Clarity

After me and Harry parted ways, I went over to my car and unlocked it prior to situating Ireland in the trunk.
Once I had assured my self concious he was secure for the ten minute drive back to my apartment, I walked around to the front of the car, and hopped into the drivers seat before pulling out of the lot with Harry's car trailing behind.
I couldn't believe he had gotten me a puppy. I really was going through a phase of shock. I mean, I knew Harry was a complete sweetheart, but this gesture went above the line of an angel. It was to nice.
Yet made me feel good inside.
The whole drive back to my apartment I kept checking my rearview mirror to comfort myself that Ireland was okay, and that Harry was still behind me.
I wasn't really worried about Harry getting lost though, for we both had our phones, and he knew quite well where I lived considering he had been there a few times before. I should probably invite him over more though, because it seemed as if we were always at Harry's home, and never mine.
With my mind drifting into that area of thought I began to silently debate if I should tell him about loosing my job or not. Yes it would be a good thing to do in case I needed assistence up the road, but I didn't want him to start fretting over me.
I wanted to be the one in the relationship who had a steady life with no problems so I could be there for Harry who had much greater issues then I did, all recent or past events.
Also during the drive I had kept my ear trained for the sound of my phone beeping, hoping to get a text back from Shailene, but sadly that text never came which did indeed quietly confirm she was mad at me.
I'd have to get her a present or take her out somewhere tomorrow or this weekend to make up for it.
Or I could just tell her the truth about me, and Harry so I could be done with my double life as I liked to now call it, but as stated I was scared. I wasn't ready to tell her. It was just to big of a step. I knew eventually I'd have to tell her though, I knew eventually I'd have to carefully break the news to her and maybe Marcus who was quickly becoming a good friend, but I couldn't seem to find the strength to do it.
Sighing to myself I then decided to push those thoughts away before I got upset again, and ruined my happy feelings. Harry did really make my day ten times better, and I was grateful for that.
All I could do now was hope he didn't notice the constant change in my mood, for it was starting to become frequent. I then pulled into the parking lot of the apartments, being careful not to hit any parked cars as I weaved my way into the parking garage so my car would be secure.
Once I was parked I turned off the bloody thing, and pocketed the keys as I slipped out. "Need me to come inside, and help you set him up?" Harry called out, pulling up to the entrance of the apartment parking garage, but I shook my head.
"No! That's fine. I can take care of it." I call back, popping open the trunk where Ireland was laying on his tummy, and I scooped him up before slamming the trunk shut once again. "You sure?" Harry asked as I walked by his car, and I nodded.
"Positive. You'll be to much of a destraction." I teased, sticking my tongue out at him in the moment of me walking inside. "Well hello Mr. Tomlinson, who might this be?" Debby asked the moment I walked by her desk, and I paused to show off Ireland.
"This is my new dog Ireland! My boy- best friend got it for me." I said, clearing my throat as I corrected myself, and she laughed reaching over the desk to pat his head. "He's a little cutie, just like Scruff was." She complimented, and I nodded as I used my free hand to point to my mail box.
"Any mail since this morning?" I asked, and she shook her head. "It seems as if your popularity has died down." She teased, making me laughed as I waved to her and walked over to the elevator.
When I had stepped into my apartment it was chilly, a few degree's below freezing, because I had turned off the heat the day me and Harry departed for Cheschire. A day I wasn't going to forget anytime soon.
Cuddling Ireland close to keep him warm, I popped open my A.C unit, and turned the heat on to warm up the apartment before walking into my bedroom to get my box of Scruff's stuff out of the closet.
"All this junk use to belong to my old dog, so it may be a little ahead of your time, but I think you can manage until I get to the pet store." I informed my puppy, kissing his head as I picked up the box with one arm and held him with the other.
Once I had everything I needed I made my way over to my bathroom, the most puppy secure place in my house, and I began to set him up.
With in ten minutes he had two dishes filled with dog kibble and water; had a bed made out of bunched up couch blankets; and a few chew toys were scattered over the floor. I had also taken the liberty to remove anything he could chew up and hurt himself with out of his reach.
