Saved In The A.M.

22-Adore You

———LOUIS' POV———
"You need to press down on the strings harder!" Luke laughs at me as I hopelessly try to strum a C chord.
"This is just too much, can we take a break?" I whine, disappointed at how bad I am at guitar when I always thought it was so easy.
"Not yet! I'll give you an easier chord to try okay?" He suggests kindly.
"Fiiiiine" I groan.
"Okay this is the A minor chord but for this one you only strum 5 strings instead of 6. Now put your middle finger here on the 2nd string, 1st fret" he says as he guides my finger to the right place.
"And your ring finger here on the 4th string, 2nd fret" again placing my finger where it's supposed to be.
"And your pinky on the 3rd string, 2nd fret, just like that!" He beams at how my hand is looking on the neck of the guitar.
"The reason we don't use our pointer is so later on when we use barre chords, that's when we use our pointer" he informs me which makes no sense.
I look at him in confusion, my eyebrows furrowed and a lost look on my face.
"Right, you have no idea what a barre chord is, do you?" He asks.
"Not a bloody clue" I laugh.
"Okay so youre only supposed to strum 5 of the strings?" I ask him.
"Yes, just press down hard with your left fingers and skip the top string when you strum, which is the 6th string." he guides me.

I drag my hand across the 5 strings and the sound actually comes out how it's supposed to.
"Oh my gosh Louis, you did it, congrats!" He praises me, patting my shoulder gleefully.
"This hurts my fingers so much" I complain as I peel my fingers off the strings which have left indentations in them.
"Yeah it will for a bit because your finger pads haven't developed yet, soon they'll get thicker and tougher and it won't be painful at all" he reassures me.

———HARRY'S POV———
I slide on my Chelsea boots as quickly as I can, then get into the car, impatiently waiting for the others. After a moment, I notice I'm shaking my leg again, I always do this when I'm nervous, so I stop myself and try to calm down. Since we brought Louis to the clinic a few days ago, we haven't visited him because he was so mad that he refused to talk to us. Finally he's decided to let us see him and my nerves are going crazy, I hope he's not mad at me, he needs to realise that we only did this because we love him and don't want to lose him like we almost did already. The clock reads 11:18 and if the boys don't hurry up we will be late. Luckily it's only a short drive but the least I can do for Louis right now is to be there when I say I will. I press the horn of the car down and it lets off a loud beep, indicating to the boys that I'm ready to go. Finally, I catch a glimpse of Liam ushering Niall and Zayn outside as he locks the door behind them then follows them to the car.

As Liam's driving I feel him place his hand on my thigh and give it a gentle pat, pulling me out of my trance and relaxing my leg after I realise I was shaking my leg, again.
"Harry chill out, there's nothing to be nervous about" he tries.
"You're not the one who betrayed him" I grumble back.
"Look, he understands you did what you had to do, and if he's not already, he'll get over it. You were willing to sacrifice your relationship to help him get better so if that doesn't show the amazing person you are then I don't know what will" he argues.
"Yeah mate" Niall pipes in from the back. "He was more mad at the situation and the fact that he let himself get to breaking point than mad at you for putting him in the recovery centre. And he should have realised it by now, but if not, he will eventually".
"Yeah, whatever" I reply, my nerves getting the best of me.

We pull into a parking space and I reluctantly force myself out of the car, nervous to see Louis. There's a cold breeze that blows my hair into my eyes and as I step into the reception, I brush my hair back into place, pulling on it slightly to bring myself into reality. Zayn asks the lady at the desk which room Louis is in, she gives him directions and he leads us there. Out the front of his room we're all standing wondering which one of us will knock.

"You do the honours Harry" Zayn insists and I knock gently on the door.
Louis opens the door and as he looks into my eyes, I can't help but stare at the floor, ashamed of what I've put him through. Unexpectedly, he envelops me in a hug and feeling his warmth and smelling his cologne and the remnants of the scent of shampoo in his hair bring comfort to me in a way I'd never experienced before. It was like a flood. I felt safe. My arms were pinned by my side and I manage to wiggle them out and hug him back, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him closer to me. I pull away, briefly enough to place my hands on his face while his are still around my waist and draw his lips to mine. I kiss him. I kiss his lips and his cheeks and his nose and his forehead like his skin is oxygen and I need it to breathe. We're interrupted by Niall as he pulls me off Louis.

