"I should probably start thinking about going back home." Harry laughed.
"No way." I shook my head.
"Louis, I've been here a week."
"And that's the way I like it." I fondly smiled, bringing my hand up to his curls.
"Yeah me too, but you can't keep calling in sick." He giggled, leaning his head further back into my touch.
"Watch me." I smirked.
The younger boy simply let out a laugh, pulling himself closer towards me from our position on the sofa.
We had been like this for days, the outside world a mystery for the most important thing to me was within the confines of my apartment.
Time had gone quickly, as if it had never existed, and that was a new experience for me. I was so accustomed to the world in slow motion, spinning endlessly as I waited for a reason to live.
What I had not expected was for the reason to come crashing down into my life, tilting it completely on its axis, vision blurred and butterflies exploding from within.
I had never felt more wanted in my life, the experience was foreign, yet ever so familiar. Nostalgia was pouring from my every being, my heart aching for it to never leave again.
I was myself unsure of how long this was to last, and yet all I knew was that the moment it fizzled out, so would my organs.
I would wither away, like an unwanted house plant left to dry up without water or sunlight.
Because although Harry would always call me his little sun, he was indeed my sunlight. My lifeline if you will. And without him, I would be an object, drifting timelessly through a black abyss.
"What are you thinking about?" He whispered, his head tilting up in order to make eye contact.
I found myself lost in his eyes, lost in the look in which one could only describe as love pouring from his features.
"You." I replied, taking my thumb and brushing it across his cheek, taking in the redness that formed at my words.
"What about me?"
I shrugged, willing myself to get the words out, "Just about how you're my everything."
I pulled away from the eye contact, my movement against his cheek never once stilling. The worlds had been far from a declaration of love, however I felt lighter than I ever had.
For once in my life I was being honest to myself, embracing every feeling with open eyes, grasping it and accepting it. Even if that meant that others would not.
I had accepted that I could no longer live my life in fear of what was to come, but to keep a hold of what was real in that moment. And as far as things go, this was the realest thing that I had ever witnessed.
"Louis." He said, his voice gruff.
I looked down, only to find that his emerald eyes had accumulated a sparkling film, a singular drop fell from the threshold.
"Yeah?" I whispered back.
"You're my everything too," he replied, "I hope you know that."
I felt a fire light within me, sparkling and crackling at the sentence in which had spilled from his lips. A grin formed amongst my features, premature wrinkles sure to form if I smiled any longer.
I ducked my head, pulling him into a kiss which was so innocent that it warmed my heart. As cliché has it was, each and every time my hand touched his, my lips touched his, I felt a spark.
And I knew that that was a once in a lifetime.
"I have a surprise for tomorrow." I said, once I had managed to pull myself away from his lips.
"Another magical kingdom?" Harry laughed, never once breaking the eye contact that we had created.
"You could say that."
"Well I better get back to mine," Harry began, "if I'm going to spend anymore time here I at least want to not look like a tramp."
"You could never." I said.
Harry just let out a dimpled sign of affection, before heading back to his apartment in order to get ready for tomorrow's surprise.
I had no idea how he would take it, yet I hoped for the best and prayed for the impossible.
And with that I took myself to bed, knowing that deep down I never wanted to spend another night alone.
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The nerves were filling within me, for I yet too did not know how I was going to react.
I pulled onto the curb outside of Harry and Niall's place, already longing to see him after just a mere night apart.
He waltzed out of the complex door, freshly washed curls bouncing with every step he took toward me. I myself stepped out of the car, opening the passenger side in what I hoped to be some sort of a chivalrous act.
What I did not expect however was for Harry to pull me into a crushing hug.
"I've missed you so much, Lou bear!"
I giggled, placing a secretive kiss to his cheek when I saw that nobody was around, "Me too, darling, me too."
"I'm so excited for this, you have no idea." He chimed, stepping into the car to which I held open for him.
I let out a small laugh as I made my way to my own seat, and yet it was half hearted, as the anxiety was beginning to devour me from within.
"Erm, you have to wear this." I said, pulling out a blind fold from the glovebox."
"Damn, that's some kinky shit." He chuckled, pulling the item from my hands and clumsily attempting to tie it around himself.
"What the hell are you doing? Come here." I smiled, taking my time to ensure that it was not too tight.
"Are there handcuffs too?" Harry began, "if this is my surprise, all you had to do was ask."
"Don't you start, or we won't even leave," I said, "now can you see anything?"
"Darkness, like my soul."
"You're soul is all unicorns and rainbows, so I don't know what you're on about." I laughed, as I began to drive away from the city we all knew and loved.
"Louis, I have a question."
"If you need a wee, hold it." I replied.
"What exactly do we say if the police pull us over?" He let out a giggle, as I myself just rolled my eyes.
"Shut up will you." I said, nudging his elbow with my own and staring at the plain road ahead.
(A/N I feel like I'm finally back, and I just wanted to say that I cannot thank you enough for your patience and support. Words cannot explain how much I appreciate it!)