Boys Disciplinary School of Manchester-L.S.✔️

Chapter 7

Harry awoke in the middle of the night, a thin layer of sweat covering his entire body. He just had a horrible nightmare.

Not one of those about being eaten alive or clowns or whatever people have nightmares about. Usually when Harry had these dreams they were always about the same thing.

It's not the same exact story folding out, it doesn't follow any patterns or anything. Harry just somehow always ends up alone.

It always starts with that one night when his dad was driving home and a deer came out of nowhere.

His dad pulled the wheel to avoid the animal but they crashed and Harry was the only one surviving. It's scary to think of it like that but Harry's almost sure that that's his first memory.

To be fair he doesn't really remember his first memory, he has snippets of his family and something about a dog, but that crash was still very vivid.

Harry tried to fall back asleep but he couldn't. He was so tired but somehow couldn't make himself fall into unconsciousness.

Harry was getting really drained from not being able to sleep. Ironic. So he got out of bed and quietly made his way out to the hall.

He was walking pretty confidently until he reached the corridor where Louis' bedroom is.

Maybe Louis would be mad if Harry wakes him up, he shouldn't have to deal with Harry being weak. Though Louis did tell Harry to come to him always and if there's anything he should tell Louis.

Also Harry realized that he would love to sleep with Louis probably the first time that Louis stayed with him till he fell asleep.

When Louis offered on the first day when they have met, Harry just wasn't sure if he could fall asleep like that with someone being there and Harry knowing that they actually care and pay attention.

No one ever paid any attention to Harry so he really wasn't sure but he was having the best slumbers of his life whenever Louis was there.

Harry was just about to turn back. He's not going to annoy Louis now but in the morning he'll just tell him how he's feeling. He'll just suck it up and be a man.

Just as he convinced himself he saw a light under Louis' door. It looked like those lights that are being casted by cars passing on the street ahead of your window.

Harry wasn't startled by that though, this just pulled his attention to Louis' door.

It was open.

Harry wasted no time. Louis told this so many times, his door is open and he truly meant it. Harry wants to sleep and he's sure that Louis won't mind.

If Harry wouldn't have been so tired maybe he wouldn't have come to this conclusion, it's just a door, but right now this door gave him the last push that he needed.

He walked into the room as quietly as humanly possible and got a little distracted because Louis can be so darn adorable. How can someone be the hottest human ever then go to being so absolutely precious?

Harry wasn't sure if he should wake Louis up or just get into the bed. He felt bad for waking Louis, he was so cute and looked like he was having a great rest but Harry figured that would be wrong and creepy if he'd just got in bed with Louis without his permission.

„Lou?" Harry gently shook Louis who maybe wasn't sleeping as deep as Harry assumed as his eyes opened, revealing those amazing, deep blue orbs that Harry would love to stare into all day long.