Angels can Fly✅

Chapter 11

♤Louis' POV♤

***The smell of pancakes fill the air, maple syrup fills my large lungs. Harry's house looks so different during the winter than the summer and it's so cold. "Harry!" I yell from the living room, but the boy that is cooking doesn't answer. When I walk into thr kitchen, he isn't there. No one is here and I am alone, he left me. A note on the table catches my eyes and walk to it, to read Harry's words. "Lou, I made tou breakfast one last night. I am gone now, you'll be fine without me. I wasn't enough, you didn't even want to be my boyfriend. -H" how could he do this to me. I need him. The tears rolling from my face smear the ink on the small piece of paper that has broken my heart. The panic sets in and I cant breathe anymore, I am going to die without him.***

I am woken from another bad dream of Harry leaving and not wanting me anymore, everyone is then end in him saying I do not want to be his boyfriend but I do, I want him so badly. 5:47am by phone reads, it is Harry's birthday and today is the day he will OFFICIALLY be my boy. He lays asleep wrapped around my smaller body and I can't help but grin. He is eighteen now, an adult like me and everything can be perfect now. I whisper to him on his sleep, even if he isn't able to hear me I still want to talk to him. "I love you so much Harry, more than anything in the whole world. You are my angel." He shifts his head on my chest and let's out a almost silent snore, he is so precious. His long curly hair is everywhere and his mouth is open with drool pooling out, but he looks so gorgeous right now. I lean down and kiss his soft lips, holding my lips to his I feel so warm and fuzzy inside. I kiss his forehead afterwards, giving him even more love. He flutters his eyes open and sleepily smiles up to me, this boy is...more than perfect, he is infinity. "I love you too." I fall deeper in love with each of those four words he speaks, he must have already been awake. He pushes himself up and kisses me, pulling me into him. His wet delicate lips are not something I can resist and follow his lead as he parts my thin lips and slides his tongue in.

He pushes me onto my back while hovering over me and intensifying the sloppy kisses we are having. Pushing my hands into his hair, I pull him on top me, he lays on top of me and his body weight feels like a relief. He moves to my neck, my breathing is hitched as he sucks my soft skin and leaves bruises all over me. "Mine." He whispers into my mouth befkre sliding his tongue back into my mouth. I never thought this would be happening right now but it feels so right, everything feels right.

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I wake up again to feeling amazing, the sun is out now, and Harry is back asleep beside me. Time to wake up the birthday boy with one of his presents that he going to love. I get out bed as slowly and as silently as I can and make my way to the kitchen and see Anne drinking her coffee, I definitely need her help today. "Good morning Lou." Her voice is sweet, as always. "Morning Anne, could help me make Harry breakfast so I dont burn down the house" I try to keep my voice low, just in case Harry had woken up. She nods while getting out the ingredients to make waffles and bacon, Harry's favorite breakfast things.

After fixing the lovely tray of food, I walk to Harry's room slowly, carefully, to not dump anything. His cute snores let me know that my love is still sleeping and I cant wait anymore. "Hazza." I speak, maybe a little too excitedly. He twitches barely so I raise my voice more this time, "Hazza." This time he opens his swollen eyes and smiles, looking me up and down. "Happy Birthday Angel. I love you gorgeous." I sit the food on the table beside our bed before pulling him into a hug and giving him a small kiss. Looking to the food he lacks his lips, "Boobear did you do this all by yourself?" He is absolutely insane if he thinks I could make a whole dish without screwing it up some way. He knows his mother helped when she walks in and winks at me. "Happy Birthday Harry." His mother is amazing, accepting, and such a beautiful soul. I love Anne so much. After Harry eats his breakfast he gets in the shower, this is my chance to get the other boys here for his second present. I call Zayn, the sweetest boy I have ever met, other than Harry. "Hey Louis! How are you?" His strong accent fits him well, it is always a pleasure speaking to him. "Hi Zayn, I'm doing well. Harry is in the shower you guys need to get here fast." I make sure to keep my words hushed. "Of course Lou! We will be there in five minutes no less!" He ends the call with his always excited voice.