"Alright boy. I think you'll do fine for an hour or so. Now I have to go back out with Harry so be good." I warned, scratching his back as he attacked one of the chew toys, then I stepped out of the bathroom and shut the door behind me before going back down to Harry.
"He's settled." I informed the instant I stepped into the passenger side of the warm car, and buckled in. "Good! I love that smile you had when you saw him." Harry said, grabbing my hand and giving it a kiss before fixing his glasses and pulling out.
"I really hate these bloody things sometimes." He huffs, reffering to his glasses as I chuckled then reached up to cup his cheek as I placed my feet on the dashboard.
"I will never get over what you did for me." I sigh, then pulling my hand away from his cheek so I could grab his hand and press it to my cheek after kissing the heel of his hand. "And I think you look hot in glasses! I find it a major turn on." I admit as Harry stroked my cheek with his thumb.
"Guess I should wear them more often!" He chuckled. "I have to either way, I'm out of contact lenses." He says, a slight smirk appearing on his face. "You should wear them during sex." I teased, finding that an appealing image quite frankly.
"Anything you say master." Harry said back, but his tone was dead serious and seductive. Hello Mr. Boner, welcome back. "Don't tempt me to stay the night." I warned, being dead serious that time, because I was afraid Harry would do just that.
"I'd love to be your slave for a night." Harry then said, stopping at a red light, and glancing at me with pink cheeks as he gave me a cute smile and I raised an eyebrow. "We haven't tried anything like that, now have we?" I asked, not having any vague memory of what Harry was suggesting.
Me topping him didn't count as that right? "I always wonder what it would be like to be under your mercy." Harry said, biting his lip as the light turned green, and I became quiet for a moment as I let his words sink in.
Very interesting thought.
"You mean, me being the one who pulls all the kinks for once?" I asked softly, and he nodded. "Yeah. You've seen me do enough things to the point where I think you'll figure it out." He said, shrugging as he glanced at me before quickly adding,
"I find it extremely sexy when your rough with me, and how you talk anyway you please around me." At that I couldn't help but smirk with pride as we pulled into his neighborhood.
I would be lying if I said Harry's words didn't give me a sense of pride. I wasn't aware Harry found my defiance towards him, sexy. Very nice to know.
"Sounds like something to look foreward to this weekend." I say, glancing at him then looking back ahead, out of the window sheild. I did mean that actually, if Harry wanted me to try some of the kinky stuff on him I might as well, because what the worst that could happen?
"Can't wait baby." Harry purred, a smirk resting on his face as he pulled into his driveway then turned off the car. "Be afraid Styles!" I teased, sticking out my tongue, and doing crossed eyed which made him laugh.
"Cutie." He complimented before slipping out of the car, and walking around to my end to open my door. "Thank you." I said, unbuckling myself and grabbing his hand so he could pull me out of the car.
"Would you like to stay here a bit, and do some of your make up work so we can spend more time together?" Harry asked, draping an arm around my shoulders we walked up the marble steps, and stopped so he could unlock the front door.
"Sure. I don't see why not. We have to wait for dinner anyways." I said, shrugging as we stepped inside and kicked off our shoes. "Hi boys!" Maddie called poking her head out of the kitchen with a cooking spoon, and we both waved with a smile as we ran upstairs.
"What's Maddie making for dinner?" I asked, and Harry shrugged as we both walked down the hall, and into his office. "So how much make up work do I have today?" I inquired, and Harry gestured to the pile as he sat down in the desk chair.
"Same amount as yesteday, unless you did more before school this morning." He said, opening his arms for me to come and sit on his lap. "Okay." I said, walking over, and climbing into his lap before he pushed the chair up to the desk.
"Is the chair close enough to my desk to make it easy for you to write Mr. Tomlinson?" Harry inquired, wrapping his arms around my waist, and I nodded grabbing a worksheet and a pen. "Yes, this is cozy." I said, writing my name on the top of the paper, and Harry nodded.
