Dependency // L.S. (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 7

       Waking up wrapped in Harry's arms is the best feeling ever, and I really hope I get to enjoy it more than once. I roll over on my side gently, so I don't wake him. I can't help but look at his cute sleeping face, and I reach out and gently wrap one of his curls around my finger.
       I grab my phone from the bed, where it had wiggled it's way out of my pocket, and see that it's 1 am. I text my mom and let her know I'm staying at Harry's, just so she doesn't freak out if I'm not home in the morning.
       I turn off my phone, and go back to gently playing with Harry's curls. I don't think I could ever get enough of this. I was realizing, finally, that he was what I wanted. Not some girl, I wanted him. It didn't matter if I was bi or gay right now, in this moment. I want Harry.
      He had described earlier, exactly what I felt about him, and what seeing him at the Bed and breakfast was like. I no longer cared what anyone thought. If Harry wanted to be with me, I would be his.
      After laying there for a few more minutes, admiring how cute Harry was, I curled closer to him, and inhaled his scent, listening to his heartbeat lull me to back to sleep.

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      I wake up in the morning to the sound of Harry mumbling in his sleep. Or so I thought. I pull away from him slightly, and climb out of bed quietly, wandering down the hall, trying to find the bathroom. I open a door across from Harry's and see a girl sleeping in bed with a guy that looked way too old to be with her. I blush even though no one knows I opened their door, and shut it quietly.
     I stumble down the hallway, rubbing my eyes. I didn't really know how to function in the morning, I just went with the flow.
     "Who are you?" I hear from behind me, making me jump. I turn around and see another man looking back at me. How many people live in this house?
      "Oh, uh.. I'm Louis, I'm Harry's... friend." I say slowly, watching the guys eyes turn icy. Shit. What did I say?
      "Harry's friend, hmm? Well. Any friend of Harry's is a friend of mine. What are you looking for?" He says, the words leaving his mouth friendly, but the menacing tone stating otherwise.
      "I.. just the bathroom.." I say, rubbing the back of my neck awkwardly.
      "Oh, it's down the hall, last door on the left," He practically spits, and turns around and stomps away back to what I'm assuming is his room. I frown, and walk down the hallway into the bathroom. What the hell was his problem?
      When I get back to Harry's room, I climb back into bed and lay there on my phone, wondering what time Harry usually got up. I was hungry, and the bed and breakfast sounded really good right now. I thought about waking him up, but I didn't want to disturb his sleep.
       "Fuck," Harry says, and I look over, thinking he's awake, but his eyes are still shut.
       "Louis please!" He whimpers out, and I see his fists tighten against the sheets. "Fuck Louis," He moans out, and moves around on the bed.
       What was he- oh my god. Was he dreaming about having sex with me? I happen to glance down, and I embarrassingly notice that he has a boner.
       I blush and shake him awake gently. "Harry? Harry wake up," I say gently, my hand running through his curls.
       "Huh? Oh, shit!" He says, jumping slightly at seeing me, and instantly reaches down and pulls the sheet over his body. "I forgot you were here," He says sheepishly.
       I look at him, trying not to smirk, so I bite my bottom lip. "Wow thanks curly." I say, grinning at him.
      He smiles back and grabs my hand that's in his curls, interlocking our fingers.
     "You want to go to the bed and breakfast with me Harry?" I ask, and stand up, seeing his brush on his dresser and using it for my hair.
     "Shit. I would love to Louis, but I have to be at work in about an hour. Maybe soon though?" He asks.
       "Oh, uh, yeah that's fine." I say quietly, disappointed. 
       "I promise Lou," He says, smiling at me.
       I nod, and pull him up and hug him gently.
       "I'm going to get going then I guess. Oh, by the way, I ran into some guy and he seemed pretty pissed that I was here," I say, referring to the guy from earlier.
     "Oh shit. That was James. He's an asshole. He's friends with Liam or he wouldn't even still be living here," Harry says with a sigh.
      I nod, "You can tell me more about it later. You need to get ready for work. Bye Harry."
      "Goodbye, Louis. I'll see you soon," He says with a smile, and plants a small kiss on my forehead.