Smoke || larry

23

Exactly a week later and Anne comes stumbling in late again. Harry furrows his brows as there's a crash, but then it's replaced by soft giggles.

"Do you think that woke him?" A mans voice asks.

"No. He's fast asleep," Anne replies and she's so wrong.

"You're such a strong woman, Anne. I can't imagine losing your daughter and husband and trying to care for him," the man tells her and Harry furrows his brows more. Robins not gone?

"It's really hard raising him. Sometimes I don't think I'm strong enough to raise him... His autism can be difficult," Anne fake cries and what? Autism? Since fucking when did Harry have autism?

"You're so strong and so so beautiful," the man replies and then there's wet kissing noises and Harry feels sick. What type of sob story is she creating?

Harry just grabs his phone and goes to his favourites list. He clicks the name at the top and let's it ring and ring.

"Harry? You okay?" Louis answers sleepily. Harry peaks at his clock and sees it's two in the morning.

"No. Can you come see me?" Harry asks pathetically, but Louis agrees without a thought. Harry climbs out of his window to escape the noise and stands in his driveway. The mans car is parked at the curb and Harry wants to slash his tires. Maybe he will.

Louis comes running down the sidewalk and picks up speed when he sees Harry standing in the cold. Harrys wearing a short sleeved shirt, but he couldn't sit and listen to his mom fuck another man.

Louis embraces him when he gets to him and Harry hugs him back, fisting the back of his shirt. He doesn't cry, he just rests his head on Louis' shoulder and inhales his smokey scent.

"She told him I have autism," Harry mutters eventually. Louis pulls away to look at him in confusion and Harry moves away so he can run his hand through his hair.

"The man she's seeing. She told him I'm autistic," Harry explains. Louis' face goes hard and his fists clench at his side.

"He's in there again?" Louis spits and Harry swallows. He doesn't want Louis upset because it's scary. He gently grabs his fisted hand and starts to unwrap it and gently massage it.

"Yeah... That's why I called you," Harry says quietly and Louis' jaw tenses. Harry hates seeing him angry. It's worse than seeing him sad.

Before he can tell himself no and remind himself that Louis is dangerous, he pecks his lips. Their eyes remain open, but the small gesture makes Louis relax.

"Don't be angry. Come just sit with me," Harry offers. Louis nods and they walk back to his window. Louis climbs in and grabs his blanket and comes back out. The adults are still fucking and Harry tries to block it out. Louis just sighs and sits down, pulling Harry between his legs and covering them with the soft blanket.

"That's disgusting. Cheating with you in the house," Louis says and Harry nods and leans back into his chest. Louis' hands lie on Harrys flat stomach and his chin is on Harrys shoulder.

"Let's not talk about it. Tell me about school," Harry changes subjects and Louis hums.

"Schools good. I finish exams this week and then I'm off for holidays. I can take you on lunch dates then," Louis says happily and Harry let's his mouth twitch up at the thought.

"That'd be great. Maybe I can spend mornings there," Harry suggests.

"And skip school?" Louis gasps in mock horror and Harry elbows him gently, laughing. He'd never skip school last year, but he does for Louis all the time now. There's a lot of things he does now that'd he never do last year.

"Actually that'd be fun. You could come in and crawl into bed with me because I don't wake up before nine. Then we can shower and get ready and we can go for breakfast. I know the perfect place," Louis gushes and Harry turns to look at him.

"That sounds perfect. Shall we do that everyday?" Harry asks excitedly and Louis nods.

"Yeah. Maybe smoke up after and then we can go to the park," Louis continues.

"I do still have to attend school," Harry reminds him and Louis pouts.

"Fuck school," he declares.

"Or fuck me," Harry offers suggestively and Louis' mouth lifts up on one side, giving him a hot crooked smirk.

"Right here? I'll fuck you so good the neighbours will know my name," Louis remarks as he nips at Harrys neck. Harry is all for it before he hears a mans aggressive moan and cringes.

"Well I just lost all interest," Harry says flatly and Louis laughs in his ear.

"That's okay. I want to make it special anyways," he admits. Harry just intertwines their hands and leans into him at that.

"It's not my first time," Harry tells him.

"Mine either, but it's our first time together. That's important," Louis says and Harry nods.

"You're right. So let's go back to planning our mornings. How early can I come?" Harry asks.

"I don't care as long as I'm not woken up before nine," Louis tells him.

"What if I accidentally wake you up getting into bed?" Harry questions.

"I'll kill you," Louis says easily and Harry scoffs.

"As if. You'll probably smile and pull me into you and be all cute."

"Not at all. I'll jump out of bed and kick your ass and then kiss it better and make you buy breakfast," Louis says sternly.

"Whatever. I think they've stopped," Harry says. Both boys fall silent and listen closely. There's no sound coming from the house and Harry prays his mom doesn't come near his room.

The sound of a car starting makes them both jump and Louis just pulls him closer protectively. Harry loves how protective Louis gets.

"He's gone," Harry whispers. Louis nods his head and then nudges Harry to stand up. They both climb in the window one after the other and then Louis tucks Harry into bed.

"I have to go home, but next Monday can be our breakfast date okay?" Louis asks. Harry nods frantically and Louis smiles down at him.

"There's also a party this Friday... Niall's coming so maybe you can come too?" Louis asks and again Harry nods.

"Good. Okay, I'm going," Louis says as he slowly backs away from the bed. Harry just puckers his lips and Louis comes stumbling back and kisses him.

"Night, baby. If you need me call me," Louis whispers.

"Night, Lou. Sweet dreams," Harry murmurs and Louis blows him one last kiss before he climbs back out into the night.