I then was quite as I started reading through the questions on the paper, finding some easier to answer then others. For the first minute or so Harry sat still, holding my waist firmly, but then he started nuzzling his face into the back of my neck and tickling my sides which made me squirm.
"Stop it Harry!" I whined, fighting back a giggle.
"Stop what?" He asked innocently, resting his chin on my shoudler and kissing my cheek. "You know what I'm talking about." I said, a goofy smile appearing on my face though as he then pressed his lips to the back of my neck, and tightened his grip on my waist to pull my body closer to his.
At first I tried to ignore it, but when he moved his lips to the side of my neck and began nipping at my sweet spot, I had to put the pen down for my breathing had deepened.
Harry took no notice though, instead he adjusted his glasses before squirming underneath me, and biting down on my sweet spot softly prior to sucking. "Harry." I said quietly, a moan slipping out as my fell back against his, and he smirked against my now fully accessible neck.
"I love the way your body reacts to me." He whispered, and I fluttered my eyes shut as I laid my head back on his shouder, an action that only made him cling to me tighter while he moved his assault up to my jaw.
"Should I even bother trying to work with you around?" I sighed, and he looked up at me with a sly smile as he shook his head then placed his lips to my sweetspot one last time.
"Sorry, I'm just going through a little Louis with draw." He informed, loosening his grip on me so I could sat back up, and I kissed his cheek. "Very cute, but watch those lips buddy." I warned, tapping the tip of his nose with my index finger before returning to my work.
This time Harry nuzzling his face into the crook between my neck, and shoulder and sighed contently.
I had to admit, even though his actions were destracting me, they still were cute. I absolutely adored Harry when he acted cute, it was most definate a precious thing to see. Something I wish I could see twenty-four seven.
"Anything. I'd do anything to see you like this every moment." I blurted, and Harry exhaled slowly on my neck. "Just say you love me." He whispered.
"I love you." I said immediately in response, not missing a beat as I placed my pen down and laid back once more, allowing Harry to wrap his arm around me tightly in an embrace. "Your warm." Harry commented, kissing my cheek as I leaned my head against his.
"Your comfty." I said in response, smiling softly.
"Can't I just hold you forever? So I can stay warm? So I can love you while keeping you safe from anyone breaking your golden little heart." Harry breathed, and I kissed his cheek this time slowly. "If that is your wish then so be it." I say, earning a kiss from Harry, behind the ear.
"Have you thought about moving in?" Harry then asked, earning a surprised breath from me, because I had nearly forgotten about his proposal of me coming to live with him. It was actually extremely tempting now.
"You still want me to?" I asked, and Harry nodded fast. "Yes of course baby!" He exclaimed, resting his chin on my shoulder, an action that made his curls tickle my cheek.
I then became silent as I weighed out the pro's and cons.
The pro's were I'd get to spend more time with Harry, I wouldn't have to worry about rent or food, and I could get a free ride to school every morning. Then there were the con's. One of them being the deal with Gemma.
Me living in the house would give her an oppertunity to put our deal into action, and I just couldn't live with myself if I had to go near her more then once a week.
Also there was the mention of the possiblity that me and Harry could possibly have a fight, and then there would be no where for me to go if I decided I wanted to leave. Or if we broke up, which I highly doubted would happen anytime soon.
"I'm still not sure..." I sighed, feeling sickened at the thought of not sleeping with Harry at night, but to scared to take the next step in our relationship even though I spent ninty-five percent of my time here.
"Alright baby." Harry sighed, pressing butterfly kisses to the back of my neck. "But I do really really really want to." I admit, feeling guilty, because I knew my rejection of Harry's proposal must've disappointed him.
It upset me to, to be honest.
"It's your choice my love." Harry mumbled, still pressing soft kisses to my neck, and I sighed as my stomach then growled. "Harry?" "Yes Little Louis?" "I'm hungry." I said, patting my stomach, and he chuckles as he kisses my cheek and sits up straighter, still holding me tightly.
