When the Clock Strikes 12:00 // L.S.

Chapter Twelve: Killing Time

Louis's POV

My head spins as the bus pulls away and I can't move. Harry kissed me. On the cheek, yes, but nevertheless, he chose to kiss me and all I could do is stand there like an idiot. 

I had so much adrenaline in me I could run the whole five miles home. I don't though, I'm so tired and my body feels like jelly. The way Harry made me feel was indescribable.

When I finally arrived home, I unlocked the door and stepped into complete darkness. I knew Liam would definitely be asleep since he had classes the next morning, but I had no idea where Zayn had landed for the night.

I hummed as I put away my backpack in the closet and took off my shoes. I was in such a good mood I felt like singing so I did just that.

"Cause we could stay at home and watch the sunset," I sang lightly as I headed towards my room. Maybe Harry and I could do that one day I thought. Now that Harry and I had been out, my head couldn't stop spinning with date ideas.

"And if you're feeling lonely you should tell-" My singing came to an abrupt halt as I took in the scene in front of me.

"HOLY SHIT!" I yelped realizing just too late I had walked into the wrong room.

Zayn and Gigi were in a very heated make-out session on his bed, their clothes all over the room.

"WHAT THE HELL TOMMO!" Zayn shouts jumping away from Gigi who ducked under the comforter.

"I'm sorry! Holy shit, I need Jesus!" I scream slamming the door and running to my actual room.

Once safe on my bed with the door locked, I pull out my phone and text Harry.

"I just walked in on Zayn and Gigi doing the naughty. Pls send holy water."

Harry responded almost immediately. "Ewww I didn't need to know that." And I could almost picture his face scrunched up like a little kid after they hear a bad word.

There's a short pause and then Harry sends me three water emojis. "Your holy water." It says underneath and I laugh out loud.

"Tomlinson I'm going to kill you if you don't shut you thick ass!" Zayn yells from next door.

"You're just jealous." I shot back but turn on some soft music and try not to make any more noise. As much as I am annoyed for being shushed in my own house, I can't help thinking I might be in a similar position someday soon. Hopefully soon. The way Harry teased me tonight I didn't know how much longer I was going to last before going insane.

"Did they stop?" Harry texts and I shake my head at how innocent he is.

"No, I've been shushed."

"I'm sorry you were shushed." Comes the sweet reply and I smile.

"Thank you I feel much better now." I type.

"Get some sleep." Harry orders with a little frowny face.

"You kissed my cheek."

"I can't believe I did that."

"I really liked it."

"I really liked it too."

"Good night Haz."

"Good night Lou."

...

"What the hell was all the yelling for last night?" Liam asks and I trudge into the kitchen that afternoon.