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

Chapter Fifteen: Baby It's Cold

Harry's POV...again

It was 9:00 when we finally hit the road the next morning. Cozied up in our rental car with Christmas music playing and two hot cups of coffee in the cup holders. Louis and I decided to trade off and on driving and Louis had taken the first turn.

"Hand me one of those snickerdoodles." He requested as he stirred the car onto the highway. I had baked a fresh batch for our road trip, but it didn't look like they were going to last long.

I held a cookie out for Louis, and he took a bite, the cookie still in my hand. "Didn't know feeding was part of the job." I joked as Louis took another bite.

"Of course, it is. See, I'm the driver so if I fed the cookie to myself, I would get crumbs all over my lap."

"Pretty sure you would do that even if you weren't driving."

"Hey!" Louis protests, but looks satisfied when I keep feeding him.

"You want to play twenty questions?" Louis asks.

"Really? Not even thirty minutes in and you want to resort to cheesy road games?"

"Sure, I'll go first."

Louis looks so excited so I can't say no, "Fine."

"Alright, I have my thing," Louis announces.

"Ah, so it's a thing,"

"Damn it, I always screw it up." Louis says frustrated, "Restart!"

"Ok,"

"Alright, now guess what I'm thinking of."

"Is it bigger than a bread box?" I ask.

"Huh?" Louis looks confused, "What the fuck is a bread box?"

I sigh, "Really Lou? What do you think a bread box is?"

"Well, I get what a bread box is but I don't know how big it is."

"It's the size of a loaf of bread."

"I don't know the size of that either. You do all the shopping and by the time I see the bread, you've cut it up into a sandwich for me." Louis says looking genuinely confused.

"Ok well then don't count that question. Is what you're thinking about bigger or smaller than you?"

"Technically you have to ask yes or no questions, but I'll let that slide because you're cute."

I blush, "That still didn't answer the question."

"I can't really answer the question because what I'm thinking of comes in multiple sizes."

"Oh my god, Louis you're being so difficult." I huff but I'm enjoying myself far too much.

"Ok, yes it's taller than me."

"Lou, how tall are you?"

"Five nine."

"You are not."

"I am too."

"Then obviously you need to go back to school. I'm almost six feet and you're just barely up to my shoulder."

"Take that back!" Louis demands with the cutest little mad face, "I'm big!"

"I'm sure you are...just not height-wise."

Louis's mouth drops and I can feel his eyes on me as he takes in what I had said. I bite my lip. I've never made a joke like that before and I'm kind of enjoying the reaction.

"Hazza." Louis growls and I smirk, "You did not just-"

"I did."

"You stupid tease!" He says snaking his hand onto my leg, causing me to almost swerve into the next lane.