Burning Skies » larry

Chapter 20

The drive back to Harry's flat was filled with them discussing what they should get Johnny as a gift. When they finally got home, Harry quickly plopped down on the couch with his coat and shoes on.

"You're that tired? Louis laughed.

"I had a test today. It exhausted not only my brain but my entire body."

"I can see that." Louis' gaze travelled down Harry's long form sprawled on the couch. Sighing, he sat down near his feet and began removing Harry's shoes.

"Let's eat some dinner first, yeah? And then you can go to sleep." Louis said, pulling off the first shoe.

"But I need to study," Harry said, pouting.

"What a nerd," Louis muttered, to which Harry playfully slapped his hand.

"I'm a nerd you happen to like, though." Harry said smugly.

After removing his socks, Louis pulled Harry into a sitting position so he could take off his coat. Harry was useless. He was leaning completely on Louis, his curls tickling Louis' cheek from how he had his face tucked in Louis' neck.

"That I can't deny," Louis said, pressing a kiss to his temple. "You're pretty irresistible."

"Yeah?" Harry looked up at him from beneath his long lashes and Louis' heart clenched.

"Yeah," he whispered. Louis pushed Harry's coat off his shoulders and couldn't help but imagine unbuttoning his shirt, too.

"Please kiss me," Harry said quietly, leaning up to brush their lips together.

Louis pressed his lips to Harry's full, plump ones, lips he'd gotten so familiar with over these past few days. It still always took him by surprise how good it all felt, having Harry close and letting his hands travel down the span of his back, smelling Harry's shampoo  tasting his mouth. It was all too overwhelming but Louis didn't want it any other way.

They made out for a few minutes, Harry on his lap while Louis clutched his waist and pulled him closer. Only the sound of their lips moving against each other could be heard and it was getting very hot in here. Louis was far from a stranger to heat, but this was the kind of heat he'd never felt before.

Louis bravely let his hands wander down from Harry's back, playing with the waistband of Harry's jeans. Harry tightened his hold on Louis' hair, making him hum appreciatively. When Louis cupped his hands over Harry's ass and squeezed, Harry pulled away with a loud, final smack of their lips.

Harry's eyes were wide, lips glistening with spit. He was looking down at Louis with an unreadable expression. Louis cleared his throat, about to apologize if he did something wrong, but then Harry blurted out, "We haven't gone out on a proper date yet."

Louis stared up at him, tucking a curl behind his ear. "You're right."

"But it's not like we can go out so...carelessly. I mean, considering everything that's happened." Harry said sadly, resting his forehead on Louis' shoulder.

Louis sighed, pressing a kiss to his hair as he rubbed his back. Even going to Abbington and the café was enough of a risk. They didn't need to risk Harry's safety even more by going out to the cinema or to a park. "I'm sorry, love. It's for the best."

"I know." he said quietly.

They stayed in that position for a bit, Harry letting out cold breaths into his neck while Louis played with his hair and scratched his scalp. All of a sudden, Harry was jumping off of his lap with wide eyes.

"Harry, what—"

"We can have a date here!" Harry said excitedly, grinning. "We don't have to go out. I'll cook us some fancy food and we won't even notice."