Demon Begging

Chapter 31

"I'm sorry." Louis is frowning - which Harry doesn't understand - and takes at least three

steps back with a slightly afraid look in his eye. "But do I know you?"

*NARRATOR'S POV*

Harry's world stops revolving and the blood he's just begun to pump freezes in their passages. He

stares at Louis who stares back for just a minute before glancing over his shoulder and stepping

outside. He closes the door behind him.

"Sorry." He runs his hands down his jeans. "Dad was spying on me and I am not in the mood to-"

Out of relief and a whirlwind of emotions, he grabs Louis and pulls him into a bone-crushing

embrace. He kisses Louis' forehead, making the boy giggle, and then his lips so the magical sound

is swallowed by his own mouth.

"I died a million deaths in the matter of sixty seconds." Harry cups the sides of Louis' face and

kisses him again, so giddy about feeling the warmth that's shared between them.

"Dad's never met you, mind you."

Louis fists the front of Harry's flimsy shirt, pulling him closer so their lips meld together just like

they should.

"He'll be interrogating us before we walk through the-" Louis shrieks and covers his mouth when

Harry lifts him off the ground to be spun around.

"I love you so much." Harry puts a hand on Louis' bum to keep him elevated and the other on the

side of Louis' face. "We finally have forever together."

"Maybe a day or two shorter." Louis laughs with his head thrown back and Harry's mouth on his

neck.

"I need a place to stay now." Harry frowns. "Do you have any hotels?"

"We have a motel and the house next door is for sale."

"I'll take that then."

"Do you have that kind of money?"

"I told you I've been preparing for this for a very long time."

"Clever."

"That's settled then." He smirks, lips seeking out Louis' again as they stand as a single unit on the

front porch. "You've been eating apples."

"I have." Louis wraps his arms around Harry's neck. "You can't have any."

"I've got something better than apples." Harry's right eyelid drops in a wink and Louis gasps.

"Let's go inside. It's cold out here."

It takes all of Harry to remember that he can't regulate his body temperature anymore. "What's our

story?"

"You're a friend from school." Louis shrugs.

Harry raises his eyebrow. "That's hardly believable."

"You met me in a supermart?"

"I don't shop."

"How can you not if you own the house next door?"

"I just moved into town."