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Louis p.o.v
My feet take me up the stairs as embarrassment boils in my body. Taking my steps I trip quite a few times. And who trips going up the stairs?
I get to the flat ground and race to the bedroom filled with light. I'm embarrassed because, Yes, I did ask if Harry could sleep longer. I wanted to be a nice person. I let out a puff of breathe and sit my bum down on the cozy bed. What will he say about this?
Minutes later I hear footsteps creaking up the wooden stairs. No, why couldn't it have been a bit longer?
I stare at the door waiting for him to enter, I see the golden nob turn and the door opens slowly. I stand up from my place holding my breathe. I look to the ceiling and begin.
"Harry I'm so sorry I just wanted to be a nice person and let you sleep and I'm real-"
Once I make eye contact with the person, I see its Koby.
"Oh, hey buddy," I plaster a fake smile on my lips to show less vulnerability. Koby gives me a shy wave and walks my way.
"Whatcha need?" I ask crouching to his hight.
Koby just grabs my hand and pulls me to follow him. He leads me into his room and I see Amanda sitting on the ground.
"Help daddy! Help!" Amanda announces loudly standing from her spot. She races to the closet pulling out a small bag, like a book bag.
"What do you guys need help with?" Amanda hands me the light green bag.
"Bringing toys!" My daughter jumps up and down clapping her hands together. Excitement shows on her face.
"Alright sweetie, calm down." A laugh makes its way out of my mouth as I watch her whole world light up with glee.
Koby walks over to his desk taking his colorful cars into both hands. He drops them in the bright bag.
"Louis," a voice says. I turn and Harry stands in the door way.
"Yup?" I ask beginning to help koby with his toys.
"You asked Liam if I could sleep longer?" His voice gets closer and soon he's next to me. I know my face is a scarlet red as I freeze.
"Y-yeah," my voice is low into a whisper as I begin to put more of the toys into the bag. I stand and walk to koby, who's in the closet cleaning out more of his toys.
"Why Lou?" He follows my steps and is by my side once again. His hands are full with stuffed animals. His eyes catch mine as he places the toys into the bag I hold.
"Because. Because you looked tired, and you just looked, I don't know, peaceful." I shrug my shoulders looking at the piled toys.
"Peaceful? Oh Lou," Harry chuckles grabbing the bag out if my hands. He takes the zipper with his index finger and thumb and pulls.
"What?" A sound of complaint falls from my mouth.
"Nothing baby, it's just. Now I feel bad because Liam wanted to leave earlier." He cups my face with his warm soft hands and brushes his thumbs over my cheeks. I feel myself flush at the tenderness.
"I-I'm sorry," I step out of his grasp looking to the colorful carpet beneath me. Harry seems taken aback by my actions of doing so.
"Louis. It's ok," his voice sounds soft as he brings me into his arms. My head lays against his chest as I wrap my arms around him.
"I totally understand, it's just Liam wanted to leave early. But thank you for doing that, it was the best sleep I've had in ages." I smile into his chest.
"Daddy!" I release from the warmth of his body and look behind him.
"Can we go now," she whines drooping her shoulders. I look to Harry then back at her.
"Go see if Liam is ready," I smile, she lets out a puff of air and stomps off. I then look into Harry's eyes but his eyes stare down at my lips.
"Can I kiss you?" He asks in a whisper, his hand cups my cheek and I lean into his touch. I nod and grip his upper arm and lean up lifting onto my toes. It feels as if we are going in slow motion. I feel his breathe collide with my lips as there is a drum being heard throughout the room. Or maybe that could be my heart?
His lips finally touch mine. Harry's lips are so plump and soft while mine are thin and quite chapped. There is no movement, just lips touching lips, and it feels wonderful. My heart is racing and all I can feel is butterfly's fluttering in my stomach. Feels like my first kiss all over again.
I wish we could stay like this forever. I feel his lips slip away, and he rests his forehead against mine.
"You're so beautiful," He whispers. I look up into his eyes and smile.
"Hey, you boys com- aw," I pull away from him quickly and look behind him. Harry turns slowly. Ok it's just Lou.
"Yeah," Harry nods with a smile.
"I'm sorry for interrupting." Louise apologizes as her face turns red.
"It's ok," Harry chuckles.
"I'll leave you guys to it," she nervously giggles and turns on her heels.
I smile and look up to harry. He smiles and holds his hand out.
"Ready?"
I nod my head and take his hand, before walking out I grab the bright green bag and throw it over my shoulder. He leads me to the other room so I can grab my shirt, and we make our way down the stairs.
"What took you lads so long?" Greg asks putting another bag on his back.
"Nothing, just getting ready is all," Harry chuckles.
"Oh," Greg nods brushing past us to the front door. Soon after, we follow.
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