, looking up at the boy he loved most.

Once leaving Liam's home, wishing him and everyone else a happy new year, they drove to Harry's house, while Louis was in the tub, Harry went to go say hi to his mom, whom he knew for sure was at Jay's house. He smiled at the lady's before making the ever so long walk across the street back to his house, where his boy- Louis was draining the water in the tub, and drying off.

Harry handed him a t-shirt once he walked out with a towel around his waist, and one drapped around his shoulders, making a sad attempt to keep him warm. Once cleaning the bathroom up, he waddled out and immediately made himself comfortable on Harry's bed, cuddling the older boy, claiming he was "just so warm".

A sleepy Harry woke a half asleep Louis up, telling him the countdown had began, and that was when Louis decided to do it. This time, it wasn't a split second decision he made as a ten year old, this time it was something he'd been thinking about for months. Something that he knew he wanted to do more than anything else.

So as he giggled while Harry tickled his sides as he started counting down from twenty, Louis took a deep breath before sitting on the older boy's lap. This wasn't the abnormal part, he'd done it all the time when it was still technically legal. The 'abnormal' part, was when the closer Harry got to 'one' the closer Louis got to Harry.

He watched Harry react, nervous biting his lips, the numbers coming out in a mumble, and he lost it. Harry said 'two' and Louis leaned in to kiss him right before the fireworks outside began to go off. He pulled back and they were lighting the room up and Harry seemed to not understand what he was feeling.

"Why?" his eyes were still closed but his (large) hands were still on Louis' waist.

"Just a little something to remember me by when you go to those college parties and there's lots of people who want you." Louis smirked.

"What're you implying, blue?" his eyebrows were furrowed.

"That you better be prepared for the day I turn eighteen." and that was the last thing he said.

Louis hopped off Harry's lap and ressumed the cuddling position they were in. He felt Harry let out a breath, he always did it when he thought Louis was asleep. Louis smiled when he felt fingers massaging his scalp, it was the same pattern every time, but every time it seemed to make Louis fall asleep faster.

He mumbled a quick 'love you' and kissed Harry's cheek before he was asleep.

And when Harry was certain this time he closed his eyes, and replied lowly, "I love you more blue, more than you'll ever know."

Harry fell asleep that night, and slept better than he had been for a while.

♡
henlo
school is crazy my dudes.
all the love dj c dizzle