"I'm sure Maddie has dinner love." He said, and I nodded. "Then shall we?" I asked, eager to sink my teeth into something good, because I hadn't eaten since breakfest. "Yes." Harry simply said with a nod, pushing me up to my feet gently, before standing up himself.
"Lets go my love." Harry said, then knocking me off my feet before picking me up bridal style. "You don't have to carry me." I protested, and Harry pecked my lips with a smile. "I have to carry my prince charming!" He exclaimed, walking out of the office.
"What am I going to do with you princess." I giggled, tapping his cheek as he carried me downstairs and into the kitchen. "Ready for your second surprise Mr. Tomlinson?" Harry asked, and then I noticed the lights in the dinning room were dimmed.
"Don't tell me." I said, raising my eyesbrows with a smile as he carried me into the dining room. "I think you know." He said, winking as he sat me down in one of the chairs, and my smile only grew.
The table had been decorated beautifully.
There was a white table cloth spread over the half of the table we were sitting at, and two red candles rested in the middle with rose petals scattered around them.
"I had some stuff left over from the night I gave you the promise ring." Harry said, and I noticed we had the same food selection laid out in front of us as last time. "I should've seen this one coming." I laughed as Harry stood next to me, and tucked a napkin into my shirt.
"Yes you should've." He teased, then kissed my head. "My mum and the troll are at the movies so it'll just be us tonight." He informed, and I nodded as I reached up and grabbed his shirt collar so I could pull his face down to mine.
"Harry.." I said softly, and he pecked my lips before resting our foreheads together. "Yes Louis?" He asked, brushing his lips repeatedly over mine.
"Please stop doing all these sweet things. I feel as if I could never catch up, and I don't want to waste your money and time on me when we could be kissing." I mumbled, biting down softly on his bottom lip when it brushed against mine, and he moaned quietly.
"I have all the money in the world! More then anyone can ask for or spend in a life time. I've always wanted someone I could do all this for. I love you, and I want to say and show you every chance I get." He whispered, and I felt my heart fluttered.
I seriously didn't deserve Harry.
No one did.
He was blessing, one that had to be handled with care.
With those thoughts I sighed in immediate defeat.
"That's a valid arguement Styles." I admitted. "Good." He said, pecking my lips one last time before standing up straight as he gestured to the table. "Lets eat!" I then said, beating him to the punch, and he laughed pinching my cheek as he walked over to his seat and sat down.
We then ate in happy silence. The only noise before Harry gulping down his water, or me chewing to loud. Occasionally we would sneak a glance at each other, sometimes our eyes would meet, but other then that we were both quiet.
Then finally, after a few minutes of this, Harry took a sip of his water and cleared his throat. "Louis after we're done eating I want to do something." He informed, fixing his rustled shirt collar, and I swallowed my food.
"Like what?" I asked, expecting him to ask me to do some new kind of kinky crap. "It's gonna be really cool." He says, smiling at me as he then rose from his seat, and gathered his empty plates before walking into the kitchen.
"What is it?" I asked, getting up, wiping off my mouth, then following him. "Something cool!" Harry exclaimed, tossing the dishes in the sink as I pouted and hugged him from behind, mimicking his actions from earlier by nuzzling my face into his back.
"Tell meeee!" I whined, and Harry reached behind me to gently push me away as he turned around, and wrapped his arms around my neck prior to kissing my forehead. "I need to get a pen first my love." He said as my pout deepend.
"Okay." I huffed, and he smiled kissing the tip of my nose before walking over to the kitchen draws and pulling them open. "What do you need a pen for?" I asked as he pulled an ink one out.
"You'll see." He said, closing the draw, and pocketing the pen before walking over to me and grabbing me by the back of my shirt. "C'mon Loubear." He cooed, dragging me into the living, an action I made no protest to.
Once we were in the living room Harry stopped me by the couch, and before I could protest he pulled off my shirt. "Harry.." I whined. "What Louisss?" He whined back, kissing my chest before guiding me over to the couch, and gesturing for me to sit down, which I did.
"Why do I need my shirt off?" I asked. "You'll see." He said, then sat down behind me before pulling off the cap of the pen. "Now I'm going to need you to stay still." He warned, and I nodded as I made my body as still as possible.
