Chapter 11 - Cuddles

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*Harry's POV*

I heard my phone ding, knowing it would be Zayn commenting about me wrapping my arm around Louis. But he's just so cuddly and warm and I never want to let go. I just want to stay here forever, cuddled up with Louis on the slightly uncomfortable plane seats. Perfection.

Why is Louis so perfect? Like, even when he says his hair looks a mess, it's beautiful. His eyes are just so blue... his lips look like they'd be amazing to kiss.....

Okay, my thoughts are getting weird now. Oh well, I'm pretty sure I love Louis anyway, I can think like that, as long as I don't say it out loud. I'm not saying this out loud, am I?

I open my eyes and lift my head from Louis' shoulder, suddenly engulfed in panic. I'd often done this before, saying my thoughts out loud by accident. I looked over to the other guys and saw Zayn quickly look away, obviously staring at me and Louis, Liam had stopped making terrible jokes and instead looked like he was about to fall asleep. And Niall was busy on his phone.

I looked back over to Zayn, furrowing my eyebrows, confused as to why he was staring at me. He motioned for me to check my phone, so I did.

To my surprise, it wasn't Zayn, but Niall.

Irish Leprechaun 🍀:

Why does Lou get cuddles and I don't??

I look up from my phone to see Niall is still immersed in his phone, so decide to reply.

Me:

Because ur sat on the opposite side to me. Can't exactly cuddle someone who's all the way over there, can I?

Arms ain't long enough.

Niall seemed confused, clicked a couple times on his phone, seemed to read the messages, and then looked up to me with hopeful eyes.

But then I think he seemed to realise that we're about to land, so he stayed put, and seemed to pout a little, his phone going back into his pocket, before he tried to rest his head on Liam's shoulder.

Luckily for Niall, Liam was already asleep, so didn't push him off like he usually would, and at this point, Niall had realised that I was watching, so he sent me a smug smile, not that I even cared. I've got Louis on my shoulder, that's way better than any blonde haired Irish bastard.

I just rolled my eyes at him, put a hand over my heart and made a very fake shocked expression. Letting Niall know I didn't care in the slightest.

~.~

*Louis' POV*

I woke up when we landed, the sudden impact jolting me awake.

Once the pilot had stopped the plane and we were told we were allowed to leave, we unbuckled our seatbelts and grabbed whatever we brought with us onto the plane.

I put up the hood of my hoodie, and pulled the sleeves down past my hands. This hoodie's too big, is it Harry's? Oops...

I look down at it and it's plain black with a small 'H' in green where a breast pocket would be if it were a shirt. Yep. It's Harry's.

Oh well, hopefully the other boys just won't notice.

I keep my head down and follow Kevin into the car which was waiting not far from the airplane.

Once I'm in, I shuffle all the way over to the left so the other boys can sit in here too. Niall sits next to me, and Zayn next to him. Harry sits in front of me, and Liam next to him. However, in this car, the seats are in rows and all face forwards, so I can't see Harry's face.

I keep my hood up and rest my head between the window and the seat so I'm at an angle and can see everyone else. I put my hands in the pouch style pocket of the hoodie, and fiddle with my own fingers.

"Y' alright Tommo?" Asks Niall.

"Yeah, yeah. Fine." I say, not really wanting to say more.

"What's up?" He continues, like he ignored my previous answer.

"Said I'm fine, Niall." He frowned at the absence of a nickname, and sighed, clearly not knowing what to do to make me feel better. He thought for a bit, before pretending to stretch, and wrapping an arm around me, placing his head on my shoulder before putting his other arm around me too, wrapping me up in a strong hug.

I sighed into it, knowing I'd much prefer it to be coming from Harry, but this was helping too. I reached around Niall, hugging him back tightly, I needed this.

"Thanks, Ireland."

"No problem. Can I cuddle you though? This car's kinda uncomfy and I'm tired."

I nod, taking my arms from around him so he can reposition better for cuddles. As Niall gets comfortable with his head on my shoulder and left arm around my back, I look over to Zayn who, for some reason, looks very confused and is watching me carefully.

He sees me looking back and shoots a guilty look, but I raise an eyebrow, silently questioning him. He just shrugs and takes out his phone. Oh well, not getting an answer out of him any time soon.

I look to Liam to see he's worried. What is it now? There's no spoons in cars, he should be fine. Just then, the car started up and then started moving, Niall fast asleep on my shoulder, Zayn immersed in his phone, Liam still looking worried, and I can't see Harry.

"Liam. What's up?"

He turned around, startled at the sudden noise, saw that it was just me, and relaxed into a more comfortable position where he was still able to face me.

"Thought you didn't like Nialler's cuddles?"

"Well, he's tired and I couldn't care less at the moment. I just need sleep."

"But when we came to your house you were taking a nap with Harry. Then we went to bed. And you even slept on the plane. Why're you so tired, Lou? Everything's alright, right?"

"Yeah, yeah. Everything's just fine. Not sure, guess I'm just.... tired?" I say trying to convince them. Truth is lately I've been feeling weird about Harry and I know I like him as more than a friend, maybe even love him, for fucks sake, and I just don't want to think about it, so I sleep so I don't have to, I can ignore the world around me. Apart from my dreams. Which are - of course - about Harry.

"He's lying." Stated Harry.

Liam turned to him, confused as I muttered "the fuck?" Under my breath.

"How'd you know?" Asks Liam.

"I can just tell. By the tone of voice and stuff. I know when he's lying or not. I live with him, for fucks sake."

"Right, normal." Finished Liam, and we all went into silence enjoying the view of their sandy surroundings and mostly dead looking grass.

Will proof read later. Enjoy. Maybe.

Edit: proof read it, new chapter coming soon. In half an hour to an hour.

-Dan

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