OK, the other thing about that being the key point of the story, wasn't really true.... decided not to do it. So ignore that from the last chapter. And this is kinda of a filler chapter. DONT HATE ME PLEASE!
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I was arriving the flat, knowing that Louis was going to be there. I was dreading walking in that door, getting slammed against the wall, and getting another threat. But I had no where else to go, and I might as well get over with it. I climbed the steps, leading to the door that was holding all of my fears on the other side. I walked closer to it, trying to be as quiet as I can. I was nearing the door, hearing some mumbling. Why was Louis mumbling to himself?
I pressed my ear against the door carefully, listening.
" I don't care Joe! You heard me! I don't want anything to do with that anymore! No I wo-........ You wouldn't..... Stay away from him! I told you that I didn't want Harry in this! No I told you I don't lo-.. No! Just go! Now leave me and Harry alone!"
I was shocked. Baffled. Completely off the rocker. What in the world was he talking about? It sounded like he was pissed at this Joe guy. Who was he? And what did he mean, leave me and Harry alone? Why was he talking about me? And, what did he mean, I don't want anything to do with that anymore? What was it that could easily get him so defensive and mad?
I heard shuffling on the other side of the door, as if on Que, I ran a couple meters away, looking down. I didn't want Louis to think I was listening on his conversation. Even though I was.
"Curly?" He asked, as my head shot up at his voice. I didn't want to do with this. And not to mention that he was taking nonsense and threatening a guy on the phone. I didn't want him to be even more mad, as he probably already was when I left.
I nodded my head, looking anywhere but him. I didn't want to see how mad he was, knowing the coward I am. I walked up more, as he walked back into the flat. I entered the flat slowly, waiting for something. Anything. I even flinched when I walked into the house.
Nothing happened.
He was sitting on the couch, texting on the phone. He looked up at me, gave me a small smile, and patted the seat next to him. He wants me to sit next to him, not beat me up. Well, it could be a trap, but I sat down anyways. This is awkward. Maybe this is the time to apologize.
" Look, I'm sorry loui-"
" Harry."
" I wont ever do it aga-"
" Harry."
" I am really sorr-"
" HARRY!"
"W-What?" I stuttered. He looked at me, then did something unexpected. He hugged me.
" Harry, look. I'm not mad at you. But you should know that I can take care of myself."
He released me, as I went a faint tint of pink. I ducked my head, as I mumbled, " You called me Harry again."
"Yeah that was just to get your attention. Don't get used to it." He said, huffing. I smirked, I knew he said my name more than once, but I didn't press on it.
I felt a vibration on my bum, getting my phone out.
1 new message.
Nialler: Is everything OK between you and Lou? .x
I read the message, and looked up. I noticed he was looking at me from the corner of his eye, but looked away once I looked up. He had that intense expression on his face again. I smirked again, typing away quickly on the screen.
Yea, I think we are alright, or the same as it was before.
I sent that to him, as I waited for a reply. I looked at it, reading it
OK! sooooo... when are u gonna tell him? ;)
I bit my lip, and looked up at him again. He was smiling at the TV, but all I could see was his smile. His beautiful smile. The way his eyes smile, as they crinkled. I couldn't help to smile too. He just has the most brilliant smile, and its probably the most beautiful thing i have seen in a while. I know that's probably crossing the boundary line, and I know I sound like girl right now, but I don't care. Its true. I just wish he would wear it more often, because I cant get enough of it.
" You know, a picture would last longer." He smirked, not taking his eyes off the Tv. I blushed, and suddenly noticed that I didn't reply back.
I don't know yet. sometime. I gotta go. by. x
I sent, looking at it. He quickly replied.
Ok, but u better do it soon. I held up my end of the deal. Its ur turn ;)
I read it 3 times, before settling down on the couch, grunting. Louis noticed it, looking in my direction. I mentally slapped myself. He sent me a questionable look, but I just nodded my head.
" I'm going to cook something, any ideas?" I asked.
" Uh, fajitas?"
" Okay."
I started to to make the fajitas, as he sat at the bar across from me. Watching my every move. Its kinda making me a Little self conscious.
" Do you like to cook?" He asked.
" Um.... yeah. I like to cook. why?"