Harry then pressed the cool tip of the ink pen to my back before gliding it over my skin. For the next ten minutes he held my left shoulder with one hand, while drawing on my back with the other. The whole time he was drawing I made no protest, tried to remain still, and was silent.
Finally when my back then got to the point of being sore, Harry popped his lips and pulled the pen away. "Done." He informed, then blew on the ink softly, and action that made me squirm. "What did you do?" I asked, but Harry shook his head as he stood up.
"I'm not finished yet." He said, then walked around to the front of me, and sat down. "Lay back on your elbows, but don't let your upper back touch the couch." Harry said, and I nodded as I spread out my legs and laid back on my elbows.
Harry then leaned foreward, pressing his lips to my stomach, and to each my nipples before he climbed ontop of my waist and straddled me. An action that made it somewhat difficult to remain in my current position, but I managed.
"What are you doing?" I asked softly, feeling my chest flutter, as butterflies started to pulse in my stomach. "Shhh." He shushed, pressing a finger to my lips as he leaned down.
"Blue eyes met green," He whispered, pressing his lips to my ear as I felt the pen glide over my chest.
"Dark met light," He whispered again, making my breathing deepen as he continued to swirl the pen over my chest.
"Love met lust." He said softly, biting down on my earlobe, and letting it slide out of his teeth as he then pulled away and sat back up straight.
"Wha-" I started, but paused looking down. He had written his words on my chest. At that I then became quiet. The words seeming to place extra weight on my chest as they shone there, the ink cool on my skin.
I then took a deep breath I looked up at Harry with a soft expression, and he peered back down at me with a dark one.
"Want to see what I drew on your back?" He asked, and I swallowed thickly as I nodded slowly. Harry then rolled off me, standing up to the full extent of his height as he stretched out a hand. In that moment I truely felt small.
I truely felt a sense of intimidation in his presence's, one that made me quiet. When I took his hand he pulled me up to my feet, remaining quiet as his bore down on me, then he began to lead me towards the downstairs bathroom.
I wanted to say something, I wanted to make a comment on the words, but for once Little Louis had absolutely nothing to say or think. The only thing I could seem to do was breath deeply as my skin flushed and became warm.
"Here." Harry said, finally breaking the silence as he grabbed a hand mirror and held it out for me. "What do I do with this?" I asked, and he gestured to the big mirror.
"Look at what I drew on your back." He said, and I nodded as I moved in front of the mirror, and looked through the smaller one to see what he drew. At first I opened my mouth to complain about the amount of ink and the risk of ink posining, but when I got a good look at the drawing I fell silent once more.
It was beautiful, probably the most beautiful drawing I had ever seen of it. On my back he drawn in precise detail, two folded angel wings on my back, that looked so life like, I had to blink hard a few times to assure myself they weren't real.
"Your my angel Louis." Harry said, causing my attention to divert back to him as he shrugged and slipped his hands into his pockets.
"Harry..this is..amazing.." I breathed, unsure of what else to say. "Thank you. I love art. I actually have a whole room deticated to it upstairs." Harry said, pulling a hand out of his pocket to rub the back of his neck.
At that point I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to give him the best kiss I could muster, because he deserved it more then anything.
"I don't deserve you." I whispered, putting down the mirror before walking over to him, and wrapping my arms around his neck prior to me pressing my lips to his hard.
Harry reacted immediately, allowing a soft moan to pass his lips as he wrapped his arms around my waist, and lifted me up onto the counter so he could stand inbetween my legs.
"I don't deserve you." He mumbled, our tongues immediately meshing the instant he parted his lips, and I gripped the hair on the back of his head as I kissed him hard. As hard I could with as much passion as I could.
While I kissed him with everything in me, Harry hands roamed over my bare upper half, touching every inch of exposed skin he could, a gesture that made me mouth softly.
Then, once we had kissed long enough to bruise our lips, I pulled mine away from his and pressed them to his neck before pressing rough kisses along his skin, just the way he liked it.
