The fourth time Louis calls Harry, it's only one in the morning. Significantly early compared to the other times he has haphazardly picked up the phone.
Harry is completely lucid when he answers after the second ring, and Louis almost feels jealous as he attempts to separate himself from the looming insomnia of the night.
"Hey Louis, what's up?"
Louis doesn't respond for a moment. He holds the phone away from his ear so he can let out a cry.
He is mortified that he still has moments like these, but he also can't bring himself to care as he tries to coherently talk to Harry, dignity be damned.
"Hey, I was just checking in."
"You still can't sleep?"
Louis holds back a laugh and quietly walks out of the bedroom, trying not to wake up his roommate.
"Yeah, but I'm feeling better already."
"That's good to hear." And it sounded like Harry truly meant it.
"What are you doing up this late anyhow?"
Harry outwardly scoffs, and Louis smiles wide at the reaction.
"Are you kidding me, it's one in the morning, I'm on my phone for another hour before I actually try and go to bed."
"Don't say it with so much pride- sleep is important."
"You're one to talk."
Louis openly gasps with mock horror, making the sound as obnoxious as possible through the phone. "You wound me."
The two of them had gotten much closer since they started reconnecting in the phone, and he was ecstatic to hear that Harry was comfortable enough to poke fun at him just like old times. Louis leans into the banter that they often share, and hears Harry laugh out loud. Just like that, he's consumed by the feeling of love.
Louis will always adore the sound of Harry's happiness.
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Sleepless Nights
FanfictionFive times Louis calls Harry and the one time Harry calls Louis. After One Direction broke up, Harry and Louis did as well. It's a decision that both of them learn to regret, but neither are willing to make the first move.