"Alright mate, share him around" he jokes as he goes in for a hug of his own while I stand off to the side, never breaking eye contact with Louis.
"I know it's only been a few days but I've missed you buddy" Liam says as he hugs him next, then Zayn.

———LOUI'S POV———
Over the last few days I've calmed down. At first I was pissed, I couldn't believe Harry had forced me into this place, away from my friends, my family. Since I last saw him, I've been speaking with Luke and he assured me the only reason Harry did it was because he loves and cares and was looking out for me. Luke's good like that, he's unbiased. Just because he knows me and only hears my side of the story doesn't mean he's going to choose my side. He helped me realise that what Harry did was just as hard on him and I shouldn't make it worse on him by being angry about it.

I sit on my bed and pat next to me for Harry to sit down as well. He does. I intertwine our fingers and rest our hands on my thigh as I sit with my legs crossed and my back leaning against the wall, it's much more comfortable. Zayn and Liam go for the couch and of course Niall goes for the bean bag in the corner.
"Alright, looks like we're gonna have to stay here because I'm not going to be able to get out of this bean bag without an army to pull me out" Niall jokes and we roll our eyes at him jokingly.

"So how's it been?" Liam asks gently as if he might set me off.
"It's been surprisingly okay, I've already made a friend." I beam.
"Well go on, tell us about them." Zayn adds.
"His name is Luke and I met him on my second day here while I had my first social therapy appointment, he's Australian and has been trying to teach me how to play guitar, it's so much harder than I thought" I inform them.
"Oh cool and how longs he been here for?" Niall asks.
"Only a week, just long enough to have his own bearings so he can help me find mine, but so far so good" I reply.
"I'm glad you've made a friend, I knew you would" Harry admired. I squeezed his hand and kissed his cheek softly.

There's a sudden knock at the door and I yell at whoever's on the other side to come in. It's Luke.
"Speak of the devil and he shall appear" I joke.
"Oh sorry mate, I didn't realise you had company" he says nervously.
"No don't be sorry, come in! We were just talking about you."
"Good things I hope."
"Always." I laugh as Luke closes the door behind him.
"Everyone this is Luke, Luke this is everyone" I introduce.
"G'day" Luke says to all the boys individually as he shakes their hands, stopping at Harry.
"And let me guess, you must be Harry" he holds out his hand to Harry which he shakes.
"That would be me, nice to meet you Luke."

Judging by everyone's reactions, they seem to like Luke. But what's not to like, he's a great guy and has been so kind to me since I've been here.

"How about Luke shows us around while you and Harry catch up?" Zayn suggests.
"Alright but you lot are gonna have to help me out of this bean-bag" Niall insists.
Zayn grabs one arm, Liam grabs the other and they both pull Niall who springs to his feet.
"Follow me!" Luke smiles as he heads out the door, the boys trailing after him.

I turn my head towards Harry and lean it on the wall, staring into his sparkling emerald eyes.
"I've missed you"
He leans in and pecks my lips.
"I've missed you too" he soothed.
"What's the matter? Why are you being so quiet today?" I ask worryingly.
"I guess I'm nervous, I for sure thought you hated me, you were so mad at me and I was scared to face you because I felt like I betrayed you"
"Harry, I could never hate you okay? I love you"
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure, at the start I was angry but Luke helped me realise that everything you did was out of love."
"Luke sounds pretty cool." He whispers.
I chuckle, "Not as cool as you though."
"I adore you."

Unlocking our fingers, I shift myself so instead of sitting next to him, I'm straddling him and lower myself gently down onto his lap. He sits up straight, I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his own around my waist. We both lean in and rest our foreheads on each other. His warm breath fans my face and I appreciate it's minty scent. I take one of my hands and gently caress his hair. Our eyes close and we let our lips meet. He pulls my body closer to his than I ever thought possible. His kiss is like the ocean waves, gentle and rough at the same time, consistent, passionate. He is as ocean and all I want to do is swim in it.

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Guys idk what happened and I'm so sorry but the update is finally here and I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.