Smoke || larry

27

The field just outside of town is known for partying. Of course, not on Thursday nights which is why Harry and his friends are littered around on the last day of November. They're all bundled up, a joint and a bottle of Jack Daniels moving its way from hand to open hand.

Harry is sitting against Louis and his mind is fuzzy in a great way. He's spent the last week at Louis' house. After breakfast on Monday he just decided that he never wanted to leave the house and Louis happily kept him. Niall tried to help him keep it a secret, but Liam's not stupid and found out. Liam and Harry aren't speaking.

Him and Louis took a hit of crack before coming here, but now they're both craving the drug and neither wants to admit to it. Zayn doesn't appear to have any and he seems to be on edge too.

"Why is no one talking?" Niall speaks and all eyes turn to him. He's chugging back his own bottle of whatever he has and is grinning madly. "Someone entertain us."

The group just looks around at each other, but no one moves. Harry can't think of anything so he just lies down to look at the stars and waits for an idea to bubble from someone's mind.

Music starts to play and then Niall is loudly singing "Barbie Girl" which has Harry laughing and Louis grinning. Matt joins in at some point and then Louis is screeching the lyrics. Harry just lifts up on his elbows and watches the crazy group sing.

"Join us, Harry!" Tara giggles and Harry shakes his head. Tara pouts and then grabs Niall's phone and starts to scrolls through it.

"If you pick a song and sing it to someone I'll give you $10," Tara offers and Harry grumbles and grabs the phone. Niall's music is weird and ranges from old school country to heavy metal. He just clicks on the new Ed Sheeran album and clicks a song grinning. He stands up and looks down at Louis.

"When your legs don't work like they used to before," he starts and Tara whoops from the ground. "And I can't sweep you off of your feet. Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love? Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?"

Harry grins while singing to a blushing Louis and everyone else is watching them with smirking faces.

"And, darling, I will be loving you 'til we're 70," Harry sings expertly. "And, baby, my heart could still fall as hard at 23. And I'm thinking 'bout how, people fall in love in mysterious ways. Maybe just a touch of a hand. Well me - I fall in love with you every single day. And I just wanna tell you I am. So, honey now."

Harry reaches down and pulls Louis to his feet, his arms going around his tiny waist. Louis' breath hitches noticeably, causing Harry to smile.

"Take me into your loving arms," Harry murmurs into his ear. "Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars. Place your head on my beating heart." Louis hides his burning face into Harrys chest and Perrie let's out a small cooing noise. "I'm thinking out loud. That maybe we found love right where we are."

"When my hairs all but gone and my memory fades," Harry sings lightly, removing his hands from Louis' waist so he can run them through his curls.
"And the crowds don't remember my name," he sings, opening his arms wide and Tara and Perrie jokingly shout his name. "When my hands don't play the strings the same way. I know you will still love me the same."

Louis is officially a mess and his eyes can't leave Harrys drunken, beautiful self. Harry is grinning and happily singing to him. Harry reaches out and grabs his hand, pulling him back in.

"'Cause honey your soul could never grow old, it's evergreen," Harry says, looking him in the eyes. "And, baby, your smile's forever in my mind and memory," he leans forward, placing his forehead against Louis' gently. "I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways. Maybe it's all part of a plan. Well, I'll just keep on making the same mistakes. Hoping that you'll understand. But, baby, now."

Harry now places his hands on Louis' waist again and starts to gently move them, dancing while he sings. His eyes are stuck on Louis' face because he's so goddamn beautiful and wonderful. So perfect and Harry loves him so much.

"Take me into your loving arms," Niall joins in on Harrys singing, pulling Tara up and she giggles."Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars," the rest join in and Harry can't look away from Louis to see if anyone actually kisses.
"Place your head on my beating heart. Thinking out loud," they all sing loudly, but Louis' mouth remains closed. "That maybe we found love right where we are," Harry whispers this part, pressing his lips against Louis' cold forehead.

There's the small instrumental break and Harry keeps rocking him and Louis back and forth, a drunk loving smile on his face. Louis' eyes are soft and so blue tonight. So beautiful.

"You're so cheesy," Louis tells him, bringing his hand up to cup Harrys cheek. Harry just closes his eyes at the touch, forgetting about everything.

"So, baby, now," Louis sings softly, making Harry open his eyes. "Take me into your loving arms," Louis pulls him closer, smiling. "Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars," Louis doesn't even finish the sentence before he leans up and captures Harrys lips in a quick kiss. "Oh, darling, place your head on my beating heart," Louis sings, not missing a beat and Harry is so in love with his voice. Louis' singing voice is soft and melodic. Something easy to listen to. "I'm thinking out loud. That maybe we found love right where we are. Oh, baby, we found love right where we are. And we found love right where we are," Louis finishes and then he's kissing Harry with so much passion and people are clapping, but Harry doesn't pull away. He picks Louis up so his feet are dangling and kisses him harder.

"Bravo! That was beautiful!" Zayn cheers, pretending to wipe away his tears. Matt laughs loudly and Harry just feels so at home with all these people - Matt included. They're his friends, his new family.

Niall and Tara are laying down, looking at the stars and Zayn and Perrie are kissing in the distance. Matt and Daniel are back to smoking and then there's Louis and Harry. They're still wrapped in each other, eyes closed and rocking to no music.

"I love you, Harry," Louis whispers out, kissing his jacketed chest.

"Love you too. I didn't know you could sing," Harry drunkenly says and Louis chuckles and shrugs.

"Could say the same about you. Let's lie down," Louis suggests. They both climb down and finish the Jack Daniels before Harry falls asleep on Louis' chest.

When he wakes up it's morning and he's in Louis' bed. He doesn't remember coming home, but he's shirtless. There's pen drawings down his chest and the biggest one is a heart with "Harry+Louis" in it. He just laughs and rolls over, curling around Louis yet again.