Okay. I don't have control of anything.

"I saw your face and realized why I was cheeky in the first place."

"That is?"

He dipped his head down so our foreheads were touching. "To get you." He whispered, the heat of his breath fanning my face.

He leaned in. I thought- No. I knew he was going to kiss me. But, I didn't even try to move. I held my breath. I felt soft, warm-

"Morning Lou." 

I jumped up, and looked at the door way. Harry stood with his head poking in. "You okay?"

"Uh, yeah. Just you scared me." 

"Sorry Lou. The boys are coming by. Get dressed." 

"They don't wanna see all this?" I asked, gesturing to my body.

"Who wouldn't want to see that?" Harry jokes.

Oh, hi butterflies. Calm down. 

 "Awh, you're so cute when you blush!" Harry cooed.

Way to calm down the butterflies.

 "Leave. I'm naked. Under this blanket. Go." I told Curly.

He left the room.

~~*~~

 "Louis! Get down here! GOD!" Harry called from down stairs.

"One second!!" I called back.

"You said that ten minutes ago!!" He called back.

Fine. I'll go down now.

I stumbled down the stairs, yawning. With my shirt in hand.

"Why are you shirtless?" 

I smiled widely. "You wanted me down here."

"Get a shirt on." He demanded smacking my stomach, sending my butterflies in the air fluttering frantically.  

I raised the fabric above my head slipping it on.

"So, the lads cancelled. Danielle wanted Liam to go on a surprise double date with Zayn. Niall said he.. I don't remember what he said."

"Forgetful? You must be getting old Haz."

"Well, since Eleanor broke up with you I thought we could spend a day together. To get your mind off of it. What do you think?"

"I'd love that. Thanks Harry. You're so thoughtful." I man-hugged him.

You know, like a quick manly hug. Without much emotion.

Oh, who am I kidding? I latched on to that boy not wanting to let go.

"Okay, Lou. You can let go now." Harry said awkwardly patting my back.

"Right. Sorry.." I let go of him, and stood there trying not to look awkward, but I knew I was failing miserably.

"Pick out a movie and I'll get some popcorn. Okay?"

I nodded. I decided on 'Women in Black' it has Daniel Radcliffe in it. Don't judge.

I slipped it in, and plopped into our couch.

"Hey Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to go get some pillows and blankets."

"Okay!" He said.

I jumped up and rushed upstairs. My foot getting caught on the last step. I stumbled and landed on the floor.

"Son of a bitch!" I exclaimed, grabbing my stinging foot.

"Louis, you okay?" Harry called from the kitchen.

"Yeah, I just fell."

"Did you just call the top step a son of a bitch?" Harry chuckled, ascending the steps.

"Maybe."

"You do know it can't hear nor respond to you correct?" He asked; amusement flooding his eyes.

"Why do you sound so much like a teacher?" I asked, taking his hand and standing up.

"Maybe, I am one. Secretly." He winked.

Oh, I thought you guys were gone. Stupid butterflies. 

"Okay, I'm fine. Shoo." I pushed him towards the stairs and went to collect blankets.

~*~

"Harry, hurry up!!!!!" I yelled for the tenth time. 

Finally he emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn and pepsi.

I lifted the blanket, showing him where to sit.

He sat down and handed me a pepsi.

After settling the bowl between us, Harry pressed play.

~*~

I was currently curled up in Harry's arms whimpering.

Fuck you scary movie. 

I was so scared I had no time to process the fact that I'm acting like a little girl, and Harry's holding me close to him. Also that I spilt popcorn all over us by jumping.

"Shh, it's okay Lou. I've got you." Harry whispered. 

Nevermind, I'm not to scared to blush. 

"I feel like a baby." I mumbled in to his Mick Jagger t-shirt.

"You'd make a cute baby." 

Fire on my cheeks? I'd rather have the butterflies back. 

Once the screen went black I practically fainted from relief.

"I never ever want to watch a scary movie again." I muttered.

"It's okay, I'll keep you safe, Loubear." He hugged me into his chest once again.

"Thanks." I said, my eyes dropping due to the emotions I've gone through.

"I think I'll just take.... take a... a nap." I yawned. 

I closed my eyes and nestled into Harry's chest.

I couldn't tell if it was real or just the beginning of a dream, but I heard Harry softly singing Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran.

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