Impulse

Chapter Twenty-Nine

*NARRATOR'S POV* 

"Wake up." Harry's voice infiltrates Louis' peaceful slumber, enabling a vault that crashes downover his dream of green eyes and tall trees. 

Louis doesn't respond at first because he's comfortable and in no mood to wake up. His face layhidden against his arm as he slept on his front, one leg crooked over Edward's and Harry's handover his front where he could feel his breathing

."Petal?" Harry ran the tip of his nose along Louis' jaw and nuzzled his neck, feeling overlyaffectionate today. "Wake up, baby." 

Rolling over, Louis turned towards Harry and pulled the thin covering up but his bare leg still stuckout and tangled with Harry's. He blinked sleepily at the man and smiled tiredly, slowly falling backunder.

 "Hey." Harry rubbed his sides. "Come watch the sunrise with me?"

 Louis is a sucker for when Harry is in this adorable mood so he nods and encases himself in acomforter. Harry grins and kisses him a little too hard for so early in the morning, but Louis touchesthe side of his face and thumbs over his dimple to reimburse himself.

 "Gotta carry me though." Louis says scratchily, reaching up with his arms ready to give out if Harrydidn't accept them.

 He did thankfully, and hauled Louis off the bed to leave Edward sleeping on his pillow. Harry fitsLouis on his back, trailing bed sheets and all while he just wore boxers with shoes. Louis tries not tofall asleep as he receives this piggy back ride to the door and beyond, latching onto his very tallcarrier with his legs and arms. 

The balcony is chilly at this ungodly hour of the morning, dawn just passing by when Harry reachesthe railing. Louis covers his shoulders with the sheet and holds it around Harry's as well, which getshim a kiss on his wrist. The sun is just peeking out from behind the grey clouds that formed afterthe morning's dew drops.Harry has another cigarette out by the time grey turns into beautiful red and orange, splitting theclouds and welcoming the day. He lights up the fag with a steel lighter, inhaling to get a red buzzbefore handing it to Louis.

 "Absolutely not." Louis waves the horrid smoke away from him.Amused but understanding, Harry still makes Louis hold it. 

"Can't hold you and the cigarette,petal."Indeed moments later Harry has Louis secured with both hands showing effort, the boy decidingwhen Harry gets to take a whiff of smoke from the cigarette as he holds it to or away from his lips.

 "Did you wake up to watch the sun rising?" Louis moves his hand from Harry's chest to his hair,straightening the curls between his fingers.

 "I couldn't sleep." Harry confesses, clearing his throat and exhaling smoke through his lips. 

"Spentthe last four hours watching you sleep."Louis pouted and nearly burnt himself when he forgot about the cigarette and closed his armsaround Harry's shoulders.

 "Come sit with me today when we get on the road again. I'll help yousleep."

 "Thanks, petal." Harry kisses Louis' pale bicep. "Fuckin' hungry though. We haven't eaten."

 "I have raisins and a breakfast bar?" Louis offers to him, knowing the hunger pangs from personal -current - experience. 

"No thanks, Lou." Harry shifts Louis a little further up his body, sighing happily when Louis' anklescross in front of him. "It's beautiful, yeah?" 

"The sun?" Louis pinches the cigarette and Harry kisses his fingers when they come near his mouth.

 "Yes. The sun." Harry laughed, rubbing the length of Louis' thighs to keep them warm. "What doyou think of it?"