Louis' P.O.V.
"I love you, Louis. I really do," She paused, "I just feel like... Um, how do I say this? Um, I just feel like, you have a... a thing for guys.."
I laughed; probably the hardest I ever had, "Me? Gay? Eleanor, babe, you're getting better at your jokes."
"I'm not joking!" She exclaimed.
"El-"
"No! I'm breaking up with you! I'm tired of people saying, Your boyfriend is gay. or You're in the way of Larry Stylinson. at first I knew they were just jealous, but then-"
"Then what?"
Clearly annoyed she said, "I don't know. Why don't you ask your bro- I mean romance with Harry."
She stormed out the front door.
She must be high, I told myself, Must be. To think I was gay.
Harry walked in, confusion plastered on his face. "What's up with El? She's completely pissed! She practically shoved me out of the elevator! She's a strong one!''
I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. "She broke up with me."
"Awh boo! Tell Harrybear what happened!"
"Harrybear?" I laughed.
"I was trying out something new! Tell me." He sat next to me.
My head suddenly pounded. I motioned for Harry to scoot until he was next to them arm of the couch.
When he finally got the cue, I lied my head in his lap. He immediately ran his fingers through my hair.
Giving my headache a soothing feeling.
"She thought I was gay." I laughed. Harry slowed his fingers and tensed up a bit.
I ignored it. "What's even funnier is she thought I was in-love with you."
Harry tensed even more.
I sat up, giving me a head rush. "Harry, are you okay?"
He looked at me and laughed, deep and raspy, "She's ridiculous. That's absurd to think." He relaxed.
I was confused by his reaction, but my head was swirling from my head rush. I shrugged.
"Yeah, well, I'm tired. Love you, Curly." I ruffled his curls.
He smiled cheekily, dimples popping. "Love you too, Lou."
It seems like there was more to it.
"I'm a rapper. Now." He did a gangster symbol.
Yeah somethings up. I'm to tired to try and read people.
Oh well.
~~*~~
"Harry?" I whispered to the sleeping figure in my arms.
"Morning babe. It's early, why are you up?" Harry's raspy voice asked.
Babe? Wait what?
"I wanted to see your face." I whispered.
Why did I just whisper that?
"Well, how about a better view?" He rolled on top of me. Supporting his weight with his hands on either side of me. "Better?"
I nodded.
WHY DO I NOT HAVE CONTROL OF MY BODY?
"How do you manage to be so cheeky even early in the morning?" I asked.
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.