Louis had signed up for classes and he would have to travel to go the college.
Harry was proud he decided to do this, he even took him out to celebrate, among other things.
Harry stared with find at Louis who was still sleeping, as it was pretty early in the morning, just nearing seven.
Harry loved how Louis' eyelashes hit the soft skin of his cheeks. He loved how his lips were slightly opened, letting out smooth and soft breaths. Harry loved how his hair fell over his eyes, and Harry loved the soft rosy color his cheeks turn.
Harry looked lower at Louis' form.
He seen how Louis was laying; one leg bent with the other straight, one hand under the pillow and the other laying bent on the bed, his hand in a small fist.
Harry smiled and leaned forward, cuddling Louis and pressing a small sweet and tender kiss to his forehead.
"I wondered when you were gonna stop staring at me. You creep," Louis said, sounding fully awake.
Harry jumped and fell backwards off of the bed, with a startled, "Bruh."