optional // l.s.

twenty seven

harry picked louis' sleeping body up and carried him up to his room to lay him down. the poor kid spent his day chasing zayn around liam's house, mainly because he found the perfect opportunity to take his phone and run off with it. zayn also kept saying he was gonna see if there were nudes in his phone and louis wanted to choke him, revive him and choke him out again. liam also joined in but they mainly just had a grown "boy" day, playing games from when they were kids and louis introduced zayn into the world of just dance.

louis stirred and buried his head in his boyfriend's neck, gripping his shirt. "'az?"

"yes, baby, 's me," harry says softly and nudges his bedroom door open. "you fell asleep on the sofa so i'm bringing you up to bed."

"sorry," louis yawned. harry cooed and laid him on his back, kissing his forehead.

"you're fine. you actually are super adorable when you're asleep."

louis lets out a small chuckle and he rubs his eyes. "what time is it?"

harry felt like he was gonna explode into little pieces by how cute louis was. "it's eleven at night, lovely."

louis nods and flopped his head back onto the pillow. "'kay. are you coming to bed?"

"yes, just let me change," harry says softly. "and you need to atleast change your pants. sleeping in jeans is hard."

"you do it," louis whined, yawning.

"you sure?"

"dude, i just wanna cuddle and go to sleep. 'm exhausted," louis pouts. harry cooed and grabbed a pair of shorts for louis to wear for the night. he unbuttoned the sleepy boy's jeans and pulled them off of him, replacing them with his basketball shorts. louis whined when the cold air hit his small legs and he tucked them under the blanket, snuggling up into a ball with a yawn.

harry stepped in his closet and changed into some sweats, pulling his shirt off and he climbed in bed beside louis. the small boy scooted forward and laid his head on harry's chest, hiking a leg over harry's hips and mentioned how much warmer he was compared to the duvet he was under.

"goodnight," louis presses a tiny kiss to his boyfriend's chin.

"goodnight, baby," harry murmurs. "i love you, and sweet dreams."

louis smiled and ended up falling back asleep in seconds. this left harry alone to his thoughts in the semi-dark room. he had his arms wrapped around his sleeping boy, and his mind trailed to nothing but thoughts about him.

louis used to be such a sheltered person. he was in this dark place battling so many things at once -- as if someone was invading his fort and he was the only one protecting it. it was thing after thing coming after him. his mum dying, his dad becoming an addict, he himself becoming an addict and being abused, manipulated, lied to, and hurt. louis has gone through more things than harry can imagine. and to see him where he was today, healthy and improving, made harry the happiest ever.

he remembered louis being half the size he was now with sunken dead eyes and cheeks that wouldn't bother to bring color to them. and louis used to never talk but now you can't get him to shut up. louis was five months self harm free. the improvement was impressive.

and to think, louis never believed in himself, but here he was -- graduating high school next month and isn't expecting the surprise coming to him. harry actually had some things put away just for louis and for when he finally graduates. only he knows what they are, not even louis' best friends know about them.

all in all harry can say he is louis tomlinson's number one supporter. he has stuck by his side since the day louis told him everything. ever since that lonely september day when louis told him about his mother dying and harry wishing things would get better for him, he never expected to look at where he was now and think i love this boy, i want to grow old with this boy and i can't see myself without him.