Eyes on Me (Larry/Nouis)

CHAPTER 24

Chapter 24- Roommate

Harry's POV

I open my eyes and glance out the window. It's mid afternoon, why? As I try to move my torso I find that I am trapped under something heavy. Craning my neck I look at what has me trapped. Two muscled arms are wrapped around me and a light brown head of hair rests directly underneath my collar bone. 

Louis. 

I smile as the memories of the day flood back to me. 

FLASHBACK

I look down at the mop of hair laying on my chest. He fell asleep a little while ago, but I can't seem to. I have just been watching his peaceful face, his gorgeous body, as he lays unconscious. 

I look at his face. His pouty, pink lips slightly parted as he breathes deeply. His long, almost feminine lashes rested aganst his tanned and smooth skin. His arms are around me and I can't help but marvel at how good it feels. To have him pressed against me. To have him so close. 

He's perfect.

"Mmm..." I hear someone mumble. I look down and see Louis face contorted. Is he alright?

"Oh yeah baby..." Louis muffles. Oh shit, Louis is having a sex dream! This is just too good!

As much as I love Louis, he's my best friend. I am meant to tease him relentlessly about this stuff. I can only imagine what his dream is about. Probably Niall...

Oh yeah. Niall. His boyfriend that he's dreaming about. Touching him. Kissing him. Loving him. I cringe. A fit of jealousy takes over my body. I want to just wake up Louis, silence his dream and-

"Mmm Harry..." I hear him moan. Harry? Again? I thought dreaming about me was a one time thing! Maybe he dreams about me a lot. Maybe he doesn't love Niall like I thought he did. He's dreaming about me! 

"Yea Haz...mmm that's right..." He moans out. I can't help but get pretty turned on by him moaning my name. I feel my pants tighten. This is not good. 

I look down at him and see his lips move. I hear no noise, though. I reach my head down slightly, to hear his words.

"Fuck yea, Harry... mmm" I flinch my head back rapidly. My neck snapping back onto the pillow roughly. 

"Hmm?" I hear Louis mutter as he stirs in his sleep. He looks up, his eyes barely open.

"Go back to bed, Lou." I say rubbing my hand through his hair soothingly. He sighs and falls back into a peaceful sleep.

Louis had a sex dream about me. 

Louis had a sex dream about me!

PRESENT TIME

Seeing Louis dream like that was, well it was arousing to say the least. I sigh at the memories. If only I could really make him moan like that, and louder, not in a dream.

I suddenly remeber Niall gets home in an hour. Wait, how long were we asleep? I move his arm off of me gently and roll him off to the side. I check the clock. 4:30

Is Niall not coming? He's hours late already! Oh well, it's not that I'm disappointed he didn't show u-

"Louis? I'm here!" I hear a strong Irish accent call from downstairs. Louis sits upright in a panic and runs his hands through his hair. He turn to me, face flushed from sleep. God, he's beautiful...

"Harry? How long did we sleep?" He asks in a groggy, tired voice.

"A few hours. I didn''t want to wake yo-"