Lost {Larry AU}

Chapter Seven

A/N- Hey guys, I'm coming up with a schedule for this story. I'm going to update on Mondays, Wednesday's, Friday's. Oh and you guys will get a Christmas update as well, since Louis' birthday is on Christmas Eve you'll get a Christmas update.

I think three updates a week should be good right? It'll give me time on the weekends to work out an update Instead of my random updating. Anyway on with the story. I'm thinking from now on every other chapter might be a different POV, it just depends on the chapter I hope you guys don't mind.
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Harry's POV

Louis was so worked up and panicky that he passed out in my arms, so I picked him up, he's as light as a feather. I cradled him in my arms and walked around to the front entrance of my building, getting strange looks on my way no doubt. With little difficulty I managed to get to my apartment without jostling Louis too much. Literally it's the last thing he needs after what that asshole tried, I could feel the anger rise again but I shook it off after I looked down at the boy in my arms. He looks so small, so vulnerable, but most of all he looked so tired.

I scuffled quietly to my room, pushing the door open with my foot. I laid him in my bed, I slipped his shoes off of him and slipped him out of his jacket carefully (thankfully he didn't wake up.) I pulled the blanket up over his small frame, hoping he'd be alright once morning came. I had half a mind to go down in the alley and finish that idiot off but, Louis needs me up here. I sighed, pushing his fringe out of his closed eyes, before I got up and left the room, closing the door leaving it open a crack.

With a sigh I headed back to the living room to finish my -probably cold again- Chinese food. I sat on the couch and just stared at my plate, if I hadn't of heard him yelling...he could've been seriously hurt. That cute little man in my bed could've been hurt, taken advantage of by some disgusting drunk that was twice his size. I clenched my fists and closed my eyes, breathing deep through my nose to calm myself down.

After staring at my plate I decided I wasn't hungry anymore, I took my plate to the kitchen and left it on the counter to deal with in the morning. I walked out of the kitchen and down the hall to the closet and pulled out an extra pillow and a blanket, I tucked them both under my arm before shuffling back to the living room. I set up the couch and turned the light off, I pulled my shirt off and then my jeans before climbing under the blankets and hoping for sleep to come easily.

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Louis' POV

I stretched my arms out and curled back up into the comforter, it's slightly warmer than I remember, come to think of it, the sheets are a lot softer. I scrunched my face up before popping an eye open. This was not my hotel room. I shot up into a sitting position, my heart pounding in my ears. "Where the fuck am I?" I mumbled.

Then flashes appeared in my mind. The drunk. Harry found me. Harry. I shot out of the bed and out of the room, I found myself in a small hallway, I turned to the left and I found the living room. On the couch lay Harry curled up in a ball, the blanket tucked under his chin cutely, and his curls were covering his face. Biting my lip I debated waking him up and thanking him for saving me from that drunk. Before I could make the decision Harry stretched out, rolled over and blinked his hazy green eyes open.

"Were you watching me sleep?" Oh. My. God. His morning voice is raspy and sexy as fûck. I felt a blush rush to my cheeks, I wasn't used to socializing so early in the morning, I mean I live alone in a flat in London with no social interaction. "Uh- I uh-" oh great, I sound like a mumbling idiot. He chuckled, the raspy sound could make anyone melt into a puddle on the floor. He sat up, letting the blanket pool around his waist while he ran a hand through his curls.

Tan

Chest

Tattoos

Holy fùcking shite.

I felt my breath hitch at the sight, tattoos, abs, pecks, he looks so smooth. I just want to run my hands down- "Like what you see?" He cocked an eyebrow and smirked, fire, my cheeks are on fire cause yeah, I like what I see. "I- uh-" my cheeks flared up more. He chuckled, standing up and- oh my god, he flexed, every muscle in his body reacted, and his legs were long and smooth and strong. I felt my friend down south wake up.

"Shit." I whispered under my breath, dropping my hands to cover the tent in my pants. Harry looked up at me, then down at my hands. I'm going to die of embarrassment. "What's wrong Lou?" He asked, taking a step towards me, he was now in my space. I gulped, he stood a good foot above me. I wanted to tell him to back up but I didn't, I just stood there, my hands covering the tent in my pants while he stood there without pants.

When I didn't answer he simply moved my hands and smirked, fûcking smirked cause I got hard by looking at his body. He stepped closer, dipped his head down by my ear. "Did I do this?" I felt his hand cup me and oh god- "oooohhhhhh" I moaned out, I quickly slapped a hand over my mouth. I felt him skim his lips along my neck then back up to my ear where he nibbled the tiniest bit. "Oooh" I moaned into my hand.

"I did this didn't I?" He whispered smugly, and I wanted to smack him and tell him no he didn't do this and that its just a morning wood. But before I could get a word out his lips were on mine. And I kissed back.

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