Living with my autistic boyfriend

Toy cars

Please read: Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long since I updated! I've been babysitting three week old puppies that have to be fed every two hours even through the night! But I'm back! Just out of curiosity...who is still reading this fic? I have more ideas for it but just want to know if anyone is still reading....I won't continue if nobody is. Anyways, enjoy reading!

Louis's POV:

After a few minutes, I was able to get harry out and into the living room once again. It took a lot, I wasn't allowed to touch him and if I did it was minimal.

He was sitting on the floor in front of the tv, just staring up at the ceiling as he hummed with two fingers in his mouth. I wonder what happened? I mean, it's not unusual for him to not like touches...a lot of people with the same condition have that problem. But, it happened so fast and out of nowhere. I know he doesn't mean anything by it, maybe I was being to clingy or something...I don't know. At least he's calm and happy now, that's all that matters.

I headed out into the kitchen to start on lunch since it was 11:48, Harry likes to have lunch around 12:10, anything later upsets him. I opened up the freezer in hopes of something catching my eye that I could easily prepare. I'm not sure about harry, but I'm pretty sick of ham sandwiches.

As I went to grab a package of hotdogs out, I heard Harry whine from the living room. I slowly walked out the kitchen and watched harry from afar. He was still looking up at the ceiling with his fingers in his mouth.

" Lou! Looouu! ". He whined, looking around the room as he hummed.

I cautiously made my way over and sat in front of him. It's not very often I hear my name being called, well the nickname Harry gave me.

" hey baby, what's up? ". I asked, carefully placing a hand on his knee. I know I was testing my limits but I couldn't help but want to snuggle him. He's just so cuddly looking.

My hand didn't last long on his knee, he instantly pushed me away and began humming loudly. I just sighed and put a little bit of distance between us. If I didn't, I know for sure that I'll end up grabbing him and cuddle him to death which will result in a tantrum. Harry was beautiful in my eyes. He has long, brown, curly hair that I just want to play in all the time. I especially love his dimples when he smiles or giggles. His eyes such a beautiful bright green. He had such a sweet personality as well. It's hard for some people to see around Harry being autistic, but honestly he's the most sweetest, loving, beautiful boy I ever encountered. I know he has his ups and downs and so do I, but after we work through it, it's worth every little bit to see him smile.

" wan' dat ". Harry mumbled, grabbing onto a strand of his hair.

" what baby? What do you want? You've got to use your words to tell me ".

I watched as Harry's eye wondered around silently, not responding to my questions.

" hun ", I tapped his knee to try and gain his attention. He whined in return and swatted my hand away, " I don't know what you want. What is it? ".

He still wasn't responding, I sighed before starting to get up. I felt a tug on my hand and realized harry was forcibly pulling me back down.

" uh! Wan' dat ". He yelled, pointing behind me as I slowly sat down again.

I followed the direction of his finger to see that he was pointing at a red bucket over in the corner. I smiled before I retrieved the item he asked for.

" you want your car babes? Is that what you wanted? ". I questioned, picking up a random colored car that was inside the red bucket.

Harry went to snatch the item out of my hand when I pulled it from his reach. He whined and slammed his fist onto the ground.

" No sir, I asked you a question. Is the cars what you wanted? ".

Harry yelled something incoherent and tried snatching the car again. When he didn't get it, he grabbed onto my arm and forcibly pulled me closer in order to get it. His grip was strong and very tight, it was actually beginning to hurt.

" Harry! No! That's not what we do when we want something! ". He wasn't listening as he continued to try and get the toy.

" listen to me! ", I raised my voice, causing harry to whine and cover his ears.

I sighed as I ran a hand threw my hair. I took a deep breath to calm down before talking to harry. I know I need to have patience with him, getting frustrated at him will only result in a tantrum and a headache. Harry whined and rocked himself while covering his ears.

" I know, love. I'm very sorry, I was to loud ". I gently reached over to try and remove his hands. He whined and swatted me away.

" alright, alright. I won't touch but that means you have to listen. What do we say when we want something? ". I asked, watching as Harry's eyes wondered around the room.

I held up a car in front of his face and obtained his attention. He went to grab it as I pulled it away.

" what do we say when we want something, harry? ". I questioned again, watching as he whined. Usually I would give in but I want harry to learn how to socialize better. I don't want him completely shut out from the world. I don't want to scare him, but I won't always be here forever. I won't live forever and harry is a bit younger then me.

" wan' dat ". He said, bouncing up and down again. He was pointing to the car in my hand.

" now, what do you say in order to get it? ". I watched as Harry's attention turned towards my shoes. He pulled on the laces as he hummed.

" Harry? ". I tried again, he looked up at me for a split second before he looked away and stuffed his fingers in his mouth.

" pwease ". His word was muffled due to having his fingers in his mouth but it was still understandable.

" yes! That's exactly what you say! Now you can have the car! ". I handed over the blue tinted car as harry squealed and snatched it immediately.

" c-car-a ". Harry mumbled, repeating the word every few minutes as he gently ran his fingers over the smooth texture of the small toy car.

" yes baby! Car! That's a good boy! ". I cheered, clapping my hands gently, didn't want to be to loud and upset him.

He giggled and squealed while flapping his arms happily. His dimples were showing and his giggles were so contagious I couldn't help but smile. How could anyone not love him?

" now, can I have a kiss? ". I asked, leaning over towards him.

He looked up at me before pushing my face away with his hand. I fake gasped as I pretended to be hurt.

" you don't wanna give me a kiss? Now I'm gonna be sad! ". I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest.

Harry whined as he grabbed onto the front of my shirt and smashed his lips to mine, quickly returning to his cars. I chuckled before leaning over and giving him a much gentler kiss then he gave me. That made him squeal and tap his lips with his fingers and smile.

I watched as Harry took all the cars out of the bucket and placed them all in front of him. He then began sorting them by color. This is something he does often with certain things of his. He will line them up in a straight line, starting with red and going all the way down the rainbow. After he has placed them, no one is allowed to touch them. That's why I have to put them up when he goes to bed, until then they stay out for me to trip over. He's obsessed with his cars and they are one of the main things he organizes, he's done this since I've met him. I just watched him silently before glancing at the clock. It read 12:08. Shit! I didn't get to make lunch yet.