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Hour Eight

harry was fast asleep, and had his head on louis' shoulder. louis smiled down on him, sighing every once in a while.

"oh harry, i wish you knew." louis whispered while playing with his hair.

he picked up harry's phone, and put his number in it, with the contact name as louis and quickly found harry's number. he grabbed a pen from in his pocket and wrote it on his hand to text to later.

he turned the camera on and put harry's phone out in front of him and leaned his head on harry's. "you're just so godforsaken cute when you're sleeping." louis whispered and took the picture.

he looked down at harry and couldn't help but smile. louis kissed harry on the head, and caressed his curls.