They say opposites attract.

Chapter 5

"W-what?" Harry stuttered, looking back at Louis. Hoping he would pass out any time now.

"Stay with me, please." Louis looked at him with such a vulnerable look for a moment there, Harry forgot about everything Louis does to him. 

He remembered the Louis he once knew, all the good memories flashing back, as if no time has passed since then. He felt stuck in a time where he really admired Louis and loved spending time with him. 

Before Harry could process his own movements, he walked towards the lights, switched them off and walked to bed. He didn't give himself time to think about it. When he got to the bed he hesitated but when Louis looked up and gave him a lazy smile, he lifted the covers. Louis followed his movements, getting under the covers with him. 

Harry looked up at the ceiling, feeling unable to move. He knew Louis would forget this in the morning, he knew that Louis was drunk off his ass and probably wasn't even aware that was Harry, he knew that, he really did., But how could he say no?

A loud snore halted his thoughts. When he looked over, Louis was fast asleep, snoring pretty loudly might he add. He didn't understand how Louis fell asleep so quickly, the music from downstairs was blasting loud as hell.

Harry's eyes widened once the thought hit him, how would Louis react in the morning? 

He didn't wanna be awoken with a punch in the face. 

He could just leave now? But for some reason, he just didn't want to. He wanted to stay. Louis would be furious in the morning- he was sure of it. But after all, it was Louis who asked him to stay. He didn't ask to stay. So this was in no way his fault and Louis couldn't blame him for it. 

Harry looked over at Louis and smiled. He looked so peaceful and innocent in his sleep. Almost like a child. How could someone this adorable be so dark? That thought went through Harry's head many times a day. Because, he just couldn't understand it. Cruel people usually looked cruel, like, you could look at someone and be like 'yeah, they'd probably play the villain in a movie' but Louis looked like he'd be the heroin, the gorgeous guy that saves the day. But no matter how much Harry thought about it, he couldn't change the inevitable. Some things you just can't control or change.

Harry eventually drifted off to the loud music and the beautiful sight of this side of Louis. Ready to face the demon that lurks within in the morning.

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Harry's eyes fluttered open to a sight that shocked him. He and Louis were cuddled together, legs intertwined and Louis holding onto him tightly. 

He took a deep breath and didn't know what to do, he didn't wanna wake up Louis by moving but if Louis woke up and saw this, it would be hell on earth for Harry. 

Harry slowly tried to pull away but Louis grabbed him closer, eyes opening up slowly. Oh no. God, I am sorry for all the sins I have committed, please don't take me yet, I'm too young to die. 

"Harry?" Louis questioned, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"Uh, hey Louis." Harry greeted, pulling away. This time, Louis let him. He still looked really confused but not yet had he reacted violently and Harry was beyond grateful.

"What happened last night? Me head's killing me." Louis said, rubbing his temple. "Did we? Ugh, did we um, did we like.." Louis started, not really knowing how to phrase the sentence without it being awkward.

"No, nothing happened. You just asked me to put you to bed then asked me to stay because you didn't want to be 'lonely'" Harry explained. Louis groaned in response, obviously regretting what he had done the previous night.