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

II: Touched

This chapter picks up at the end of Chapter 22: Three Words

Louis's POV

"I love you."

An explosion of feelings made its way through my veins as Harry said those small three words and those three small words that made my entire body feel like fire. Harry had said it. Harry had told me he loved me!

I couldn't believe this was the same little boy who cried in my arms many months ago telling me he didn't believe in love. I had shown him that love wasn't something to be afraid of and here he was now, confessing and exposing himself for me to see. I felt so proud.

"L-louis... p-please say s-something." Harry whimpered looking at me with scared eyes.

But I didn't say anything, I just answered him by pulling him urgently onto my lap and pressing my lips to his, kissing him with all the love I felt for him. All I knew at that moment was Harry. My beautiful, adorable, brave little Hazza.

Harry responded immediately and wrapped his legs tighter around my waist. I put everything I had into that kiss because I knew words would fail to describe how I felt. Harry tries to deepen the kiss but I push him away breathing hard, "Hazz, wait."

"What? What?" He looks worried, scared, and not knowing he had just made me the happiest man alive.

"Hazza," I pant, cupping his warm face in my hands and looking straight into his eyes. "My Hazza. You have no idea what you just did to me. I, for weeks now, have been trying to come up with a way to tell you how I felt and you beat me to it!"

Harry bit his lip smiling, "Say it back." He murmured, "Say it back and I'm all yours."

"My Hazza," My voice not wavering one bit, "I love you. To the moon and back, I love you."

Harry's hands were shaking as he gripped my shoulders, pulling me closer so our faces almost touched and I could feel his sweet, warm breath on my face. He was breathing hard as he slowly trailed his hands down my shoulders and to my chest.

"Louis loves me, lil-Louis loves me." Harry sang quietly to himself as he brushed his lips to mine.

Everything inside me was ready to flip him over and start kissing him senseless, but I sucked in a breath and didn't move. I would let him take his time, I would let him make the first move. And that he certainly did. His hands leisurely inched farther down my torso and to the rim of my jeans where he started to trace the line of skin between my pants and t-shirt.

His actions were antagonizing and I had to grip the bedsheets with my fists as I let him continue his little exploration.

"H-hazza...b-baby," I whine under his gentle touching and Harry's eyes open wide as he realizes the amount of control he has over me at this moment.

He changes course and starts to suck and kiss at my neck, "I-Is this ok, can I do this?" He asks, waiting for my confirmation.

"Y-yes just k-keep going." I breathe and he does, biting down gently on my skin whenever he feels like it.

"You taste good." His quiet baby voice says before sucking again at my neck.

"Y-you're driving me m-mad, you know that?" I stutter out and Harry bites my neck again.

"Lou?"

"Y-yeah?"

"I...I want you."

He had said it. He wanted me and I would let him have all of me.