" Because I am going to get you to cook moe often. My cooking is rubbish." He smirked at that, as he actually laughed. I laughed at that too, while stir-frying the meat. This is..... nice. No fighting, no yelling. just an actual conversation. He complimented on my cooking, which I was gladly thanking him. Then out of nowhere, He asked," So, what was that deal about?"
Oh crap. This again? I need to lie. But he can tell when I lie. Maybe I need to look convincing? I don't know. I looked at him, only for him to have that intense expression on his face again. God, what is he thinking about?
" What are you thinking about?" I asked, shutting my mouth, mentally hitting myself with a chair. God, I'm a dunce.
" Don't avoid my question.What was that deal about?" He said, getting more expectant. WHAT THE HELL DO I SAY?
" Niall made a deal with me that i-if he eats anything in the past 2 hours that he had to be my slave for a day. But he said if he won I had to ask you to ..... um..."
Oh god what do I say? Why did he have to read that text?
" To ask me what?" He asked, getting more expectant by the second. Why does he want to know so badly?
" I had to ask you.... um.... ihadtoaskyoutokissme." WHAT THE HELL? That's the first thing that I could come up with? I cant believe that! I had to get out of here. Just leave now, before it gets awkward.
" I have to go." I rushed off to my room, slamming the door shut. I cant believe that was what I said! Im an idiot! I new he would never kiss me, even though- QUIT IT STYLES! Quit putting fantasies in your head because you know that they will never happen! I hit my head against the door, grunting in frustration. Why do I have to say stupid things? I sighed, gripping my curls in frustration again, when I heard a knock on the door. I groaned, as I opened the door.
I didn't want to look into his Crystal blue eyes, that I could drown in. Or to hear how disgusted he is with me, which I know that it was coming up anyways.
" Curly... look at me." He demanded. I just huffed, not meeting his gaze.
He grabbed my chin, and forced me to look up. That's when I felt a small pressure against my lips. I looked at him wide-eyed before I could register what was happening. He pulled away.
" There, now you can tell Niall you held up your end of the deal." He said, before trotting to his room. I just stood there, dumbfounded. I have a tingly feeling in my lips. I put my finger over my lip, smiling like an idiot. Even if it was just for a second, I felt something spark. Huh, cliche I know. But I just wanted more.......
Huh, the funny thing is, that wasn't even my side of the deal.
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I woke up to screams, as the thunder boomed against the ceiling, and the rain pounding on the roof. I sat up immediately, wondering where those heart wrenching screams where coming from. I heard it again, as I knew who it was.
Louis.
I ran to his room, seeing him panting, sweating, tossing and turning. The sight was excruciating, as seeing him so.... vulnerable. It really wasn't something you see everyday.
He screamed again, as I ran to go sit on his bed. He looked so..... raw, vulnerable. I wanted to help him. I guess he felt the shift on the bed, as he cuddle up against me, relaxing. He pulled me closer, laying his head on my chest, and closing the distance between us. He sighed blissfully, as I hesitantly wrapped my hands around his waist. I smiled, as looking in our position. Him wrapped in my arms, as I hum some melody that I came up with. He would thrash everywhere when I would stop. Maybe I shouldnt be in here, but I ddnt want him to scream again. I wondered what he was dreaming about..... I looked at our postions again, and reality hiting in my face. I mentally slapped myself, thinking that this is his just unconsciousness doing this.Not really him. But, I couldn't help to not let go. Its as if an incisble rope was tugging me closer to him, so I was planted. He gripped my shirt, as if I was going somewhere, but the way he has his other arm around my waist, makes me immobile. But its not like I wanted to go anywhere. I liked this, wrapped in each others arms. Even though its his unconsciousness doing this.
I eased myself to lay on the pillow, as he snuggled closer to me, leaving no room in between us, but I'm not complaining. I looked at his face, as he slept. He had a small cheeky smile plastered on his face, breathing evenly. He had tear stains on his face, and I wiped them away gently. I just watched as he slept, not really caring. He just looked so different as he slept. Like a complete different person. The old him. The thunder rolled again, causing him to whimper I guess it was this thunferstorm interfering with his dream. For some reason, I kissed his fore head, thinking it would relax him. It worked, as he sighed again, holding on to me even tighter. I knew that if he woke up first, he would probably not talk to me at all, but I didn't care. I just wanted to enjoy this moment, before it ends. I kept humming, as just watching him. I know I shouldnt gawk at him so openly, but I couldnt help it. He was beautiful, and just what I wanted. I wanted him, and I wished for him to be wishing for him wanting me back. I houldnt be so daft, but its just all in my head. And, since I am thinking, I can admit that I am scared. Scared that he will find out. Scared that he will push me even more. Scared about my heart being broken. I can't stand it, and I didnt want to end what we have. Whatever it was. I was slipping, as just listening to his constant breathing, got my eyes going heavy. I could feel my consciousness slipping away, as I heard mumbling, coming from Louis.
