your touch kept me sane | l.s.

scene 2

INT. HALLWAY - 10:41 PM

LOUIS: (shaking his head, pulling his coat on) "You'd better. It doesn't match anything in that room."

HARRY: (draping his arms around LOUIS' neck) "What's wrong with a little bit of spice?"

LOUIS: "Just because you like blood doesn't mean I want it on our floor."

HARRY: (smirking, messing with LOUIS' hair) "I like blood, and your hair is blood red. I think that says something."

[LOUIS rolls his eyes and presses his lips to HARRY's cheek. HARRY smiles and examines LOUIS' face]

HARRY: (intrigued) "Are you wearing mascara?"

LOUIS: (absentmindedly, examining the blade in front of him) "Yeah."

HARRY: "It looks good."

LOUIS: (rolling his eyes, tossing HARRY his jacket) "I do everything to impress you, obviously."

[HARRY pulls his coat on and rifles through the hall closet. The interior is a blend of purple and red, concealing the weapons inside well. He draws out a faded piece of cloth. It looks pink and smells of candy]

LOUIS: (watching HARRY inhale the scent of the cloth) "You're going to go mad if you keep inhaling that thing."

HARRY: (tucking it in his back pocket, starting to giggle) "We're all a little mad, love."

LOUIS: (reaching into the closet to pull out an identical cloth) "This is the poison one. Do not smell it."

[HARRY begins to laugh hysterically as LOUIS tucks the cloth into his coat pocket. LOUIS picks up his knife and drags his finger along the edge. Blood starts flowing from his finger, and LOUIS sighs]

LOUIS: (removing a grenade from HARRY's hands) "My finger is bleeding."

HARRY: (grinning maniacally) "Beautiful."

[HARRY grabs LOUIS' bloody finger and presses it to his cheek. He runs his finger down the cheek and across his lips]

HARRY: (smiling at LOUIS) "How do I look?"

LOUIS: (observing the bloody smile on HARRY's pale skin) "You've never looked better."

[HARRY giggles to himself as they walk out the front door. LOUIS eyes Wayne Tower.]