10- My Wrist

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The car ride to Zayn's was mostly silence.

Louis had given the AUX to Harry after the third "ugh" sound that Harry made about Louis' choice in music.

Louis would never admit it, but the music Harry choose wasn't the worse.

"What did you think?" Harry asked after they parked in front of Zayn's house.

"Not too bad," Louis shrugged. Maybe he would admit it, but only to Harry.

"You were bopping along," Harry said with a smirk.

Louis didn't respond, only giving Harry the side eye before exiting his car.

Harry exited soon after, following Louis up the stairs to Zayn's house.

Harry ran up behind Louis, grabbing his wrist before he had a chance to enter the house, the touch making both Louis' wrist burn and Harry's fingertips.

Louis was quick to turn around and look at Harry like he was crazy.

"Are we telling the lads?" Harry asked, still holding Louis' wrist in his hand.

Harry held it gently like he was afraid to break Louis.

"About what," Louis asked, staring at his wrist still in Harry's grip. The smallest touch sent chills down his spine, maybe because Harry hadn't touched in years or maybe just because it was Harry that was touching him.

"About management. They are going to want to know what happened," Harry explained.

"The truth I guess," Louis shrugged.

"Oh okay," Harry said looking around Louis to the door of Zayn's house.

"Harry, you planning to let me go soon?" Louis asked, rolling his eyes.

"No," Harry answered with a shrug, tightening his grip on Louis' wrist, but still gently, afraid to hurt him.

It was bold of him and he didn't know where it came from, but he went with it.

Louis tried to pull his wrist away. Harry only responded by pull Louis wrist towards himself.

Louis and Harry were laughing, fighting for Louis' wrist.

With a strong tug, Louis lost balance stumbling forward, catching his balance before he knocked into Harry.

His face was a few centimetres from Harry's. He was looking between Harry's eyes when Harry let go of his wrist and walked around him with bright red cheeks to Zayn's door before looking back at Louis.

"Ready to go in?" Harry asked, not looking Louis in the eye.

"Yeah, let's go," Louis said, walking behind Harry, entering the house.










This one is short I know, but it's just a filler. The next one with be longer and cuter promise. Hope you liked this chapter anyways. Vote? Comment?

- R xx💛

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