" ...... No.... Come back...... Har..ry....." He mumbled, as I widened my sleepy eyes in shock. He was....... dreaming about me?
" I....need.. you.. harry..... I..." That's all I heard as I could feel sleep ease up on me, making me go to sleep.
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I fluttered my eyes open. It quit raining, but I could still feel warmth against my body. I rubbed my eyes as I look at the body beside me. Louis was asleep, snoring a little lightly. His lips are parted, as he has a faint tint of pink on his cheeks. His eyes roamed under his lids, as his eyes were fluttering. He wasn't waking up, but that's what it looked like. His hair was sticking out everywhere, looking disheveled. I was probably grinning like a mad man, just gawking at him openly. But I couldn't help it, something about him makes me want to look at him.
I grabbed my phone, putting it on the camera. I knew that if he looked at this he would hate me even more, but I kissed his forehead and closed my eyes, snapping the picture. I looked at it, as I was thinking that...... this picture made us look like an actual couple. I mentally huffed, not wanting to wake him. I was starring at the picture, before looking back at him.
The events flooded back to me from yesterday. The studio, the silence, the kiss..... I remembered all those little feelings again, as I smiled. I still cant believe that he kissed me, even though I have wanted it to happen since that dream. I sighed. He is one confusing person. But one thing that puzzled me was that he was dreaming about me. I wondered what he was dreaming about since I was in it.
I suppressed those thoughts as I eased myself out of his arms. He whined a little bit, grabbing on the sheets where I once was. Was I the reason? No, he just wanted someone to comfort him........ I kissed his forehead one last time, before I tiptoed out of his room, and into mine. I looked at the time, 7:43,I quickly hopped into the shower, as I thought about something.
How.... I thought..... Why did he kiss me? He certainly doesn't like guys, and I know he wouldn't start because of me. I mean, I know it was really for the reason for the deal.And I know that I wanted it to happen, even if it was for like a second. I thought he was straight.. but.... lately..... He hasn't brought in a drunk girl... in fact, he hasn't been drunk for the past week. I wondered, as he thought getting wasted and just fucking a girl was what he does. Or did. I don't know.That thought pained me a little, but it shouldn't. I knew he was straight, but he knew I was gay. So why is he sending me mixed signals? I mean, its not the fact that I didn't enjoy the kiss, but it just doesn't make sense. Why would he do it, if he knew, or so I thought he knew, that I didn't like him. Maybe he just thought about confusing me more. But.... lately, he was sending some signals, like how he was being kind and comforted me. Maybe my gaydar isn't picking up a signal. But all I knew was that he didnt like guys, he shouldn't. He likes girls, and he wont like me. He never will. Get that into your head Styles! He Is Bloody Straight!
I turned the shower off, after shampooing my hair. I hopped out, turning to my room. I put on some boxers, an orange jumper, and some jogging pants.
I headed down to the kitchen, probably going to cook an omelet. maybe with some bacon made on the side. I started cooking, as I heard shuffling through the door. I knew Louis was coming through, as he plopped himself on the bar stool. He looked at me, still probably half asleep. But he walks in with no shirt. I had to focus on what I was doing! focus on the food Styles! Focus on the food! But its so hard..... make up something cheeky?
" Did you sleep good?" I asked, trying my hardest to look at the food. Focus on the food! But I couldn't help but smirk.
" Mhm." He mumbled, putting his head down on the counter. I chuckled, thinking he didn't notice the smirk.
" Wipe that smirk off your face, for whatever reason it is." He said, muffled. I couldn't help but laugh a little, thinking of how I know something that he doesn't think I know.
" Whats so funny Styles?" He asked, smirking.
