Cheshire Chatroom Continuation

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[Louis's POV]

"L-Louis ..." I shivered as I felt a cold hand on my arm.

I opened my eyes to notice a trembling Harry whispering, "S-Sorry, I didn't w-wanna wake you up, but w-we have school and I'm ... I'm cold ... and I-can't find the k-keys ..." I sat up and quickly grabbed the keys in my pocket before leaning forward and slipping them into the pawl.

I turned on the heat and went back to sit holding Harry to my chest, wincing, "Baby, you're freezing!"

"Y-you too," he retorted, "Why did you give me your sweatshirt?"

"Because you were cold, love," I sighed, petting him to warm him, "What time is it?"

"Nearly seven... w-we should go to school," he replied before pulling away from my embrace and approached my bag instead.

He grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, handing them to me with a small smile, "Look good in these."

He blushed slightly and I kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you angel, here, put on my stuff, we don't have time to get yours in the trunk."

For him I chose a pair of tight black jeans and a white T-shirt with a v-neckline. He frowned, "I hate tight jeans ..."

"Sorry baby, but we just don't have time to get your stuff out," I told him sympathetically.

He sat up and began to undress until he remained in boxers. He blushed realizing that I was watching him and I giggled, starting to change too. Once we finished we got out and sat in the front seats. I drove to the school.

***

"Hey Perrie, I should talk to you!" I yelled at the blonde.

She turned and looking around to make sure the corridor was empty before approaching me, "What's going on? Is everything all right? Wait- it's not like you slept with- "

"No! I'll never do that again, "I assured her as I slowly pulled her into a closet so that no one could hear us talking.

She looked at me, confused, but asked, "What is it then?" I sighed and sat down on the ground, resting my head on my knees. She sat next to me waiting for me to start talking.

"Okay, my mom ... she kind of walked into my room while Harry and I were er ... making out and, well, she kicked me out of the house."

"Wow," gasped Perrie.

I nodded and continued with the explanation, in a shaky voice, "So Harry and I went to his place, but my mom had already called her since they're friends and.. she kicked Harry out of the house too, even though he's only sixteen.."

"Oh my God, and where did you go?" she asked, worried.

"We had no money so we stayed in my car ..." I replied sadly.

She frowned, "You poor boys must've been freezing!"

"Yeah, and now we have nowhere to go," I explained and then asked, embarrassed, "Now, I know it may seem a bit excessive and sudden, but isn't it like we could stay with you? Just for like ... a week."

She gave me a wistful smile, "Sorry, but my parents would never allow me to have two boys in the house, and Zayn would freak ..."

I nodded understandingly before saying, frustrated, "It's just that- I don't know what to do! We have no money, we are homeless and Harry is only sixteen! What should I do?"

"Find you a job? You can rent an apartment together ... "she suggested.

I looked at her, "Harry and I living together? But we just started dating."