Falling Again [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter Thirty One-Waiting It Out

I wake up with a smile on my face. I can feel the heat radiating off Louis' body beside me.

I roll over to face him, and he's still sound asleep. I smile, and go to lift my arm out from under the covers.

Shit! It's freezing! I can hear the rain, and I guess the power is still out.

Shaking, I wrap the blankets tighter around us, cuddling up to Louis, not minding the fact that we are both still naked.

"Haz?" He asks, obviously still half asleep.

"Morning, Boo." I whisper, kissing his neck. He lets out a sigh of relief.

"I thought it was all a really good dream." He says, bringing his face down to mine.

"Mm.." I sigh into the kiss. "It's cold in this house." I say.

"Yeah, power must still be out, huh?"

"No kidding." I roll my eyes at him.

"Hungry?" He asks. I nod, but stay cuddled up to him.

"I don't want to get up! It's cold!" I whine.

"Poor Haz." Louis coos. "Well, you'll be here alone then, 'cause I want my food!" He laughs, getting up and pulling on his boxers. "SHIT! THESE ARE FREEZING!"

"Told you." I laugh as I reach out of the bed and grab my own from the floor, holding them under the blankets for a few minutes to warm them up before pulling them on.

I jump out of the bed and run to my room, pulling on my jumper and some sweats along with my socks before heading out to the hallway.

I can already hear Louis downstairs, so I head down to meet him in the kitchen.

"I totally forgot that this is gas powered." Louis says, playing with the dial on the stove before a little blue flame appears and he sets the kettle on it. "Now we can at least have something warm to drink!"

The next few hours are spent cuddling, kissing, and just talking. We sit in the living room by the small fire place none of us had really noticed before.

Louis found a bag of marshmallows, so we're roasting marshmallows now.

"Ah!" He starts to scream when his catches on fire. He starts to wave it around in the air, and it ends up flying into the fire.

I stifle a laugh at his longing expression as he looks at the remains of the marshmallow, which are burning away on a log.

"Here, Boo." I say, holding my perfectly golden marshmallow in front of his face.

"Yay!" He smiles as he gently takes it, and smells it. "It smells so yummy, Haz!" He sighs.

"And I bet, it tastes even better." I smile, adjusting the blanket that is covering our intwined legs.

"Mm.. It does." He smiles, taking a bite. He finishes the marshmallow, and slides over closer to me. I wrap my arms around him, kissing his forehead.

He sighs contently. We end up dozing off like this.

***

I wake up when I realise I'm getting cold.

I sit up to see the fire has gone out, and Louis has rolled away from me, taking the blanket with him. It's wrapped completely around him.

"Boo!" I whine, pulling at the blanket from him. He just makes a noise and rolls away. "Boo! I'm cold!"

"Then go warm up." He mumbles under his breath.

I sigh, crawling over to him.

"Boo..." I whisper, nipping at his earlobe. "I'm cold."

"Haz..?" He rolls onto his back, so he's facing up to me now.

"The one and only." I smile down at him.

"I'm cold." He scowls at me.

"Well, maybe if you hadn't rolled away from me, we wouldn't have to deal with this." I say, sliding over next to him as he loosens the blankets from around him so it covers me as well.

"Well, it's all better now." He cuddles up to my chest.

"Boo?" I say after a few minutes of silence.

"Hm?" He asks, turning his head on my chest so he's looking up at my face now.

"How come.. Before... You didn't tell me?" I ask.

"Tell you what?" He asks, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion.

"When I couldn't remember you, why didn't you tell me?" I ask, brushing his hair from his face as he sighs.

"Because.." He pauses, figuring out how to word it. "Because, I wanted to make sure you loved me for me alone, not because I had told you that we were dating. And then you started remembering stuff about the other guys, and never anything about me!" He says, shaking slightly.

"Sh! Calm down, and if you had told me, you know what? You would have gotten a kiss, because since that night I kissed you-"

"You remembered that?!" He gasps, blushing furiously. "Oh, sorry, continue."

"Since that night, I realised I did love you. Although, I should've realised it was all real, with all the sex dreams and all."

"You had sex dreams about me?" He gasps, sitting up straight so he's facing me, since I'm leaning with my back against the couch.

I nod, blushing a bit as I bite my lip.

"It's kind of funny. Most of them were memories, actually, I just didn't realise." I chuckle.

"Aw! Even with amnesia you still wanted a piece of this!" He motions to his body.

"Get over yourself, you're starting to sound like Zayn." I laugh, hitting his chest.

"Shut up. Now, back to the night where you kissed me. Did you just remember that, or...?"

"Oh no, I knew the whole time. I wasn't actually that drunk, I'd spilled like half the bottle of vodka onto myself." I say, and Louis covers his eyes with his palms. "And the reason that I didn't confront you the next morning, is because I had remembered you rejecting me, and I couldn't really face you about it." I add, sheepishly.

I feel Louis' lips brush lightly over mine, before he pulls back, smiling at me.

"We're both idiots, aren't we?"

"Yeah." I nod, wondering what time it is.. Maybe seven at night?

"So, now what are we going to d-" he's cut off by a menacingly loud crack of thunder.

With a small scream from him, I quickly wrap my arms around him, giving him kisses between each loud crack of thunder to calm him.

"It's just thunder, Boo, calm down." I press my lips to his forehead, letting them linger there. "You're going I be fine. I'm right here." I say, my lips still against his forehead.

"Don't let me go." He whimpers.

"Never, Boo, never. I don't think I could go on again without my Boobear." I say, tightening my arms around him as more thunder rings through the air.