I waited {L.S}

4.3

"Where's Harry?" Mary asked.

"He went home," I said, grabbing a plate. I grabbed the bread from the toaster and started to spread jelly on it. I sat down at the table and Mary sat across from me. "We need a little space. It's nothing bad."

Mary tapped her fingers on the table. "I didn't think you'd be one for space."

I closed my eyes. "He hasn't been thinking about himself. He needs to do that. It's not like I'm in constant danger." I looked at Mary. "You're making it sound like it's a bad thing."

"Harry just got back-"

"I don't want to argue about this," I groaned. "There is nothing wrong with this. He's 18, he doesn't have to go see his dad. He's so wrapped up in me and my problems, that he forgot he didn't have to. That's the problem, okay? So yeah, I said we need space that way he can think about himself just a little more."

"Okay, Louis. Calm down."

I took a bite of my toast and chewed it. A few minutes later, Mary's phone began ringing. "Hey, breathe. No, no, come over. I don't care, get over here, Harry."

I grabbed the phone from her. "-want me over and... And..."

"Harry, come back. Pull over and breathe first, but come back."

"I sh-should have t-told you-"

"Baby, it's fine. Take a deep breath, okay. I'm okay. You're gonna be okay. I love you."

I was waiting outside when Harry pulled up. I walked to his car and opened his door. He hugged me tightly, then sniffled. "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you." I threaded my fingers into his hair. "I should have let you tell me what was going on before we decided that. I'm sorry."

Harry picked me up and carried me into the house, then closed the door with his foot. He carried me to my room and kept me on his lap when he sat down. "I just wanna hold you, is that okay?"

"Yeah," I hummed. I kissed his neck lightly then rested my head on his shoulder. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked quietly.

Harry shook his head. "No, it's triggering. I just don't wanna think about it."

"Okay, I get that." I kissed the top of his head.

Harry fell asleep and I kissed his head. I played with his hair while the tv played in the background. I smiled to myself as I kissed the top of his head. I wouldn't trade this for anything. I'm glad I've had Harry around to help me, but I'm also glad I've been helping him, even if I didn't know it. I didn't realize he actually needed me like I needed him.

Harry whined in his sleep for a second before he started waking up. "Lou-" Harry gasped. He sat up and looked at me. "You're okay. You're okay."

"Yeah, I'm fine. I've been right here with you."

Harry nodded and relaxed again. "You're my best friend. You're my everything. I fucking love you," he mumbled.

"I love you, too," I whispered to him. I held him a little tighter. "I'll always love you."

"Harry, Louis," My aunt called from the doorway. I looked up at her and forced myself to wake up. "Hey, I'm taking the girls to school and daycare, you guys are gonna have the house to yourselves. Don't destroy it, that's all I ask," she joked with a smile.

"Alright. Bye, Mary." Harry wrapped his arms around me as he pushed his face into my neck. "Good morning," he whispered to me.

"Morning, love," I whispered back. I rolled over so I was facing Harry and he kissed me slowly. He pulled me into a sitting position and kissed me harder. I moved into his lap and grabbed his face, still kissing him.

"Louis," Harry gasped through the kiss. He put his hands on my hips and that's when I realized I had been grinding down on him. "Are you sure-"

"It just feels good," I breathed. "I c-can st-"

Harry shook his head and leaned forward, connecting our lips again. I kissed him like I hadn't kissed anyone else before. It was like I needed him more than air.

I moaned into his mouth when I realized out hips were rolling together again. Harry moved down to kissing my neck.

"I can make it feel better," Harry whispered.

"Please," I whimpered.

"Can I take off your pants, love?" He asked as he flipped us so he was on top. I nodded, so he pulled them away, followed by my underwear. Without another word, he took my dick into his mouth and started bobbing his head.

"Oh, fuck, that..." I moaned loudly then covered my mouth. "Harry," I moaned, turning my head to the side.

He didn't stop, but put his hands on my thighs to keep me from moving as much. I tried to cover my mouth, but I would end up grabbing the sheets instead. "Hazza," I panted. He looked up at me through his lashes and I couldn't hold anything back. I came in his mouth before he pulled off.

Harry smirked at me. "That feel good?" He asked.

"So good," I panted as I tried to catch my breath. Harry smiled at me and kissed my head. "I love you."

"I love you too, baby. I love you so much."