let's escape // larry stylinson

chapter 40

Harry POV

"Lou!", I yell as I open the door.

And there he is, my beautiful boyfriend with his soft brown hair and bright blue eyes. I pull him inside and hug him tight.

"Missed you", I murmur in his soft hair as he holds me close. "Missed you too", he murmurs in my shirt.

On Saturday we'd usually watch movies all day, loads of movies. We'd switch between houses, couches and beds. We'd make out during the movies and cuddle all day and then fall asleep in each others arms. Only to wake up in the same position the next morning.

So that's what we did today. Watching movies, kissing and sleeping. It's our perfect Saturday after spending more than a day apart, which is something that rarely happens.

"Good morning love", I hear someone whispering while running a hand through my curls.

I look up and see that I'm laying in the arms of my beautiful and lovely boyfriend.

"Hi, babe", I smile at his messy hair, tired eyes and soft cheeks.

I peck his lips only to get an "You have morning breath" from Louis.

He sends me to the bathroom and I quickly take a shower and get ready for the day.

When I come back into the bedroom, Louis is fast asleep again. Cuddling with a pillow instead of me. His arms wrapped around the soft, white fabric of the pillow. The duvet cover pulled up to his middle and his shirt lifted a bit in his sleep, revealing a part of his slightly tanned and soft back.

I see a shiver running down his spine so I pull the covers up to his shoulders, only leaving me to see the soft hair of my beautiful blue eyed brunette boyfriend.

I smile at the sight of seeing him sleeping like that, deeply and peacefully. Fast asleep, looking so soft.

When he lays there, all alone in my large bed, he looks small. He looks tiny, vulnerable. It makes me think of the times he actually laid alone in his bed, crying because there was no one there for him, because no one believed him, because he was alone.

Those thoughts make me upset so I push them away. I want today to be a happy day for me and Louis. I don't want to be reminded of the past. It happened, it is what it is. We are living right now and we should have fun and live in the moment. That's exactly what I'm doing, living in the moment. I'm also having so much fun.

Being by Louis' side makes me a better person. He makes me wanna be a better person. He changed me, he changed my life, in the most positive way possible. And thank God for an angel like Louis William Tomlinson. Thank God for the good in him, which is basically everything. Thank God that he loves me, I'd go crazy without him.

I really admire this beautiful and strong person. Not many people will ever go through what he went through. He got through it, it's still hard to deal with, of course, but he's dealing with it.

I decide to wake him up with a lot of soft kisses on his face. So I start pecking his cheek, then his temple, forehead, nose and then his lips. His soft and thin lips. Followed by a kiss on his chin and jawline, to his ear and neck.

After a few more kisses he finally wakes up once again, with a grin on his face.

"Hi", he smiles at me and I smile back at him, he pulls me in his arms once again and I happily hug him back.

"How did you sleep, Mr. Tomlinson?", I ask him after a few moments.

"Great and you Mr. Styles?"