Chapter thirty-six :)

Harry was awake running his fingertips along with the lettering on Louis' chest listening to his slow heartbeat when the door suddenly swung open "Hey H do you know where Louis is- oh god!" Niall quickly covered his eyes with one hand and stumbled backwards out of the room. Harry couldn't help but laugh. Niall almost tripped.

"Call me when you have clothes on!" he yelled through the door. "Arent we covered by the sheets?" Louis asked in a raspy voice, eyes half-lidded and hair messed up. "He's being overdramatic," Harry laughed wrapping the blanket around his waist and went over to the closet.

He chose his standard outfit consisting of a hoodie and his trusty skinnies. Someone knocked "Tommo did you have a good night sleep yesterday??" Liam asked amused "I show you Tommo if you guys don't stop." he yelled back laughing. "Throw over some clothes Haz," he growled in his pillow.

Harry did as asked and gave him one of his loose hoodies which would look extra huge on Louis and a pair of blue ripped jeans that didn't fit him anyway. Louis looked so adorable with that outfit just as Harry already thought. The jeans were loose on him and the sleeves of the hoodie were way too long, reaching to the middle of his upper leg.

"Why are you smiling so wide," Louis asked wrapping his arms around Harry's middle, smiling up into his face. There it was, that beautiful smile, Harry hadn't noticed that he was staring at the smaller boy for a while now. "You look cute in my clothes" He answered before leaning down to kiss him.

A little flashing light interrupted them. What was that? Harry turned to his right, where he saw Niall holding a phone right in front of his face. "This one is cute, look" showing them the display. "I'm gonna kill you, Neal," Louis warned chasing after Niall who was running outside laughing loudly. Niall hated it when someone pronounced his name like that which was exactly why Louis did. "Give me the phone."

"Good night huh?" Zayn who placed his hand on Harry's shoulder said smiling as he watched Niall and Louis fighting playfully and rolling through the sand outside. Harry chuckled, wondering how long the boys will tease them with it. It was their last day at the beach, and to enjoy it, they decided to have breakfast outside.

The whole vacation was such a good time off that Harry really needed, but now they were back home. Well, he was at his mom's house, she and Gemma had asked him out. It was so good to see her again it had been ages since they last met in person.

"I knew it!" she yelled "Shh!" Harry hissed rushing over to his door to close it. "Was it good?" Gemma sat on the ground leaning against his bed while Harry unpacked his stuff. "Gemma!" he said offended, he wouldn't talk to her about this that was too intimate. "Okayy" She laughed flicking through one of her textbooks.

"Did you know that a person eats an average of 60,000 pounds of food in their lifetime?"

A picture of Niall popped up in Harry's head. No, he didn't know that "That's a lot."

Harry found a hoodie at the very bottom of his bag, that belonged to Louis. He must have taken by mistake, shrugging his shoulders, good for him. "So? What are your plans?" Gemma asked taking a sip of her coffee. "Plans?" Harry folded the sweater and put it neatly into the closet. "College, work," She started.

"Family, house, kids" she quickly added as Harry was about to answer, he gave her a deadly glance. "You are unbelievable."

"It was worth a try."

"I don't know yet." Harry let himself down next to her sipping at the cup. Okay since he drank it like he breathed air didn't taste that good anymore. He made a face if he swallowed it. Ugh, disgusting. "I mean, not everyone knows what they want to become just like that." Gemma stroked his head.

"You still have time for that, I found out that I want to become an author just a few weeks before I graduated so don't worry." She smiled softly "How is that going by the way?" She was just about to say something when Harry's phone made a noise. Weird usually it was on silent (at least on buzzing).

It was a message from Niall, a photo. "Awwww" Gemma screeched excitedly, snapping the phone out of Harry's hand. It was the picture Niall had taken in the morning. It was actually pretty cute Harry had to admit, the way Louis's arms were wrapped around Harry's waist with the way too long sleeves smiling up to him.

"Give it back" Gemma turned to the side when Harry tried to grab it. "Oh my god, the way he looks at you AAAAAAAA." She squeaked acting overdramatic. It made Harry laugh. "Okay enough." Finally, he got his phone back and looked at the picture for a while. "So when do you gonna see him again?" She ripped Harry out of his thoughts by bumping his shoulder.

"Tomorrow." Anne had called them downstairs for lunch and for a moment it felt actually like when he was younger and Gemma still lived with them. She told a lot of stories that happened at college, and they laughed together. Harry forgot all that happened between him and his mom for a while, just enjoying the moment.

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"I'll be right there," Louis said through the phone, Harry didn't even have to say a word it has become routine that he called Louis when he was at his door. The doorbell still didn't work properly so Louis had to come downstairs and open it. Damn, they had become a really good rehearsed team over time.

