Locker 17

Chapter 53

*Louis' POV*

The morning sun awakes me from my dreams.

"Fuck, Harry it's morning." I whisper. I pat around me trying to find him but I can't feel him. I'm finally able to open one of my eyes, only to discover I'm no longer in Harry's car. I open my other eye, rubbing them with the back of my hands. I sit up frantically, from my bed? What is this? My mirror, my dresser, my closet, my bed. What am I doing here? I scratch the back of my head trying to put the pieces together but I can't. It's day time now, the sun's out, no snow covered windows. Everything from last night feels like it was just a nightmare. I look over to my nightstand, quickly grabbing my phone, punching in Harry's number. Three rings is all it takes.

"Hello?" His morning voice is almost heavenly, deep, groggy, and rough.

"Harry?"

"Oh, hey."

"Morning, what exactly happened last night?" I ask, unsure about everything that I think happened.

"Well," he clears his throat. I can hear ruffling sounds in the background, signalling sitting up in bed, "to begin with I beat the shit out of that little bitch. Then I fucked you in the back of my car, where you were loud as fuck", my cheeks turn hot by his use of words, "I claimed you mine, having you scream out my name. I think you even woke up the neighbourhood, considering the amount of lights that turned on from the inside of the buildings around us." I can almost see him smiling on the other side. I gasp at his comment.

"You're lying!" I yell into the phone.

"Teasing, teasing." He chuckles. 

"How did you get me home in the first place? I thought you fell asleep?"

*Harry's POV*

"How did you get me home in the first place? I thought you fell asleep?" He asks from the other side of the line.

"I did, then I woke up before you. On the other hand you were passed out, not passed out but you're a deep sleeper. I woke up after a few hours and drove you home. And yes I lied to your mum about what happened and why you were so late. Never in a million years would I think that you're mum would be happy to see me delivering you in the middle of the night. Although she did question me about everything we were doing, I lied obviously." I lie, almost everything is a lie. I never did fall asleep, I only pretended. I felt the need to see him sleep, something I've been longing to see. The way his eyelashes curled up as he slept, slight snores coming from his mouth. The way his brows would rise up like if he was talking to someone, the way he'd crinkle his nose when I'd tease him while he was sleep with my finger brushing over the delicate skin on his nose. Everything seemed heavenly about him, like having an angel in my arms for once, a moment I'd want to cherish for ever, even if it was in a car with fogged up windows and thick air. It was all worth the view in the end. I watched him sleep about an hour after I looked at the time and realised it was later than I expected. At first I really wasn't going to do shit and just lay there with him,  in the end I knew his mum would kill him or was worried. I did what was right and took him home. Now lying to his mum was a piece of cake. I carried him in my arms up to the front door knocking on it once I was at the foot of it. His mum opened the door, she was asleep already. I regret my decision on bringing him back, maybe his mum didn't care after all? I made a cheap excuse on how we went for a drive around town and he fell asleep in the car, kind of like how babies do. She didn't even question it, instead she led me inside and to his room. She rubbed her eyes and went back to her room, never saying one word. Once she was inside her room, I laid Louis down on his bed, placing him under the comforter and tucking him in. The view there was even more precious. I thought twice about staying there but I knew my mum would freak if I didn't get home. On my way home, the only thing on my mind was how could I ever risk loosing him, even if it was for the littlest shit like Noah. I realised I wasn't going to let anything get in my way from now on and would have to do everything I can to keep him next to me. 

Louis soon disrupts my thoughts when he begins to talk again.

*Louis' POV*

"Ah. So what are your plans for today?" I sheepishly ask, finally breaking the long pause by Harry.

"Uh other than having you explain why you were still talking to Noah, I have none." Just when I thought he'd let it go. I shake my head and stand up from bed, approaching my dresser trying to look for something to wear. I lift my shoulder up to my ear so my phone won't slip, leaving my hands free to pick out something.

"What do you say if we go out or grab some food to eat?" 

"Does a movie sound good?" The pitch of his voice highers.

"Sure." I say accepting his offer. Going to the movies doens't call for a cardigan or a sweater, more like a plain tee? "Hey, what do you think I shoul-" I begin to say before I'm interrupted by him.

"Fucking shit!" His voice sounds distant from the phone. I know it's nothing concerning me.

"What?" I ask, still holding up the phone with the top of my shoulder.

"London. I was supposed to be going there yesterday, that way I'd have an extra day to put my shit together. That way on Sunday I'd be ready and rested." London? Why the hell does he need to go to London for? 

"London?" I've never been to London, all I know is that it's big, and that's really it. Oh and all the things from History class that they talk about. 

"Oh right, I haven't told you," haven't told me what? "I have to go turn in some paperwork to apply for UNI. I figured that as long as I'm over there I'd stop by and visit my cousin's while I'm at it. After taking you're advice of having an education further than high school, it kind of clicked. My cousin was the one that told me about the great UNI's there are over there, you should apply too. It's never to early." Since when is he so interested in his future? This doesn't even sound like the Harry I know. Applying to UNI? Are you kidding me? 

"So does that mean you have plans now?" 

"Just for tomorrow."

"But don't you have to get going?"

"Not this second, it's barley one in the afternoon. Why?" And he still has to ask why. Because I need to you, you idiot. I don't say anything, just ponder at the though of not getting to see Harry even longer now.  The four days we weren't seeing each other because of the whole Noah thing was bad enough, now this? After my long silence he finally speaks up, answering my thoughts.

"I could always come over in the short time I have now? Only if you want to, there's enough time to order some pizza and watch a movie at your place?" I can't help but smile at his effort on trying to content me. 

"Yes!" My voice sounding too desperate but I frankly don't give a damn at this point.

"I'll be there in ten, and don't think for a minute I'm going to let the Noah thing pass, I'm not done with that yet." This boy just won't let it go, will he?

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