Cheater // Larry

Chapter thirteen

Chapter Thirteen ///

When Louis woke up, Harry was lying on his chest and wrapped in his arms. It seemed natural but to Louis it proved the most alien thing in the world.

Boxers and clothes were strewn across the room, one sock even hanging off the ceiling fan, threatening to fall. Louis took it all in, feeling more familiar with the mess than the sense of closeness.

Harry stirred slightly, making Louis tense. He wasn't sure what would escape his mouth it Harry awoke ; another invitation? A sarcastic comment? Louis snorted to himself, the latter seeming more likely.

Harry's eyes flickered open for a second then shut, the movement went unnoticed by the other boy. Harry kept his eyes shut, not wanting to get the cold shoulder.

Louis tightened his grip on the younger boy, still oblivious to his wake, and started quietly talking to himself.

"What have I gotten myself into?"

Harry's heart clenched, he felt suddenly used and dirty, his nights with him seemed to mean crap all to Louis.

"It's just been so long since I actually felt something beside numbness. So long since it felt like this - felt right" Louis mumbled. Suddenly he unwrapped his arms around Harry and got up, moving towards the door.

"Wait"

Louis paused at the sound of Harry's husky morning voice and turned around slowly.

Their eyes met and Louis gulped, his moment of vulnerability settling uneasily in his mind. It was obvious Harry had heard the words that were meant to fade away as if they were never said.

"Did you mean those...words?" Harry matched his uncertainty. Both were frozen in their position, time seemingly stood still.

"Yes, I suppose I did" He coughed. His mind was at a blank, each mantra he had previously kept to each night was abandoned.

'Don't show you're feelings, people will exploit you'
'You can make people cheat for you, what will stop them cheating on you?'
'Leave them, it can only get worse'

"Well just so you know, this is all new for me too."

Both boys paused at this thought until the silence was broken at the knock of the door.

Harry was slightly annoyed but mostly indifferent to it, Louis however was horrified.

Zayn, his best friend, didn't knock ; he just entered. His family and more distant friends would always call first, so that would only mean one thing - it was one of his exes or past 'lovers' (stupid phrase, seeing as there was no love there).

So which one was here?