Clarity

After that not another word was exchanged except soft goodnights. I fell asleep almost the instant our bodies hit the matress, mine evolved in his.
I didn't have a single dream either that night, I was revently in a pleasent sleep, one I arose from at the brink of dawn because someone was blasting their music right next to my ear.
The glory of a nation dies
The symbol of this war is coming
A warning meant to save our lives from
F.E.A.R.'s religion

Out of the depths we crawled to light
Never give in when the fire ris-
The music was then cut off by a grunt from Harry as the bed dip slightly from having a small object being tossed on it.
"Sorry baby, I forgot to put in my headphones." Harry's groggy voice mumbled, his lips grazing my ear before he laid back down next to me and draped an arm over me. "It's okay, you can make up for it later." I mumbled back, letting my eyes drift back shut as I nuzzled my face back into the pillow.
"How?" He asked, his warm breathing fanning the cool skin on the back of my neck. "I'll think of something." I say, popping an eye open to glance at the clock which read 5:03, meaning it was early. "How about morning sex?" Harry asked, resting a hand loosely on my hip and I squirmed away from him.
"Is sex like your middle name?" I asked, my tone a bit groggy and playful. "Only when it comes to you." He whispered, kissing the back of my neck then I yawned softly as I rolled over to look at him. Harry look just as fine in the morning as he would in the dead center of the day.
His curls were messy, resembling a distraut nest, and his face was a bit pale making him have a vampire appearance. Only he was no Edward.
"So you changed your middle name for me?" I asked, pinching his cheek, and he batted my hand away with a slight scoff. "No! I won't change any part of my name unless it's my last." He states, a small grin then appearing on his face and I could do nothing more but laugh at his disposition.
"So you'd be willing the take an awful last name?" I asked, and he raised an eyebrow. "Your last name isn't that bad Tomlinson." He purrs, cupping my cheek, and running his thumb over my chin.
"True, I should get an award for how flawless my last name is." I teased, nuzzling my face into his hand, the cool metal of his matching promise ring digging into my face. Last night had been a night I would never forget as long as I lived, I could promise everyone that. I could not fathom my emotions into proper definition for so many were pulsing through me, then and now.
"That you shall." Harry sighs, that dreamy look crossing his defined features, and I smiled softly. "Last night was amazing." I commented, many more compliments on the tip of my tongue, but sometimes it was better to save compliments for bad moments so you had words of comfort for the person.
"I agree whole heartedly." Harry said, tracing the feature of my smile with his index finger, then a soft, drawn out breath passed his lips. "I live to see you smile." He whispers, pinching my bottom lip softly and I grabbed his hand before kissing it.
"I just want to see you live happily." I say truthfully. I did, I really did. I wanted the pain in Harry's life to stop now and be replaced with joy, and love. Two elements that were amazing to have in your system. Better then the strongest vodka.
"As long as your by my side." He said, wrapping both arms around me and pulling me up against his bare chest, both of us smiling, yet our smiles having different meanings. "How could I leave?" I asked, and Harry snickered.
"Exactly, because if you did you'd be in jail." He says, it being my turn to scoff now. "Jail? Isn't that crossing the line there?" I huffed, knowing he was kidding, but still was a bit offended. "The same way you crossed my lines in class Mr. Tomlinson." He said, fluttering his eyes shut as a smirk rested on his face.
"So your saying I behave now that I'm with you?" I asked, sitting up on my elbow, and he nodded. "Yes, but on a different note you'd still be in trouble if you left me. Especially if you didn't love me, and were leading me on." He sighed.
"I wouldn't ever ever ever ever! Lead someone on!" I exclaim, jumping onto his stomach, and he made a small 'oof' sound. "That almost made me loose yesterday's lunch Louis!" He whined, resting a hand on my thigh as I poked his nose.
"Well good thing I haven't been over eating lately." I say, and he grabs my finger before biting it. "You know, random thought, you get excited alot. Your amusingly animated, and have a very peculiar knack for trouble making in the mist of your excitement." He says, pressing my finger to his lips.
"Well look who woke up as Shakespere! Welcome home buddy." I laughed, pulling my hand away and swatting at his face. "Thank you. Thank you." He says, swatting me back prior to sitting up on his elbows.
"Now though, speaking of Shakespere, I do believe we're going back home tonight, and do you know what today is?" He asked, looking up at me, and I shrugged. "Hopefully not your birthday because I don't feel like baking a cake today." I say, earning another swat.
"No goof, it's Halloween today!'' He exclaims, and I feel my eyes widdened in surprise. Was he serious? Was it seriously Halloween? Did that much time really pass by? "Seriously?" I asked, and he nodded. "And do you know what that means?" He asked, biting his lip while I shook my head.
"It means, tonight when we get home I'm going to have my Halloween party!" He announced, and immediately my insides soared with excitement, not just from the fact I had a giant party to look forward to tonight, but the fact that it was Halloween and we were going home!
Well actually I was a bit disappointed we were going home, because I was enjoying our time here, but I'm sure we'll be taking another vacation like this again. Well hopefully not exactly like this because that would mean a new person coming to live in Doncaster, because they were hospitalized by an abusive dad.
Yeesh.
