everything // LarryStylinson

23. Louis

"Well I'm glad I could make you smile. But really, you guys want to watch a movie?" I ask again, putting a hand on Harry's knee and taking a seat on the couch next to him.

"Yes, let's watch They Come Knocking. It's on hulu, it looks terrifying," Niall suggests, everyone nods in agreement.

"I'm going to let the pizza guy through the gate, you can start the movie," Liam says, getting up and heading out the door.

Niall cues up the movie as Harry gets up to leave the room.

"Where are you going?" I question almost immediately.

"I was just going to grab a blanket, anyone else need anything?" Harry answers then asks.

"Do you mind grabbing one for me bubba?" Niall asks.

"Not at all, be right back," Harry smiles at us and leaves the room.

"Are you even cold? It's fucking warm in here," I ask, a little surprised.

"Eh, I like it for the plushness. That kid's bundled up for a snowstorm though, I'd be sweating," Niall states, referring to Harry.

"Yeah, I'm sweating just looking at him," I joke, Niall wiggles his eyebrows at me.

"Ay, I didn't even mean it like that!" I defend myself, realizing he took it in a dirty manner, and we both erupt in laughter.

"What?" Harry asks with a smile, returning with blankets for everyone.

"Niall just made a dumb ass joke," I reply.

"Typical," Harry shakes his head and smiles, taking a seat next to me.

"I'm going to go see if Liam needs any help," Niall states and heads out front in pursuit of Liam.

"How are you feeling babe?" I ask Harry.

"I'm better, the smoothie made me feel a lot better, thank you," He answers, smiling but it doesn't meet his eyes.

"Can I ask you something, and can you please not be offended or upset with me?" I nervously rush out.

"Of course baby. You can talk to me about anything," He answers, grabbing my hand and kissing the back of it.

"I'm worried about you, H. I'm not trying to pry or anything but I'm genuinely concerned. I know this last week has been really intense for you, and you just seem off lately. Also why do you think you need to eat healthier? Are you not feeling well? Are you sick?" I ramble on and on until he cuts me off.

"Lou, I've told you many times that I am okay love. This time of year is really hard for me and my mum. It's coming up on the anniversary of us finding Gemma with... Him... I've been on edge with that, and then the drowning thing, and now the plane crash from today. I'm trying to eat healthier because I feel better when I eat better. I also think I might be lactose intolerant, so that's why I'm trying different alternatives for that," Harry answers me truthfully, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to press you-"

"Louis, don't be sorry. I'm sorry for not opening up to you and making you this nervous to talk to me. I don't ever want you to be afraid to talk to me baby," Harry cuts me off, and stokes my cheek while he speaks, a few tears roll down his cheeks.

I wipe away his tears and lean in for a kiss. Our lips press together for a moment, we pull apart when we hear Liam and Niall come in with the food.

"Alright, food's over here, start the movie?" Liam half states and half asks.

Niall hits play on the remote, and I look over at Harry.

"You can put your legs across me if you want love," I offer, knowing it feels good on his back to have his feet up.

He turns and leans up against the couch wraps the blanket around his shoulders and stretches his long legs across my lap.

"Thank you," He whispers at me, earning a smile in return.

"Are you really that cold?" I question, genuinely concerned but also curious.

"Yeah, dunno why," He quickly replies, I rub his legs in response and he directs his attention to the movie.

——

The movie was alright, it was pretty scary to be honest.

By the time it's over, it is 1:36 in the morning.

"Well, I think I'm going to get some sleep. Goodnight guys, see you in the morning," Liam announces, leaving the room.

"Same, night everyone," Niall waves, leaving.

Harry and I simultaneously say goodnight to them, and head up to our room.

When we get to our room, Harry sheds his sweatshirt exposing his beautiful body.

"Stunning, babe," I comment, stripping down to my boxers as well.

"You are, I know," He responds, removing his sweatpants.

"Snuggle with me, I say, holding my arms open for him to come in.

"Lay on my chest love," He guides me, knowing full well this is my favorite way to lay with him.

I press the front of my body into his side, my arm across his chest and my leg across his waist. His arm is around me, rubbing my back.

"Goodnight Lou, sweet dreams,"

"Goodnight boo,"

—- ☀️ The Next Morning

I wake up alone in the bed, hearing the water on in the bathroom.

I look at Harry's spot on the bed, and see a note on the pillow.

Went for a run, back soon. I love you - H xx

Harry always wakes up early, I know he likes to go for runs when we aren't on the road. I walk toward the bathroom and hear him singing through the door. He really does have an incredible voice.

"How many nights does it take to count the stars?
That's the time it would take to fix my heart
Oh, baby, I was there for you
All I ever wanted was the truth, yeah, yeah
How many nights have you wished someone would stay?
Lay awake only hoping they're okay
I never counted all of mine
If I tried, I know it would feel like infinity."

I've never heard whatever he's singing before, the words are sad but he's singing it beautifully. He always sings with so much passion, even when he's just in the shower.