"Oh..Louis.." Harry groaned upon the moment I touched his sweet spot, and I playfully dragged my tongue over it as Harry rocked our bodies, prior to me wrapping my legs around his waist, and biting down on his sweet spot so I could leave a love bite. Harry's skin tasted good.
It was soft, and salty. The first time I laid my lips on his exposed skin, I had been drunk so I didn't get to enjoy the true beauty of it inbetween my lips.
Yet now I was taking it in steady strokes as Harry's moans filled the bathroom, encouraging me to only suck on his neck harder as he gripped my waist. Finally though when I knew there was no more damage I could do to the skin, I pulled back, and scraped my teeth over it.
"Mmm." Harry moaned, making me feel proud of myself as I pulled back and grinned at him in the moment of him moving a hand off my waist to pull off his glasses. "L-Louis?" He breathed, placing his forehead on mine.
"Yes my love?" I asked, kissing the center of his nose before he moved his lips down to my neck, and began to leave kisses over my throat as I tilted my head back. "I need to take you home." He mumbled, making me groan softly.
"But your making it hard to leave you." I said, the disappointment obvious in my tone, but I knew Harry was right. If he didn't bring me home we would most definately have sex, and then I'd be spending another unplanned night.
One that wouldn't work out, because I had a puppy at home.
"I know baby." He sighed, nibbling on my neck as I gripped his hair and rocked my body with his. "I wish you never had to leave me." He whispered, licking across my throat, making me groan.
That was it. I couldn't bare to leave him either. Screw Gemma, I was going to take a risk. One I might regret later, but the hell with it.
"Tonight will be our last night sleeping in different beds." I said inbetween pants as Harry left a dark love bite on my sweet spot, making me putty in those large hands of his. Once he had finished his actions he pulled his mouth away, breathing heavy as he looked up at me with dark, lust filled eyes.
"What do you mean?" He asked breathlessy, a look of hope crossing his face. "I want to move in tomorrow." I say, not seeing any reason why I shouldn't, and I kissed the tip of his nose as Harry's jaw dropped and his breathing deepened.
"Really?!" He squealed, lighting up like a Christmas tree on Christmas day. At that I felt my heart fluttered. He looked so happy it made my insides melt as I nodded. "Yes, and if in the end we regret it I can get the apartment back." I said in assurence, more to myself then him.
"We won't! We won't!" Harry shouted, a wide grin breaking onto his face as he grabbed my cheeks and pressed his lips to mine, intertwining our mouths in another embrace of peaceful passion. Regretfully though I had to break this kiss to, because I wanted to go home.
Not because I didn't want to spend more time with Harry, oh no! Because I wanted to make tomorrow come sooner. "Then take me home so tomorrow can come soonerrrrrr!" I whined, allowing Harry's eager lips to follow mine as he laughed.
"Whatever you say baby." He said, wrapping his arms around me, and swinging me around, making peals of laughter bounce off the bathroom wall prior to him putting me down. Then with that we hugged, a brief tight one, before walking back into the living room to get my shirt, and shoes.
After we were dressed for Harry to drive me home, we called out a goodbye to Maddie, then walked outside into the cold night arm in arm.
"I'm gonna cuddle with Ireland tonight." I informed as I buckled in, and Harry started the car. "When I first saw him he had blue eyes like yours, and that's when I knew he'd be dog for you." He smiled, then corrected the last part of the sentence as I raised an eyebrow.
"For us." He said, and I nodded in approval as Harry pulled out.
"What is it with you and blue eyes?" I then asked, referring to both the words on my chest, my eyes, and Ireland's. "I fell in love with blue eyes the moment I saw yours." He said, and I smiled.
"Sounds like a win, win."
"I always win." Harry says, then leaning over to kiss my cheek, which made my heart clench in a moment of fear.
"Hey! Eyes on the road!" I shouted, pushing his face away, and Harry laughed as he looked back to the road.
