Double update in honor of mizzsuperman
"Wait, so you got a fortune telling, from a ghost?" Louis said skeptically, snatching a fry off of Harry's plate.
Harry smacked his hand, and Louis pouted.
"I know it sounds crazy but it's true!"
"No, it's not."
"Yes it is, I swear, and she knew about Liam and my mom.."
"What was your actual fortune?"
Harry froze, should he tell him? He didn't want to worry him...
"Just that I was going to be successful and shit."
"Oh, cool."
"Yeah..."
"So what was your real fortune?"
"What?" Harry shrieked.
"Harry, I've known you for 12 years, you're lying to me."
"It-it doesn't matter."
"If it doesn't matter, then tell me what it was."
"I don't want to."
"Why, was it bad?"
"Well..I guess."
"Did it involve me?"
Harry stayed silent, and Louis sighed.
"Harry you know those are fake right?"
"I don't know.."
"I can't believe you believe that."
Louis laughed.
"You said believe like 3 times."
"Twice Curly, get your facts straight."
Harry simply stuck out his tongue as a response, making Louis grin.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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Louis laid in the hotel bed, wearing nothing but boxers, watching What Would You Do?
Harry came out of the bathroom, his hair wet from the shower.
He climbed into the bed next to Louis, cuddling into Louis's side.
"This show is so fake."
"No, it is so real." Louis protested.
"It is not! They are so set up to know what's happening."
"No, it's real T.V, unlike Teen Wolf!"
"Dylan O'Brien is life okay!"
"Eh, he's okay."
"He's fucking hot."
"Not as hot as me right?"
"Oh, of course not." Harry mumbled, leaning up to capture Louis's lips in his.
Louis wrapped his arms around Harry, bringing him up so he was straddling him.
Their mouths worked together and Harry couldn't help but sigh into the kiss, grabbing Louis's face in his hands. The kiss soon became heated,and Harry broke away to kiss Louis's jaw.
He buried his head into his neck, allowing Louis to run his hands up and down his back, until they reached down, squeezing Harry's bum.
Harry broke away, grinning cheekily and climbing off of Louis.
"Good night."
"Oh fuck no, wake up."
"Happy birthday to me." Harry yawned.
"Harry, please."
Harry opened one eye, smirking.
"Are you begging Louis Tomlinson?"
"Harry..."
Harry simply flipped on his side, and drifted to sleep, but not before feeling Louis press his lips to his ear, and hearing him whisper.
"You'll be the one begging tomorrow."
So obviously there's going to be smut in the next chapter (even though it'll suck.)
