night time was naturally creepy
not knowing what's in front of you
normal sounds seem strange and foreign
because of the phenomenon that is
darkness.
louis was a night owl
and harry worked late nights.
louis liked to stay up late,
you see,
it was his first year out of school, and he somehow managed to get a house to himself
and at night
he danced
he sang
sometimes half naked.
and he would do this into the ungodly hours of the morning
louis was a night owl
and a sloth by day, or what some would consider
afternoon
which was too late to get up.
harry was in a similar situation
you see,
but he worked part time and he lived a
quiet life
friends, of course he had friends. but harry liked to stay alone when they partied
he was tired, but he had a job to do at night
he would come home and rest his bones
laugh at the poorly paid comedian on the box
eat the cold food that should probably be warmed
but harry didn't care.
he was just finishing school and managed to get a flat to himself,
and he liked to stay up late.
now, louis didn't believe in privacy
his mother said it's because he's just a boy
yes
but louis was now a man and he needed
to make grown up
decisions.
but he didn't buy curtains.
he danced
he sang
and tonight he was shirtless
and harry laughed because of course louis would be shirtless,
look at his abs and tats;
he's beautiful.
harry thought, but he only whispered it to himself.
he never suggested to louis to
get curtains,
the neighbors can see.
harry went home when louis was tired and all the lights went out
and harry was happy because he
saw
his beautiful louis,
whose mailbox was never full.
every night,
louis entertained without curtains
and harry giggled
because he loved this boy
and he knew louis loved him back.
he knew.
on the anniversary
three months and six days later,
harry brought louis
a gift
a photo album.
because harry likes to take photos
and louis was beautiful and photogenic
so he sat cross legged on the ground
and he watched louis again that night, almost like
it was the first time.
but it wasn't.
it was the 92nd time.
harry kept track of the times he visited louis
but louis didn't.
louis decided one day to go to the store and finally buy his privacy
and came home with curtains
harry would offer to help but he's very shy and also,
he thinks louis is cutest with his tongue out in determination
on his tippy toes
and harry especially likes the tuft of hair on his tum that plays peek a boo when louis stretches up
harry imagines hugging louis.
but louis is setting up his curtains and now harry is sad because he got a ladder.
harry's heart
stops
louis' eyes are blue
and also scared.
but harry can't look away
and his heart stopped
louis disappears and his heart is still not beating
but it's something he will have to accept
the front door opens and louis walks over to harry
who are you ?
I am harry. I made this for you.
and then
the smell of raspberry tea fills harry's nostrils
and louis' laughter is the best soundtrack he's ever played.
and his heart is beating
because louis is here,
dancing for harry
singing for harry
and he only cried once in the following three months.
