mostly ghostly

BONUS SCENE

BONUS SCENE

"Louis?" whispered Harry when the night fell in.

He felt the bed shift beside him and then pressure on his chest.

It was dark but Harry was adjusted to it.

Laying against him was none other than Louis, bared and sighing.

So beautiful.

"Yeah?"

Louis spoke with the same quiet tone as Harry, teasing in the slightest.

Harry smiled, hoping that he could he seem through the dark as well.

"I'm happy."

The smile grew on his face as hushed.

"This is happy."

Louis let out a laugh.

He couldn't have agreed more.

"We're happy."

Now Louis was smiling so big and feeling the swell of his heart.

Nothing had ever felt so great at the moment.

He had never felt so great and it was all because of Harry.

HarryHarryHarry.

Once again silence fell upon the two but it didn't last for long for then it was disturbed with soft smacking of lips.

The air turned warm around them and bodies flushed against each other, legs wrapped and hands exploring as if it was a mind of its own.

And maybe it was.

Louis groaned, sending tingles through Harry from the lips.

Then the familiar vapor-like feeling slipped downward on Louis, shooting sparks up his spine, making him arc his body backwards when it reached a certain point.

"Haz. Fuck." mumbled Louis through pursed lips.

Harry shook his head once before bringing Louis' lips back to him.

Sweaty hands groped the bare sides of Harry as he moved over the boy, hovering.

The best angle of look is from above, Harry noted.

Eyes wide, lips thinned, and the natural dusting of blush prominent against the pale skin of him.

Again, so fucking beautiful.

Not being able to contain himself, Harry latched himself onto the already spotted neck of Louis.

His hands were still on the boy as he did.

From underneath, Louis had his eyes closed, drenched in sweat and pleasure.

Harry had never seen something so beautiful and breathtaking.

Louis is so beautiful.

Repetitive as that is, Harry can't help it when his boyfriend is so lovely.

With that, he let himself go and crawled back so that he kneeled in right front.

Louis' eyes fluttered opened to the view of the boy above him, pink and smiling.

And Louis might've returned the same.

They were both so in love.

Heavily breathing, Louis managed to say: "I'm happy."

"I'm so so so happy with you."

Hell, Harry would love to hear that every day.

"I'm happy with you, too."

Louis crunched forward, still laying, and was head level with Harry.

Just close enough to kiss.

Harry's eyes flickered all around Louis' face before finding those deep blue, pupils blown.

"You make me happy."

Louis breathed out a chuckle and was cut off by lips, Harry's damn lips.

Slowly, Harry lowered him back onto the sheets while kissing.

The rough fabric rubbed against Louis' slicked skin, making him shift on contact, which was by far the most sexiest thing Louis had ever done.

All Harry could think was, Holy shit, because Louis.

Fucking LouisLouisLouis.

Harry detached from Louis, then moving his mouth to the boy's ear.

He gleamed at the way Louis' eyes fluttered shut at the touch of his lips on his ear.

"I'll show you just how happy I am..." promised Harry, sitting up straight afterwards with that loving eyes trained on his boy.

So, who fucking knew you could still have sex even after death?

[A/N: BET YOU GUYS DIDN'T EXPECT THIS FROM ME HUH? WOW LIFE IS JUST FULL OF SURPRISES, ISN'T IT? :) BUT HEY: SURPRISE MOTHER FUCKERS.

- MICHELLE .XX]