Chapter twenty-eight :)

The whole evening happened to be all cosy, Harry and Louis spent hours in the car just talking about, literally everything, strange habits they have like that Louis bites his nails when he's nervous or his love for soccer. Or that he was considering studying psychology.

It would fit perfectly with him, he just knows how to talk to people and he loved working with them. Harry could actually see him at the university, with all of his books and glasses on because he wants to look smart. It was soo cute imagining Louis like that. He would look like the little nerd Niall described back at the poker night.

There were so many things Harry didn't know about Louis and it was so exciting to find them all out, it was like taking a trip through their whole lives together. The night went on and on until it was suddenly midnight. and they decided to drive home listening to ed Sheeran's thinking out loud on repeat.

It was about 1.30 am when they arrived back home. Harry wasn't even a little bit tired as they stumbled upstairs. Usually, he would be totally exhausted at this time that he could fall asleep while walking. But now he felt everything but tired his veins were pumping and his heartbeat couldn't calm down.

Louis unlocked the door and let Harry walk through first. "Home sweet home."  He smiled. Why did it remind Harry of the song sweet home Alabama? He shook his head at himself. Harry heard Louis mumble something as he locked the door again but couldn't listen all he could think of were his own lips to be on Louis' again.

He nailed his eyes on the older boy's back until he turned around, he just stared at his small lips that slowly turned into a smile. "Wha-" Louis started but Harry cut him off by pressing his lips against Louis'. His lips felt soft and warm, it was almost like the first time they kissed. The room was lit up by all the fairy lights and decor and the whole apartment smelled like the sweet smell of Christmas because of the tree.

Louis lips still tasted sour from the sour patch kids they have eaten on the way home. It was a moment Harry thought absolutely nothing, he just held Louis face in his hands feeling Louis brushing through his hair at the back of his head as he slowly pulled away. "Wow, what was that for?" Louis asked breathlessly looking up with shiny eyes.

"Cuz you're my Sun" Harry looked him deep in the eyes, he didn't even notice that he was blushing, Louis gave him a huge smile and pressed their lips together again. The adrenaline rushed through his veins as Louis' warm hands made his path up to his neck and pulled him closer. His tongue slowly opened Harry's lips starting to discover his mouth.

Harry couldn't tell how long they were kissing by now, all he knew was that he was stumbling backwards into the direction of the bedroom, he kicked off his shoes, and let himself fall backwards between the pillows of Louis kingsize bed. He felt Louis' eyes all over his body, fists next to Harry's head one at each side.

He looked down at him, his blue eyes sparkled focused on his lips just before he slowly leaned down to carefully place a gentle kiss on Harry's neck. It made Harry shiver his breath got heavier with every kiss. God this is so good. It sends goosebumps down his back. Harry was so thirsty for kissing Louis, it was all he desired since their first one.

It was all he could think of, he was able to kiss Louis without thinking about his past and he really wanted to go further. "Lou" he whispered, the older boy looked him deep in the eyes and slowly leaned down again after Harry just nodded to show him he was fine with going further.

This kiss was different tho, it was carefully and passionate Louis kinda twisted his tongue around Harry's, whatever he did it felt good and it got even more intense. Harry got slowly pressed into the soft mattress at the weight of Louis body. His hands brushed along Louis' arms until they rested on his neck to pull him even closer.

Harry's fingertips tingled and his heart was hammering like he just ran a marathon. He could feel Louis warm hand slip under his hoodie his skin felt like silk on his. He let it wander up to his chest, it tingled a little and the air felt cold on his belly which cursed even more goosebumps to spread all over his body. It was exactly like Charly did just before- No. Harry pressed his eyelids tighter together to avoid the thought of Charly.

It wasn't Charly it was Louis, and he wasn't about to hurt him he cared, it wouldn't happen again. Everything is fine, calm down. Harry repeated those words over and over in his head but the picture of Charly got brighter and came closer, with every step Louis took. No this shouldn't stop just because of what happened in the past.

Harry really wanted it, it felt right, his past shouldn't control him any longer. Did you miss me? Harry's hands slid down to Louis biceps, his nails drugged deep into his skin and he pushed Louis away from him. It hurt to look into Louis worried eyes. "Lou" Harry whispered swallowing the upcoming sadness and the pain in his chest. "What's wrong?"

