Skin (by SIXX AM) - Harry's PoV
I was shaken awake by large, rough hands - sending my head flying up as I scrambling around in my seat. Glancing up, I met Paul's comforting eyes as he raised an eyebrow at me, "We're about to land. Wake Louis up while I get Zayn." He ordered. I nodded, scrunching my face up as I yawned. Turning my head to watch Louis in his current fetal position as he slept. A small smile tugged itself out across my lips as I extended my arms out to wrap them around his torso. Brushing the pads of my fingers against his forehead to remove the stray strands of chestnut hair, I felt him stir slightly under my touch.
"C'mon, love. It's time to wake up. We're about to land." I murmured quietly into his ear, showering his cheek and temple in innocent kisses.
"Mm.. not yet.. tired." Louis muttered, hunching further over so his head was rested against my chest. Smiling softly at him, I continued to whisper sweet nothings into his ear until the older boy eventually blinked his eyes open. His blue eyes were blurred with sleep, a look of confusion crossing over his face as he took in his surroundings.
"Boo, we're about to land. Sit up and put your seatbelt on." I murmured, shifting him so he was rested back up against his seat. He muttered some slurred, incoherent words - fumbling with his seatbelt as he clicked it over himself.
I offered him a small smile, which he vaguely returned; attention drawn to the seat in front of him. I could tell that he was in deep thought, as usual, and I accepted that without thought. Louis needed some time to himself, and I would give it to him. When he was ready - he would talk to me.
I felt the plane begin to descend downwards, the wings rattling as we swooped down towards the airport. Glancing out the window, I noticed that it was just the crack of dawn and wondered briefly how long we had been travelling for - pursing my lips where I remembered that I couldn't have my phone to even check the time. With a loud sigh, I let my head fall back against the seat and closed my eyes - the loud sounds and vibrations of us landing drowning my senses. As soon as we landed, we were ushered out of the plane by Paul and Will, both of them slightly paranoid. I assumed they were nervous that some random fans would pop out of no where and attack us, though I doubted it since this island was so damn tiny. Apparently, there were just over 100, 000 people - out of the entire island.
We were brought to a glossy black SUV, the windows tinted and nearly impossible to see inside. Zayn, Liam, and Niall all plonked themselves down into the back three seats - Louis and I sitting in the front two while Paul drove with Will in the passenger seat. The car ride there was utterly silent, and the tension in the air could literally be cut with a butter knife. I cleared my throat awkwardly, only just realizing how broken One Direction really was. We hardly spoke to each other now-a-days, and now we couldn't even crack a joke between each other? We used to be like brothers, now we're as good as strangers.
I think that all seven of us let out a sigh of relief when the large mansion came into view. It was three stories and painted a bright white to lighten the mood. It had eight bedrooms and two bathrooms on the third floor, two bathrooms, a living room and a kitchen on the second floor; and a basement along with a music room on the first floor. Out back was an outdoor swimming pool, a sauna, and a perfect view of the seaside. Four of the eight bedrooms also had balcony's, and I knew almost immediately that we were going to be fighting for them. So, without hesitation, I snatched up Louis' hand - leaving our luggage for Paul or Will to take - and dragged him up the stairs.
"Ow, Haz. What are you-"
"Balcony's." I stated simply, pushing the first bedroom door open and grinning when I noticed it was the one with a balcony.
"Mine!" Louis demanded, running and landed on the bed with a low 'thump'. I smirked over at him, rolling my eyes.
"I'll be in the one across from yours, then." I replied, turning on my heel and entering the room. It was rather large, with two dressers, a balcony, a Queen-sized bed, and a closet that ran along the one side of the white walls. I grinned, licking my lips as I observed my new room. Hearing the bang of wheels against the wooden floors from the second level along with the rising sound of voices, I leaned over the edge of the railing to watch in amusement as Niall and Liam struggled to make their way up the staircase at the same time - Zayn, Paul, and Will behind and watching them with small grins on their faces as well.
"Try going one at a time, smartasses." I called down to the pair, causing their heads to shoot up.
"Oi, Harry. Come take your luggage." Will said, gesturing to the three suitcases I owned. I shook my head rapidly, a wide grin breaking out over my face.
"Nope. There's only four balcony's. Lou and I have already taken two." I watched as Zayn's eyes widened, and then he was practically crawling over Niall and Liam - desperate to reach a room that had a clear view of the ocean.
"Mmfph, Zayn. Ge'off." Liam mumbled around the Zayn's pants, struggling out from beneath the Bradford boy - an annoyed expression passing over his face.
