Locker 17

Chapter 66

*Harry's POV*

"Do you smell that?" I quickly lift myself up from the bed. Louis hurries to pick his pants off the floor. 

"The cookies!" He yells. He stumbles when putting his jeans back one, almost falling over while putting the first leg inside them. I pick my shirt off the floor, slipping it on followed by my jeans.

"Shit shit shit." Louis' still out of breath but he manages to get the words out of his mouth and run downstairs. I waddle behind Louis picking my pants up as I follow him. 

"Open the windows!" Louis yells. It's not as bad as I thought. The kitchen isn't fully filled with smoke, only a small amount. Louis grabs the mittens that are on the table and opens the oven. He begins to cough when the smoke out of the oven escapes at the moment when he opens it. The oven is fully engulfed in smoke but nothing that will cause damage or anything. 

"Louis what is this?" I turn around to find Johannah standing right outside the kitchen, great.

"Don't worry mum. I'll have this place clean in no time." Louis picks up the tray full of burn cookies, dumping them into the trash can. 

"Harry, I think it's better if you leave." She gives me a weak smile, moving away from the front of the kitchen entrance to excuse me. I was going to offer to help and I still do but his mum's in a pissy mood. Someone didn't get it in with Thomas last night. I keep my comments to myself avoiding any problems and walk over to Louis. 

"I'll see you tomorrow at school since I don't have first period off anymore." I know for a fact that Louis' going to want to sleep in. If it weren't for the fucking weed I would have the period off, maybe fuck Louis in the back of my car on our way to school or have him suck me up or some shit. What else can you do in an hour?

"Yeah sure." He's too focused on cleaning the kitchen he won't even pay any attention to me. 

"Um I'll see you then." 

"Mhm." He's about to walk away from me until I grab his arm and pull him to me.

"I love you." I say to him. His face only inches away, his eyes now focused on mine. He searches my face and reaches up to kiss me. He pulls away three times, three kisses. 

"Why three?" I don't understand what his intention was.

"The table I should tap on is dirty and full of flower, so why not make it kiss." I swear I could never get enough of him, ever. 

"Anytime now boys." Louis' mum calls out from behind me. No wonder my mum's such good friends with her, they're both similar. 

I give Louis one last kiss leaving him with his duties. Louis' mum is still stood in the same place. Someone needs to make her day better, why not me? I walk over to her and pull her into my arms. She's even shorter than Louis, so tiny. She's taken back by my affection towards her when I kiss her cheek making her eyes widen and cheeks blush. 

"Don't get mad at him, it was my fault. I'd stay and help but it's obvious that you don't want me here so I'll just leave. Sorry for the mess." I nod my head and excuse myself from the house. 

*Louis' POV*

"He's a keeper isn't he?" My mum's attitude changes as soon as Harry leaves. What the hell?

"You think so?"

"I know so." Her smile is cheering, the total opposite of the sour frown she had when she first walked in. 

"Why are you so," I point at her "but right now you were so," I point away from her. She starts to sweep the floor without asking.

"I needed to get Harry out of here so I could talk to you." The wide smile hasn't left her face.