Habit // l.s

6. My World

Louis spent his time on the bus high with joy. He was absolutely ecstatic with the boys reaction to his "big secret." He felt so loved. As if nothing in the world could drag him down.

Until the meeting...

•••

"Excuse me?" A voice squeaked from the back of the tour bus, making its way towards the band.

Liam turned his head from the conversation he was having with Niall.

"Yeah?" He asked, slightly confused.

The woman made her way towards the boys with a clip board in her hand.

"Mr. Cowell has just called me requesting to see you five. He wants to begin discussing the next album, along with promo and a new tour."

The woman's name was Nora. She was always with the band and always with a clipboard in hand. She never spoke, other than to inform the boys of important meetings and such.

Louis took in a sharp breath and rolled his eyes. "Nice to see you too, Nora."

Nora looked over at the older boy and gave him a quick, yet subtle smirk.

Liam put his hand in the air, as if to stop the brewing fight.

"Why would we have a meeting so soon? We're not even done with our first tour yet."

"You'll have to ask Mr. Cowell that."

The boys stared at each other with confused eyes.

"Well! I'm scheduling the meeting for tomorrow since you'll have a free day. You'll be meeting Mr. Cowell at his New York office."

With that, Nora made her way to the back of the bus, leaving the boys in an annoyed state.

"Isn't it just like Nora to ruin such a good day?" Louis asked sarcastically. "You know, I think it's called a 'day off' for a reason."

Harry placed a soft hand on the older boys shoulder, as if to comfort him. Louis' heart melted. His face filled with a deep red. The slightest touch of the younger boy made Louis weak in the knees.

"She's just doing her job, Lou."

Louis looked up at Harry with a pout on his lips. The younger boy looked so kissable. Louis just wanted to wrap his arms around Harry and kiss him until his lungs begged for air. Until his lips bled. He wanted to feel his warm skin against his own.

Blood began to rush in between the older boys legs and it made him squirm. The sight of Harry was almost unbearable.

Harry must have felt the same, because his teeth began grinding against his soft lips. The sight of this only made Louis squirm more. The tension between the two was so strong that you could practically taste it.

Niall abruptly and awkwardly cleared his throat, which caused Louis to immediately turn his head. It was only then that the two boys had noticed that Zayn, Liam, and Niall were still in the room.

"Do you want us to leave or...?" Niall asked sarcastically.

Zayn playfully shoved the blonde boys head. "Leave them alone Niall."

Harry looked down at his feet and turned red with embarrassment.

"Sorry..."

The bus screeched to a stop just after Harry mumbled an apology.

"We've arrived at the hotel." The driver announced.

"Finally." Niall sighed. "My ass his sore from sitting."