Airplane. ls

Hour Seven

louis and harry were still sitting with each other talking, but harry and louis switched seats so that if anyone woke up no one would realise that louis' not doing his job.

"11 hour flights are so boring!" harry exclaimed.

"try doing at least 6 of these per week." louis told him.

"you are magical." harry said. "so now what? we still have 4 more hours."

"you can... read a book?" louis suggested.

"boring."

"you can watch a movie."

"i don't like any of the movies, louis."

"you can fuck me in the loo." louis said quietly.

"what?" harry asked to see if he heard him right.

"i said you can just call me lou." louis said saving himself. "try sleeping." louis told him.

"i'm not tired." harry said.

louis started digging in his pocket, and took out two pills. "i was going to use them later, but you can have them."

harry took the pills from louis, and took them with his bottle of water.

"now put my headphones in, and go to sleep. do you want me to wake you up for breakfast?"

"yes please." harry said, setting up his pillow and blanket. "goodnight."

and louis sighed. "goodnight."