He asked concerned. Why couldn't he just get over it and go on? How was he supposed to be with Louis when his mind always went back to Charly? Do they even have a chance together? Harry turned his head to the side so Louis wouldn't see the tears building up. "Haz? Hey, look at me." Louis' voice was so soft and quiet. He pulled his hand out underneath Harry's hoodie, stroked his cheek and carefully turned his head so their eyes could meet.

Harry felt Louis' warm breath graze his cheek. "It's just- I-" He whispered, somehow he was happy that Louis knew about his past so he didn't even have to finish his sentence Louis just nodded giving him a soft look. "It's okay we don't have to." Louis placed a last light kiss on Harry's lips before he got up.

Harry forced smile as he sat up. The clock at the bedside table showed that it was already 3.03 am. What?! They have kissed for one and a half hours?! How was that even possible it felt like 10 minutes. Louis took his usual black sweatpants out, they had a print on them, right underneath the waistband. It said L.Tomlinson. "When were you in the soccer team?"

Harry knew that Louis loved playing but he didn't know he was in the school's team at some point. "I am since seventh grade." he smiled. "What? Why didn't I know that when was your last practice?" Somehow Harry was surprised, he never noticed Louis leaving for practice not even a single time and he had never seen him playing any game. Well, he only watched two of them because Niall wanted to go so bad a few months ago.

It would make sense if Lous was playing because he always denied joining them watching the game. Harry wondered, but why didn't anyone tell him?

It was in the wintertime last year and Harry just sat there next to Niall reading he didn't pay any attention to the game itself. The only things that he noticed were when they got a goal because of Niall jumping up and yelling excitedly. Or when the enemy team got a goal and Niall almost threw his drink at the guy in front of him in anger.

"I haven't been at practice in a long time."

"But you love soccer why haven't you been there?"

Louis changed his pants and walked back to bed "I didn't have enough time to and then I couldn't catch up anymore." He said avoiding eye contact his voice sounded different than usual, fragile. "But now you can I heard they are doing kind of a refresh   for the new students."

"I know," he shrugged his shoulders "I don't know, maybe I will give it a shot. But we should sleep now it's late" Louis let himself fall onto the bed next to Harry and held the sheets up. Harry cuddled onto his chest, pulling the covers up to his shoulders.

He listened to Louis heartbeat getting slower, which made him feel the exhaustion hitting him so sudden, his eyes were already closed and his muscles relaxed. "Good night Haz." Louis' voice sounded deep and deep. "Night Lou," Harry whispered so quietly that even he himself could hardly hear it.

He buried his face into Louis hoodie right underneath his collarbone and slowly drifted into sleep.

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As Harry woke up the next morning Louis wasn't in the bed, at first he thought he was taking a shower or doing breakfast but the whole apartment was empty just a little note pinned on the fridge. Harry took the yellow piece of paper and read it.

I got a call from the kindergarten, they need me today I will do my best to be home for lunch. Have a beautiful day sweetcheeks.

xx

It made Harry's feel a tingle inside of him and a smile grew on his face. The note was just too cute. After Harry took a quick shower, washed his hair with some of Louis' coconut shampoo while he sang along a mixtape that was playing on the music box in the living room, shaved, brushed his teeth and threw on some new clothes.

The whole day consisted of Harry sitting in front of the TV watching some old movies while reading one of the new poem books he bought in the mall the other day, and of course taking notes in it. He loved doing this, as he started reading he hated seeing people write into their books it triggered him but then someday he did it too.

He laid on the couch, legs crossed and hanging off the side edge. He was biting his pen as his phone rang. Finally, the whole day was so boring and it was already noon so time to eat something proper than cornflakes. He grabbed it from the small table next to the couch and tugged it between his shoulder and ear.

"Hey"

"Hey H" it was Niall, he sounded kind of excited.

"Niall, what's up." Harry expected Louis so he needed a second to answer.

"Is Lou with you right now?"

"No, why?" Harry sat up the slight feeling of concern overcame him. "Did anything happen?"

"No, no, no I just needed to make sure he wouldn't listen, I need to talk to you." Harry sight in relief.

"About what?"

"About his birthday."

Niall explained to Harry the plan he, Zayn and Liam had for the whole day. Nothing huge but he was sure Louis would like it.

"So are you in?"

"Yes totally."