Again the clouds rumble, so violent it makes the walls creek, the force strong enough for it to frighten the two bodies concealed only by the bed sheets. The first flash streaks the dead night sky, illuminating the New York cityscape.
Louis tightens his grip around Harry's ribs, just covering the bottom of Harry's birdcage tattoo, pulling himself tighter to Harry, so close that Harry was encaptured among the fresh hotel linen and arrested by the closeness of Louis' body, his arms entwined with the sheets. Louis head nudges into Harry's chest, his neck enclosed by the crevice of Harry's armpit.
"Oh not again Lou."
Harry whispers as he leans forward to press his lips against Louis' forehead.
"But Harry it's not the thunder, I'm fine with the thunder even when you're away, it's just the way you..."
Harry jokes "So you're perfectly fine with the weather when I'm not around to protect you."
"Well.. I mean of course I can't have you by my side all around the clock Haz."
Louis only just finished his sentence before another flash attacks the depressed sky, illuminating the dim lit hotel room they were sheltered by, Louis grabs Harry's ribs even tighter, so close that not even a breath could separate their two souls. Louis moves his head down onto Harry's bare stomach to find comfort.
After a few short breaths the hammer of the thunder pounds again.
Louis whimpers "Babe, make it stop, it's getting closer, make it all just go away."
Harry grins as he clutches Louis' upper arm, letting out a fond chuckle.
"I can't control the weather boo, you know that"
"But just..."
"Lou, I'm right here, and I will forever be right here to protect you"
Harry alleviated his hand from Louis' upper arm, trailing towards Louis' delicate face.
"Lou"
"mhmm" Louis replies
"Lou lookup at me"
The words are softly released from Harry's mouth like a single feather falling from the sky, Louis takes his eyes that are hidden by the sheets and Harry's body from the stormy sky and focuses them upon Harry's face. Harry caresses Louis' cheek in his left hand as he gently strokes Louis' messy fringe from his forehead with his right hand so that he is able to press his lips against Louis' forehead once more. Harry minutely places kisses all over Louis' forehead as if a butterfly was fluttering by. Louis begins to let loose a small grin as he forgets about the storm passing by outside.
After what seemed like a thousand butterfly flutter kisses, Harry left a final kiss in the middle of Louis' forehead of which was where he began. Harry's body released as he let his body fall back to be slouched upright on his pillow as he had previously been laying, Louis watching Harry's face as it became further away from his own. Louis' eyes tracked Harry's resting fond face, his eyes reaching Harry's own, Blue, Green.
Staring into Louis scared yet glimmering eyes Harry lets out a single word "Beautiful" as he becomes lost within them. His thumb rubs against Louis' ruggedly shaven cheek. As Louis blinks, Harry leans forward again, only just enough to kiss Louis on the lips. Their lips pressed firmly against each other, Louis lips forming a small smile, again Harry says "Beautiful" and watches as Louis eyelashes fly back and forth as Louis blinks.
Louis notices the rumble of the thunder, as he had been mesmerized by his love he had not been interrupted by the dooming sound. Louis pressed his head as firmly as he could into Harry's body. Harry realising the return of the fear to his boyfriend, he drags his hands away from Louis scared kitten like face and wrapped his arms around Louis torso. Louis places his arms on top of Harry's, forcing Harry's arms to become closer to Louis' chest. Laying with his head on Harry's tattooed bicep Louis began to close his eyes, softly becoming heavier and heavier with each blink, his fingers gently caressing Harry's arm, feeling the sense of the love they had still shared years ago.
This was his safety, his rescue, a place of which will always feel like home, no matter what hotel, city or country, in Harry's arms would be his safe haven, that no one else ever needed to know about, a place only for them. Simple. Simplicity is all Louis ever wanted or needed, of which moments like these couldn't feel any better. With the peacefulness and serenity roaming in the back of his mind, Louis shifted his head slightly, enough to be able to kiss Harry's left sparrow tattoo, as his lips released from Harry's skin, he breathed and looked up at Harry's picturesque face that was looking down admiring him, his eyes now fully open.
"Harry?" Louis queried
"Loubear," Harry replied before placing a kiss upon Louis' forehead once more.
Louis hesitated to ask the question that he had in mind realising how obvious the answer was, that is if the answer is what he wanted it to be.
"Baby, do you believe our love forever will be as strong as it was when we were just kids."
Harry begins to reply "Lou..."
Harry releases his grip from Louis torso, his arms navigating their way back to Louis' face. His fore-fingers stroking Louis feathery messy fringe.
The hesitation of Harry's answer confuses and scares Louis, the expression of disbelief painted across his face, wondering whether he would be comforted by Harry's answer or not.
"of course, life isn't as crazy now as it was then, but now we are alone, we've faced the struggles and won the fights, we're here together, we've made it and Lou of course we're going strong and will forevermore be strong, and all I ever want is it to be you and I forever. Why did you even question such a thing babe"
Louis entranced by the way Harry was looking at him, the way his lips moved and the soothing sound of his gravelly voice.
Louis started "it's just that..."
"I wanted to know that you feel the same way that I do because I only ever want you...forever"
"I want to be alone with you like this forever."
Louis whispers to himself yet loud enough for Harry to hear.
"You and I forever."
Harry replies soothingly
"Lou remember what we once had always said and have now proved to be true"
"What's that?" Louis questioned.
"That not even the gods above could separate the two of us, and look where we are Lou."
"I love you Lou"
"Do you love me" Harry added
Louis chuckles remembering all their cheesy phone calls from when they were younger.
"Obviously" Louis replied
"I love you my baby" He adds.
Harry grins and whispers
"Show me"
Louis removes Harry's hands from playing with his hair and rolls over before bringing himself more upright to be level with Harry. So that his eyes were parallel to Harry's, as well as their lips. Louis flutters his eyelashes as he gives Harry a single kiss, their lips again pressed firmly together. Louis removes himself looking deeply into Harry's eyes, waiting.
Harry mumbles "Do you only love me that much."
Louis replies "Of course not." As he wrenched himself on top of Harry, their lips so tightly bonded that they could barely get enough oxygen to be able to breathe, and the warmth of their bodies trapped in the linen they were now tied together by......