"Uh, no." He replied, clambering off of Niall and fighting his way up the staircase. I let out a low laugh, eyes following Zayn's movements as he swung the third door open on Louis' side of the hall. Glancing back down at Liam and Niall, I noticed that they were both still picking themselves up from their encounter with Z. Realisation seemed to slap Nialler across the face as he snatched up his bags and climbed the rest of the stairs - reaching for the door across from Zayn which held the final balcony. I had assumed that Liam would be the sensible one and allow the rest of us to have their own balcony, but he surprised me by entering Niall's room after him. Both Paul and Will raised an eyebrow after the pair, but shrugged it off and closed their own doors behind themselves.
Realizing I was alone in the hall again, I sighed and leaned against the railing, rubbing my face. I removed my hands from my face, swishing my mob of chocolate curls to the side and glancing in the direction of Louis' door. Chewing on my bottom lip, I eventually gave into the temptations and knocked on his door. A moment later, it swung open to a reveal a curious-looking Louis. He looked a tad ruffled and tired, but it just made him even more adorable in my opinion. I cleared my throat, forcing the words from my throat before I had a chance to give it a second thought, "Uhm, would you like to.. erm.. share a room. With me?" I asked nervously, shoving my hands into my pockets and glancing down at the ground shyly.
"Sure, Haz. Bring your suitcases here." Louis replied softly, a small smile playing across his lips. I grinned widely, turning on my heel and dragging my three suitcases into the older boy's room.
"Nice view." I commented, glancing out the sliding glass door that led out on the little ridge - allowing you to watch and listen to the ocean as it washed up across the beach.
"We pretty all have the same view." Louis replied, laying down across his bed and closing his eyes. I sighed, shaking my curls out again and wandering off to the other side of the bed. Without hesitation, I sprawled myself out beside him and wrapped my arms around his torso. Placing a soft kiss on his temple, I closed my eyes lightly.
"I'm taking a nap... love you, Boo." I whispered, my voice already hoarse from exhaustion. Perhaps staying up all night wasn't the best idea, though I doubt I could have fell asleep even if I wanted too.
"Love you too, Hazza." Lou replied, hunching his body over to bury his head into my chest as we both fell into dream world.
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I yawned tiredly, rubbing my eyes with closed fists as I glanced around the unfamiliar room. After a few confusing seconds, I realized that we were in our new flat in Tonga and sighed deeply - preparing to close my eyes and fall asleep again. A loud rapping against the wooden door literally had me groaning in protest, pushing my face into Louis' hair in an attempt to drown out the annoying sound. "Harry, Louis. Get up. Dinner is ready." I heard Liam call out from the other side of the door, before his footsteps became less and less clear as he walked back downstairs. Sighing as I heard my stomach rumble, I sat up and gently nudged Louis with my knee.
"Up you get, Loubear. Dinner's ready, and we both need to eat." I murmured softly, leaning down to press a soft kiss on his nose - immediately gaining a reaction from the older lad.
"M'not hungry." Louis protested, eyes flittering shut again as he relaxed into the comfortable mattress.
"Come on, Lou. You haven't eaten in nearly 24 hours. We both need to eat." I pressured, shaking him slightly with me hands.
"Fuck off, Harry. I'm not hungry. I just want to sleep." He muttered, turning away to rest on his stomach and nudge his face into the pillows.
"Please, Louis. I won't eat unless you do." I coaxed, nuzzling my nose into the back of his neck. With an overdramatic sigh, Louis flipped back over onto his back and sat up.
"Fine." He mumbled, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and ruffling his feathery hair to the side. I grinned up at him, stretching and leading the way down the steps. When we arrived at the table, I noticed all the multiple amounts of food around the surface of the glass table - making my eyebrows shoot up in question, "Paul, there's no way in hell you cooked this." I chuckled, "Did you order it from some resaurant or something?"
"First off, I'm offended," Paul shot a glare me before continuing, "Second, yes I did order it. Now shut up and eat." I let out a loud laugh, followed by the others' - and I was even pretty sure that I heard Louis chuckle lightly.
And for the first time in a while, I thought that perhaps everything was going to be okay.
(( A/N: Uh huh, I stayed up extra late to post this. Yes, I know it's a short, filler chapter - but it's also past 11 PM and I have school tomorrow. Sooo... be happy. >:I. Anyway, please vote and comment.. and fan? :D? You can also check out some of my other stories: Heartbeat, Caught In A Bad Romance, or Red(: Thank you all so much - loads of love, Alyciaaa_1D .xx ))