One night with you

Chapter 22

He's lying on his bed staring up at the ceiling and playing with the paper airplane necklace Louis gave him. Harry is thinking about the smaller boy far more than he should. He just can't get the blue eyed beauty out of his head. The four of them got home late the next day. They left the hotel around ten pm and Harry decided he should probably go home for the first time in nearly three weeks. Chase and Niall went separate ways as well since they've been together for nearly two days straight as well.

If he didn't know any better he would say Louis was disappointed that Harry decided to spend the night at his own home. He knew that wasn't the case though. It was just his imagination. Harry looks down at the necklace and sighs. Louis' painting is hanging over his television right in front of him. Why does he miss Louis? They were with each other just three hours ago. The only person Harry has ever missed outside of his family has been Zayn so this was a new feeling for him. Then again he's never felt any romantic feel toward anyone before so the unfamiliar feeling of missing Louis isn't too unfamiliar.

Louis on the other hand is sat at his breakfast bar with a cup of hot coco in his hands, watching the snow fall outside the floor to ceiling windows of his flat. It was just past eleven but he was wide awake. He couldn't sleep while missing Harry so much. He was in fact disappointed when Harry says he was going to go home for the night. He tried not to show it because he wasn't mean to show those kind of things toward Harry. He hates what's happening to him. He hates that he's becoming so dependent on Harry but he can't help it.

Neither of them know what's happening to them, but they both hate it and love it at the same time. For the first time Harry has someone he wants to protect with his life. Someone he just wants to be around all the time. And for the first time Louis has someone to protect him. He has someone to fall back on. They hate it though because they're never had this before. It scares the both of them. It feel so good though. And this is enough for Harry to snatch his phone fall back on. They hate it though because they're never had this before. It scares the both of them. It feel so good though. And this is enough for Harry to snatch his phone off the nightstand and quickly pull up Louis' contact to call him.

Louis is only halfway done his coco when he hears his phone ringing. He expects it to be Liam since he hasn't heard from him in a few days. That's okay though, he's having fun with Zayn and his family. He looks at the caller I.D. and a large smile spreads across his face when he sees Harry's name. he picks up the phone and quickly unlocks it to answer. 'Harry.' He says in happiness and in curiosity over when he would be calling him. 'Hi Lou.' Harry says sweetly.

Louis sits down on one of the stools, still looking out at the snow. 'Is um., everything okay?' 'Yeah, every things fine. I was um, I was just calling to erm, to see how you are.' Harry things that's so stupid to say. They saw each other three hours ago. Louis smiles again. 'I'm good, I um, I guess.' 'Why you guess?' Louis wants to tell him it's because he's sad, that he missing him but he knows that is completely out of the question. Harry can never know that.

Harry can never know how his feelings have changed. He was worried about that months ago when he found out Louis had a boyfriend before. He was petrified that Louis' feeling steward him would change since he dated someone before. Louis laughed in his face and assumed his that would never happen which made Harry so, so relieved. He can never know. 'Louis?' Louis jumps at Harry's voice and snaps out of his thoughts. 'Yeah. Sorry I'm here. I um, just a little tired.'

Harry is disappointed. 'Oh, od you want me to let you go to bed?' 'No,' Louis says too quickly. He doesn't want to stop talking to Harry. 'I um, it's not that kind of tired. I'm actually wide awake just... I guess concerts just take a lot out of you, you know?' Harry smiles. He didn't want to let Louis go. 'Yeah I know.' Harry wants to tell him he misses him. 'What're you up to?' He asks instead. 'Just in my kitchen with some hot chocolate. I'm trying to come up with some painting ideas too I suppose.'