Please remember me

11-Pieces of a puzzle

The kiss brought them closer together. Harry noticed a change in Louis's behaviour towards him. He was no longer stressed out because of him.

Another week had gone by. They spent the days in the studio working on the new album and the evenings in front of the tv.

It was almost like before except for one crucial difference: Louis's lack of memory. They weren't snuggling or anything but Louis was relaxed in his company.

"So what do you wanna watch?" Louis asked.

"Love actually?" Harry grinned.

"A rom-com again?" Louis rolled his eyes.

Harry smacked his arm playfully.
"Hey! I like them!" he pouted.

Louis looked at his face and broke out in a smile. "How am I suppose to say no to that?" He pointed at Harry's face and Harry grinned.

"You're too cute for your own good." Louis muttered and Harry blushed.

He stood up to get the DVD and put it in The DVD-player.

They settled down on the sofa. Louis threw a blanket over them both and nuzzled in. Half through the movie Louis fell asleep and he ended up with his head in Harry's lap. Harry couldn't resist. He gently strokes Louis's hair. He looked down on the sleeping boy and his heart swelled from the love he felt for him. He tucked him in with the blanket and continued to watch the movie with a smile on his lips.

Harry woke up. He looked down at Louis. What was going on? Louis was moving around and he was breathing heavy. All of a sudden he let out a moan and Harry held his breath. Was Louis having a sex dream? He didn't know how to react. Louis continued to moan and whimper and Harry was frozen.

"Yes...Harry...."

Oh my fucking God. Louis had a sex dream about him? That was so hot! But he shouldn't be here to witness it. Louis would be so embarrassed.

He tried to carefully get up from the sofa but it was difficult when Louis was laying in his lap. He managed to slide to the side and gently put Louis's head down on the sofa instead. He was about to get up when Louis's voice sounded.

"Harry?"

Was he still dreaming? Harry looked down and was met with two beautiful blue eyes.

"Hi." Harry didn't know what to say.

Louis sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"I was dreaming..."

Harry's breath hitched.
"Yeah?"

Louis blushed.
"This is embarrassing. I dreamt about you and me..."

"You don't have to tell me." Harry hurried to chip in.

Louis stared at him with furrowed eyebrows.
"It felt so real...but it couldn't be... it's just, this is what happened to me mums. I started to dream about us and then it turned out to be memories. I'm so confused! But this must have been just a dream, right?"

Harry gulped and took a deep breath.
"Tell me about the dream then."

Louis blushed.
"I...fuck...okay! Don't judge me for my dreams. Okay, Harry?"

"Never. It's okay. Just tell me." Harry mumbled.

"I...I walked into your bedroom and you were crying. I hugged you and said I was sorry. Then I...kissed you. You stopped me. Then I asked if you didn't want me to and you said yes but we needed to talk. Then we kissed again and we made out...and you..." Louis's cheeks turned even redder and he avoided Harry's eyes. "You gave me ehm... oral sex." Louis blurted out and hid his face in his hands. "I'm sorry I'm such a creep, Harry! God! I..."