"That's awesome! What time are we leaving?" I asked, rolling off of Harry, and sitting down next to him. "Hopefully we'll be in the jet and home by three." He says, sitting up completely as well. "Sounds good." I say, stretching, pretending not to notice Harry's hungry eyes scoping my body.
"It is." He said, licking his lips as he leaned foreward and kissed my chest then slid off the bed. For a moment I was quiet as I watched him move around the room, pulling together an outfit for the day, then he snapped his fingers.
"Oh! I forgot to tell you!" He exclaimed. "Forgot to tell me what?" I inquired curiously, leaning foreward on my elbows so I could prop my chin up in my hands.
"There's a really good chance some of your friends from University will be there, because they all came when I through the Halloween party last year." He informs, folding his clothes into a neat pile. "Really? How come none of them reconized you then?" I asked, fairly surprised, but not to much.
Last year in our first year of Uni, Carson and Shailene had gone to big blow out Halloween party while I was sick in bed fourty minutes away, having my mum nurse me back to health. "I always heavily decorate the house, and wear a pretty concealing costume.
They would only regonize me by name, a name I don't freely give out." He says, gathering his clothes into his arms and hugging them to his chest.
"Makes sense." I nodded, and he nodded as well. "I'm going to go take a shower, if your not going to join me then perhaps order some breakfest and get dressed?" He asked, me nodding in response as I slipped off the bed.
"I'll order breakfest, you go shower." I say, waving him off with my hand as I walked over to the draws he left open and stood up on my tipy toes as I fished out a shirt and some boxers.
Harry then disappeared into the bathroom, a stream of pounding water being heard a moment later, and I pulled on his t-shirt with a pair of boxers.
I was really excited aboutt his party tonight, I could hardly contain it. I hadn't been to anything interesting in awhile so this was sorta a big deal.
Humming softly I grabbed the menu off of the end table near the couch then dialed room service before ordering two deluxe pancake breakfest's, and a jug of apple juice
. Putting it all on Harry's tab of course. After I finished ordering, being informed the food would be up in fifteen minutes, I wandered over to the kitchen, remains of last night's dinner still on the table, and I stuck my nose in the mini fridge to see if there was anything to snack on.
"I thought you ordered room service?" Harry's less morningy voice said, and I stood up straight to see him leaning in the doorway in his usual attire of tight jeans and a graphic t-shirt. "I did, but I can't wait." I say, rubbing my rumbling stomach for effect, and he laughed as he walked over and draped his arms around me.
"You look cute in my shirt, I might just let you keep it." He whispered, kissing the side of my neck as I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Nah, it's more you then me." I say, and he nods. "Exactly why I'm letting you keep it love."
Cheeky. Very cheeky Styles.
"Cute." I said, him begining to rock our bodies together as an upsetting thought then came to mind. This would be the last day for who know's how long where we didn't need to be careful about our PDA, and words.
I couldn't exactly kiss him in front of my class, nor could I tell people he was my boyfriend.
"Harry.." I mumbled, and he tightened his grip. "Yes my dear Louis?" He asked, his body relaxed up against mine. "You are aware we'll have to go back to hating each other in class right?" I asked, pulling back slightly to look up at him.
For a long moment Harry remained quiet, then sighed as he pulled his lip inbetween his teeth. "Yeah, I know." He sighed, his body now tensing slightly as I looked down. "I don't want to be mean to you in class anymore, I don't want to accidently hurt your feelings." I mutter, terribly afraid of doing so, especially after finding out about his depression, the last thing I wanted to do was make him upset.
At that statement of my concern he only laughed. "Louis, I can't remember a day you've upset me accidently. Yes there has been occasion's where you got me so infuriated I wanted to strangle you, but in conclusion you rarely insult me. I just hate it when I don't have a good comeback." He chuckled, kissing my head.
"Are you sure?" I asked, fearing that a bit of his testmant was untruthful to ease my concious. "Positive my dear." He assured, rubbing my back as he rested his chin on my head. "And anyways I've had worse students then you by a long shot." He laughs, rocking our bodies again.
"May I have an example?" I asked curiously, and he bit his lip. "Well one time there was this kid in a high school I taught at and he got so mad at me he threw a desk at me." Harry shrugged, and I burst into a fit of laughter because I could almost envision the shock on Harry's face when a desk came flying in his direction in the middle of one of his lectures.
"Did you get hurt?" I wheezed, and Harry scoffed. "No, lucky for your laughter I didn't." He huffed, finally pulling out of our embrace and tapping my cheek. "That was a funny thing to imagine." I snickered, grabbing his hand and kissing it where the ring was.
"I guess." He sighed, then cupped my cheek. "Oh, one more thing. If people ask about the ring tell them it was a good luck charm you won." He said, and I nodded as he then pulled me towards him and pressed our foreheads together.
"Did you ever read the inscription on the inside of the ring?" He asked, and I shook my head. "No. What does it say Harry?" I asked, and he smiled softly. "Mine. Say my life is your, say your my everything." He recited, pressing his lips to my forehead.
"Harry-" I started but he shushed me. "Just kiss me Louis." He said, pulling my face towards his and pressing our lips together, only to be interupted by a knock on the hotel door. "Go away!" Harry shouted, making me laugh.
"That's probably breakfest." I giggle, and he grabs my face. "Your lips alone are breakfest enough for my body and soul."
Then our lips reconnected again.

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