"Louis I'm fine. I've been in only one accident my whole life and that was on my motorcycle. Trust me, I've done many interesting things while driving." He said, a smirk appearing on his face as he pulled onto the street that led to my apartment complex.
"And those are things I don't want to know." I state, sticking out my tongue, and Harry laughs and sticks out his tongue back. "I bet you don't." Harry teases, and I huffed as I looked out the window. Harry then took a deep breath.
"I have something I need to tell you tomorrow after school babe." He informed, and I glanced at him with a grin. "Oh really?" I asked, and Harry nodded as his dimples popped out in a cute smile.
"Would you rather me tell you now or tomorrow?" He asked, and I leaned over to poke his dimple.
"Now!" I exclaimed, and Harry laughed as he pulled into the parking lot of the apartment building.
"Alright." He said, then getting out of the car, and walking over to my side. "Hello CindeLou." He said, opening my door as I pulled my feet off the dashboard, and unbuckled myself.
"Hello Harry charming." I said in response, then Harry grabbed my wrist before gently pulling me out, and shutting my door.
"Now what did you want to tell me?" I asked, biting my lip, and Harry nearly knocked the breath out of me as he pressed me up against the car, and rested his forehead on mine as he placed his hands above my head.
"Tell me what I'd have to change, who I would have to be to slip into your arms and have you make sweet love to me! Must I climb the highest mountain? Swim across the ocean floor? Crawl over broken glass? Would you demand more? Can you take me as I am, with my issues and flaws? Pull me into your chest with out hesitation? Mesh your lips with mine? Run your anxious fingers over my quivering hips? Wrap me in your passion? Expose your every need? Free every secret? Sprinkle your tears across my cheeks? Confess every pleasurable desire? Moan my name? Call me yours? Set my soul on fire? Need me more with every breath that slips into your chest? Please me nightly, miss me daily? Never compare me to the rest? Grip my wrists and look me in the eyes then say the words I long to hear? Kiss me roughly? Weep my name? Forever hold me dear, so I can ask for wishes that could never come true? Is it my greatest fault that I can't stop loving you Louis?"
I then felt my breath hitch in the moment I started to tear up with a burn in my eyes. At his words my chest throbbed hard with each beat, and stomach fluttered with each breath he took inbetween words.
Inhaling a deep breath, I then slid my hands onto his cheeks, and cupped them gently as my body swelled into a mountain of emotion. I could see it now. I could see it clearly. Since that day Harry walked into the classroom, and our met we were meant to be.
Any regret or doubt I had about our relationship was drained out on me as Harry looked at me with a meek lost expression.
My bad tempered, considerably rude teacher had become the most precious person in my life, and no one could ever replace him.
"No it's your greatest assest. I just need you here forever. I think I would die if I lost you! I swear, I can't breath unless your arms around around me. I love you. I love you so much I can't find the words to describe it. You've become the piece of me I thought I didn't need. Your my clarity! I can finally look past the lines and see everything I missed. The true meaning of my life. You."
My lips were then pressed gently to his chin as Harry took a sharp breath, tears shining in his eyes from the gleam of the street light behind us.
"You've changed me." I whispered, those three words never being more truthful. Harry truely did. Not only have I changed him, but he changed me.
How? I had no idea.
"Louis, your my clarity." Harry breathed, squeezing his eyes shut to fight back those concealed tears as he pressed his lips to the tip of my nose softly.
"I fall in love to easily and I fall so hard that I end up hurt. That's why I was scared to fall for you. I was terrified that I was going to get my heart broken, but now I'm certain you'd never do that. Your a part of me, my heart isn't beating with out you. I can't breath. I can't think. Sometimes I feel completely loss but then I look at you and I know exactly who I am."
And with that I couldn't contain myself and pressed my lips against his, and kissed him tenderly. Tenderly, sweetly, passionately, gently, in every possible way I could.
After we had kissed for a long moment I then slowly pulled away so I could pull his face down to me and kiss his temple.
"And once again I'm speechless." I breath, my heart pounding so fast I could almost swear it was going to fail. Then Harry grabbed the side of my neck gently and pressed his lips back to mine as he kept me pinned against the car, his lips moving perfectly against mine.
