Falling For Forbidden

Chapter Eleven

Harry's POV

I stepped inside Louis' house and let myself collapse on his couch. I've only been here a couple of times, but I've never felt so at home before. Louis walked over to me and held out his hand. "You need to come to the bathroom so we can get you cleaned" his demand send shivers down my spine. It sounded so hot and wrong, all though he didn't mean it in that way at all. I took his hand and we walked toward the door of his bathroom.

Once we both got inside, he grabbed a towel and wet it a little. He gestured me to sit down on the edge of his big bath and he placed himself next to me. He slowly padded the hurt spots around my eye, which I could see had swollen really bad through the bathroom mirror. I winced a little, but tried my best not to have it noticed by Louis. A few seconds later, Louis moved a towel to my nose and tried to wipe the dried blood off of my face. At last he took a careful look at my lip and told me it would heal eventually. I smiled softly, trying to avoid my lip to pop open again. Louis kissed me softly and rested our foreheads together. Then he grabbed a cooling bag and told me to hold it against my torn ear.

He took a good look at my arms, but there was not very much he could do about the bruises forming on there. He kept on staring at it with sad eyes until I snapped him out of his thoughts. He cleared his throat and helped me to stand up.

"C-can you take off your shirt?" he asked and I could tell he was nervous. I did as I was told and I watched how Louis' eyes fixed on my stomach. Goosebumps formed on my exposed skin and I swallowed the lump in my throat. Louis got closer and looked me up and down. I was not quite sure of he was checking me out or if he was looking at the bruises. Louis wiped away a little blood on my hip and then nod, telling me it was alright. "You should..- Uh..-" he stuttered, trying to get his attention back. "You should put the cooling bag on the bruises on your stomach as well once we're done here" I nod slowly and I couldn't help but chuckle. I love seeing Louis so nervous and he looked so small and awkward. He noticed my small laugh and slapped my arm playfully, then remembered it was all aching and whispered tons of 'sorry's'. I just laughed again and got lost in his eyes once more. "How are your legs?" he asked.

"They hurt, but I'm sure it's nothing. My face was the worst. I'll take care of the rest" I nervously answered. I wanted Louis to touch me more, but the thought of me standing there in just my boxers made me kind of uncomfortable.

"Alright" he said. "Let me get you some other clothes since yours are pretty dirty" Louis walked out and I went to sit back on the edge of the bath. I waited for him to come back while I took a look at the bruises on my stomach and arms myself. Liam and his friends had beaten me up pretty well...

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Once Louis had returned I put on the clothes he gave me. For a moment I was scared he would bring me some of his teacher clothes and a tie, but he just gave me some sweatpants and a baggy shirt. The clothes smelled like Louis and I couldn't help but nuzzle my face in the fabric for a moment.

Once I was changed, I put my dirty clothes in Louis' washing up and opened to door to his living room. I snuggled down next to a waiting Louis and he kissed my temple. "You look cute in my clothes" he said near my ear and I hid my blushing face in his neck. "I made us some hot chocolate" Louis pointed to the cups on the table. Both were overfilled with whipped cream. I smiled at him as he handed me one.

"Thanks, Lou"

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We'd spent most of what was left from the day cuddling, watching movies, drinking hot chocolate and tea and we ate like a billion of cookies. It was almost dinner time and mom was probably wondering where I was. I had to go home, but I didn't want to. I like to be around Louis too much and I don't want to explain what happened with Liam to my mom. I was scared to ask Louis, although I had stayed here before. I was just afraid he'd say no...