No wonder. Harry came over almost every day since Louis was done with all of his finals. "I definitely have to call the landlord soon, it starts getting annoying." The door opened and Harry took a step in, a blast of cold air came out of the house, it was really refreshing since it was really hot the last couple of weeks.

His room had no air conditioner, and it was on the last floor which was horrible in the summertime, it was always burning hot up there. He inhaled the cold air overdramatically, Louis laughing with it. "Don't get used to it." Louis said hurrying upstairs "Why?" Harry followed, watching Louis grab his car keys and phone as he made his way to the fridge.

An annoying habit, every time he came over his first instinct was to check the food. "Cuz we're going out."

"What? where?" Harry made a confused face and closed the fridge, nothing very interesting init. His eyes wandered up to the fairy lights that still hung around the room, not as much as in December but still a few. Louis wanted to keep them so badly Harry had no chance to change his mind. He was probably the only person that uses string lights in summer. But he kept on saying they look cosy. He is so soft. "I thought we would stay here."

"I have a game today." His voice excited. Louis had signed into the team again after a long, long discussion. He got in for the last semester but he never played games he was always sitting on the bench with a few others. A proud smile spread over Harry's face "I told you you were good enough." he cheered

Louis smiled and kissed Harry softly. "Oh and-" he started turning around before he reached the door "watch out" He warned throwing something silvery at Harry, he caught it. His reflexes are praised. "What is this" Stupid question, he took a look at the small metal in his palm.  "A key you dummy." Luis smiled and made his way downstairs "For me?!"

"No for your cat." Sassy sarcasm. "Make sure you lock the door before you come down." He yelled already outside. He didn't even have a cat. He locked the door, the smile on his face hurting as wide as it was. Louis door. With his own key. Harry couldn't stop smiling the whole ride over to the little station they were playing at.

However, one question bothered him as he eyed the key at his keychain. Did Louis want him to move in?! Like permanently?! Or was it just so Louis didn't have to walk downstairs every time? He looked back up to see his boyfriend run over the field a big smile on his face as he kicked the ball. It warmed his heart to see Louis at his passion, how could he ever have stopped playing? It made him clearly happy.

The other lads also joyned Harry cheering Louis up. It was the last game they played together as a team before school was over. The first half didn't go well for them, no goals so far but the enemy team also had none so at least they weren't losing. Louis spotted them all together as he had the ball and was running towards the goal. "Yes, Tommo!" Liam yelled next to Harry clapping his hands, as well as Niall and Zayn "You get this!"

Louis' eyes stopped at Harry, he gave him a proud smile and Nodded towards the goal to tell Louis to shoot that fucking goal and win this game. He knew Louis would rock it, his heart was racing anyway. The next few seconds were quiet and full of tension. All the eyes focused on the ball, only a few seconds left until the game was over.

Harry caught himself biting his nails, Liam covered his mouth with his hands, Niall and Zayn were just sitting there staring. Louis stretched and shot, it seemed like in slow motion. Harry clenched his jay watching the ball shoot towards the net. The boys around him jumped up "Goal!!" everyone cheered excitedly.

Louis looked shocked over at them as if he didn't expect to hit it. He just won the game. And before his team could celebrate him he ran across the field towards them. All four guys climbed over the fence running towards Louis, ending up in a group hug. "You did it!" They jumped excitedly. Louis and he shared a look "I told you." Harry mouthed, Liam, pulling them all tighter together, Louis smiled widened.

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Louis had introduced Harry to a few of his mates, they were all pretty nice actually. A guy named Kevin was passing out alcohol. "No thanks" Harry wasn't a big fan of alcohol, Louis also denied, because he still had to drive home. Liam, Zayn and Niall already left a half hour after the game was over.

It started getting late when Louis and Harry were finally back at the car "Ugh," Louis sighed as he let himself fall into the passenger seat. Harry persuaded Louis to let him drive, Louis looked too exhausted and he almost fell asleep on their way home, Louis house. 

He unlocked the door with his own key and walked into the (air-conditioned) room."You hungry?" Harry asked texting his mom a message that he wouldn't come home today and looked through the fridge once again. "Starving" Louis grumbled out of the bedroom.

Harry cooked something while the older boy took a shower. "So, what do you think?" Louis asked rubbing his hair with a towel "Here taste this." Harry gave Louis a spoon full of sauce turning some buttons of the stove to turn it off. "Think of what?" Harry took two plates out of the cupboard and placed the noodles on them.

"About moving in. Wow, this tastes good." Harry turned around abruptly "Like official? With all of my stuff? And like-"

"Yes, Harry, with all of your stuff." Louis approved, his smile so wide his dimples showed up. He had already lived together with Louis for a while in the past but not like this. Why was he even thinking? A smile took over "Yes" he thrilled excited. But he was also nervous, this is a big step.