" You, Tomlinson." I told him, putting his plate in front of him. He started to shove everything in his mouth at once, while I finish making mine.
" Ill lwet that wone swide, since thwis is weally gwood." He said with a mouthful of food. I laughed a little bit louder, for no reason at all, and he just gave me a confused look. Once he swallowed, he asked, " What are you on?"
" Unicorns."
" Are you high?"
" Maybe........" I said jokingly. I have know idea why I am acting like this, but I just feel like laughing.
" Maybe we need to get you to lay off the crack from now on.." He said, face going red.
We couldn't contain our laughter anymore, as we both started laughing hard. I fell to my knees, clenching my stomach, tears filling my eyes. He fell to the floor, eyes also with tears.
it was about 10 minutes before we got back up,lowering it down to a few chuckles. I clicked my phone, to see if anything was happening. " So Tomlinson, you need me?"
His face went pale, frowning, and in shock. " W-W-What did you s-s-say?"
" I didn't say anything." I lied, not knowing what came over me.
" Yes you did..What. Did. You. Say?" He said, getting defensive.
"I didn't say anything. What did you think I said?" He gulped, looking nervous, having that intense expression. Why is he acting like this? Its like he is afraid of his own dream or something. He is just starring at me, looking in a daze. This was happening for about 5 minutes, before I snapped him out of his daze.
"Louis." Still no movement.
"Louis." I said, a little louder.
"LOUIS!" I yelled. Still no movement. For bloody sake what was going in that head of his?
I smirked, inching closer to him. A devious smirk on my face, with some courage I have no idea where it came from. Once he saw me walking towards him. He started to walk back, until his back hit the wall. I just inched closer to his face, until I was centimeters from his lips. Hands beside his head, and he just had this bewildered look on his face.
" You know Tomlinson, a picture will last longer." I smirked, saying it in a low voice.
"Don't fl-flatter yourself S-Styles." He stuttered, trying to look cool, blushing a bit. That didn't help him. I just chuckled, and lowered my hand to draw circles around his waist, looking at it. Oh did I mention that he was shirtless? Well yeah he is.
" You know, I know something about you." I said, still drawing circles around his waist. He shuddered. Did I do that? I hope I did...... No, he is probably cold.
" And what m-might that be?" He muttered, still in shock probably.
" Oh you know," I inched closer to where our noses were touching," Its just the fact that I know you are falling for me."
He huffed, shaking is head.
" Niall noticed, and you know Niall, He candetect anything. He never Lies Louis." And he hasn't lied. It doesn't I didn't believe Niall. I just want to see how he reacts.
" Well, I-I don't know w-where that came from, but I need.. I need.." He trailed off, looking at me still. He looked at my lips, lingering on them, then looked back at me.
He was leaning closer to me, a little surprised. But, I started to lean in too. Those feelings are starting to come back. But this time, I wanted them more than ever. Our lips brushed,sending a shiver down my spine. I looked into his eyes, fluttering them closed. I lowered my other hand to grab his waist, as he shuddered again. I did to, skin against skin, as he cupped one of my cheeks with his hands. He brushed my lips again, sending another spark.. I just couldn't handle the waiting anymore. I leaned in more, when a ring tone blasted through my pocket, causing us to jump. I grunted, reaching in to my pocket.
1 new message
Nialler: We get a day off today. Have fun ;)
I'm going to kill that leprechaun. That..... UGH! Way to ruin the moment. I backed away from a clearly stunned Louis.
"Nialler said that we get a day off." I mumbled, sitting on the couch. I don't know what just happened.... oh who am I kidding, I know what was about to happen. We almost kissed. Until a certain leprechaun decided to text me, ruining the moment.
" Um... I'm gonna go...uh.... take a shower..." He said slowly, before sprinting up to his room. I was stunned myself. I don't know where the sudden confidence came from. Maybe I just wanted to be cheeky? Or....... I just wanted to kiss him. So much, I just wanted to kiss him. So bad. I want more of it, I want more if him. But I know that it will never happen....... Maybe......
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So this si crappy I know, but I have to wait.....ugh... Do you know how longI wanted for them to just snog right there on the spot? since chappie 3. Ugh,its killing me! well, I think im going to do anoter pov after the next chappie...... Maybe....... what do you think guys?
~AC;)