You saved me from myself

Chapter Eleven

I'm a dumbass for forgetting to upload. I'm sorry. Extra chapter later this week as an apology, all the love! 

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"Ha! I think that means you owe $800, my good sir."

"You can suck my ass," Louis grumbled as he handed the colourful notes over to harry, who sported a grin like the Cheshire cat.

"Aw, you're just a sore loser." Harry corrected his different piles of Monopoly currency into neat piles, laughing when Louis glowered at him.

"I'm in bankruptcy now because of your arse," Louis pouted. "Is that really a way to treat me—" He mouthed your boyfriend. They were in the common area, after all.

Harry's stomach still made summersaults at the word. He tried to convey the fond he felt for Louis in his eyes.

"Don't be sad, let's do something else instead." He suggested, already picking up his cards and putting them back in the game box.

"What do you want to do?" Louis asked, putting the lid back on the box and carrying it to the game cabinet.

"Watch a movie?" Harry suggested.

Louis grimaced and shook his head. "That's all I've been doing since I came here, I've seen everything."

"Let's go on a walk, then." Harry shrugged.

Louis raised a brow "A walk? Like down the corridor?"

"No dumbass, outside."

"Out—What?" Louis stared at him. "I'm not allowed outside."

"With me you are." Harry smirked at him. "So, what do you say?"

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"I feel like I'm fifteen sneaking out of my parents house to go to a party." Louis could not help but giggle as the door closed behind him and Harry.

Harry only smiled, walking over to the locked gate at the far end of the home's fenced courtyard and unlocked it, holding the door open to Louis who stepped through.

It felt unreal, almost. He had been at the home for a little over a month, Christmas had flown by, and the new year was approaching. Louis had not celebrated the holiday; when the halls were decked in tinsel and red Santa hats, he hid in his room. The triplets had asked him why, but he had said that he would tell them, later. They had accepted his answer and they had moved on. The decorations had been taken down, and now been replaced by garlands in silver and gold, the numbers 2021 plastered everywhere. They were ready for the new year.

"Haz," Louis smiled, turning around to face the taller man who was securing the lock in the courtyard gate. "It's snowing!"

"It is," Harry smiled, pulling up the hood of his jacket as he walked over to Lois, steering their steps along the road towards the large city park. It was not that late, but the sun was already setting behind the tall buildings, making the snow on the ground glitter.

"Hey Haz?" Louis said after a moment of them walking in silence.

"Hm?"

"Am I really allowed out if I'm with you, or was that just a rule you came up with?"

"Well..." Harry began.

"Harry, really?" Louis almost whined at him. "I don't want to break the rules, I want to get out of that home so that I can have a real relationship, with you."

"It's not technically breaking the rules," Harry defended. "You are allowed to go on walks if you are accompanied with one of the nurses. It's just—You have to get permission from the doctor first. So that the patient is, you know, safe and all."