Eventually, after we kissed softly for who know's how long, Harry pulled away and placed a cheeky kiss to my throat as he held my smaller body inbetween his hands.
"I'll see you tomorrow." He sighed, kissing my forehead, and I giggled. "Goodnight my loveliest love." I said, earning another brief kiss before he pulled back once more.
"You better be in class tomorrow Mr. Tomlinson." He warns, smiling playfully as he then pulled his warm body away from mine, and got into his car as I ran past the front of it, and onto the sidewalk. "I love you!" Harry said once had buckled up, and opened his window.
Smiling wide enough to get dimples I then cupped my hands to my mouth as I tilted my head back. "I love Harry Edward Styles! And he's an arse but that's okay!" I shout into the void of darkness we like to call night and Harry hooted.
''Hell yeah!" He shouted, blowing me a kiss as he then peeled out of the parking lot of my complex, and onto the road. The whole walk back up to my apartment I couldn't stop smiling, and blushing. My insides were dancing, and I felt like the luckiest person in the world!
No one in this moment, in this hour, on this day could feel as happy as I Louis William Tomlinson.
When I got into my apartment I was pleased that it was a comfortable temperature, not to warm, not to cold. Once I had kicked off my shoes, and stripped down to nothing but my boxers, I walked over to the bathroom to retrieve Ireland who was whining and scratching at the door.
"Come here little guy." I coaxed, scooping him up into my arms, and earning a sloppy kiss on the nose as I carried him over to my unmade bed.
"Is this better puppy boy? Hmm?" I asked him, laying him down on the bed before climbing in next to him, and he barked as he crawled onto my stomach, and rolled over onto my back with the wag of his tail, and I laughed.
"Awwww! I'm gonna take a picture of us." I inform him, reaching over and grabbing my phone before pulling up the camera, and snapping a picture of the two of us.
"You know I use to have a dog just like you, his name was Scruff. Gosh he was a good dog, so your going to have big shoes to fill, but I think you can do it." I sigh, rubbing his tummy as he tongue hung out of his mouth and he wagged his tail.
Shaking my head at him with a smile I then text the picture to Harry.
'We miss youuuu :( xxxx'
After I sent the text I laid my phone down so I could turn off my lap, and once I had carried out my desired action my phone chirped signaling I had gotten a text.
'I miss you to LouBear! And Ireland. ~Your Sexy Mr. Styles xXXx'
And attatched to the text was a picture of Harry's abs. At that I couldn't help but laughed as I quickly wrote him back.
'Don't send me porn!!!! /.\'
With in moments he texted me back.
'If you want nudes Louis I'll send you nudes ;) ~Your Sexy Mr. Styles xXXx'
At that I laughed again, even though my lower half found the propersition of Harry sending me nudes a turn on.
Yet I wasn' that type of person to ask for those things, but as for Harry.
Well you know.
'Nahhh...to late at night for that ;))'
Harry then texted back immediately.
'I think I should send you one, just for fun. ;) ~Your Sexy Mr. Styles'
When I read that I wasn't sure whether to panick or go for it, I mean I had seen Harry naked before so it wouldn't be anything shocking.
'No..well..no..xp'
With that being sent I sat there anxiously waiting. As I waited for his response which was taking longer then the others, I allowed Ireland to chew on my fingers.
Then my phone chirped, and as I pulled open the text message I choked. Harry had taken the liberty of going into his bathroom, and snapping a magazine worthy picture of himself completely naked, and took the time to send it to me.
Gosh after seeing that I was going to have trouble sleeping.
'That was because I could. Goodnight night Mr. Tomlinson! ~Your Sexy Mr. Styles
With that being read I could help but scoff and roll my eyes at his immaturity, even though it was sexy.
'I'm going to punish you so bad this weekend! >.< Goodnight baby I love you <3'
Once I sent that message I sighed, stroking Irelands head as he cuddled up to my side and yawned.
"I really don't know what I'm going to do with that Harry Styles, I don't know at all."

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