TIMEBREAKER

I scowled loudly when the sudden beam of lights flashed its' way towards me. Not the ideal way to wake up, really. Since when did I even fell asleep?

I opened both of my eyes as wide as I can. I blinked it multiple times due to the shiny lights blinding me. This isn't my bed, and this is not definitely my room. What happened last night? The last thing I remembered was me falling asleep in my car. Suddenly, I'm in a stannger's bed, alone.

It's childish, really. I don't want to get in the shop just because Louis' in there. It's supposed to be just an hour thing, I'm just gonna have to wait until Louis left.

But when Niall and Louis hang out, it's never just a 10 minutes thing. Louis always makes all the conversation better that makes the partner never wanna leave and keep chatting all day long. He has that effect on everyone.

I really hope it was Niall's bed. But that's impossible, we hung out multiple times at his house and I knew so well this isn't his bed. Maybe he has an extra house? I really really hope so. Maybe it's Louis and Eleanor's house? Could make sense, because I never went there since Louis always complained about how Eleanor doesn't want the house to get messy and stuff. That's impossible too, after what happened I'm almost sure Louis won't do this. And I'd rather woke up in a stranger'd bed rather than Louis and Eleanor's.

I rolled over the bed and suddenly my phone came out of nowhere. Probably slipped out from somewhere. But my phone was supposed to be at the shop? But thank god, It's here.

I checked my phone, the clock showing that it's 7 in the morning. And there were two messages from Niall. I quickly open it.

Niall:
You ok?

Niall:
Hope you arrive there fine

I closed the text messages. Oh so Niall knew where I am? That must've mean that I'm not in his house. I sighed at the thought, dissapointment waves over me. Then who's house am I staying?

It couldn't possibly be Louis'.

Maybe I should just go downstairs and check it. Great idea, should've thought that sooner. I immeaditely get out of the bed, taking my phone with me. I make my way downstairs slowly, peeking from it.

I walk down the staircase, taking each steps slowly. I muttered a quiet "Shit", when suddenly I tripped one of it, making me fall backwards. Luckily, it just hit my bum.

I took quick glance at the surrounding. This house is pretty big. Thankfully, there's no one in sight, but the TV's still playing. Who does that? Maybe I should close it. I'm just being nice and all, saving the eletric since the owner basically saved my day. I make my way to living room.

I walk steps by steps quietly and when i finally reached there, I closed the TV shut.

I heard someone snoring very near. Is that the owner? I heard him mumbling some stuff that I couldn't quite reach. But I hear one of it so well. I froze.

"H-Harry.." He mumbles quietly, but I can still hear it. He knows me. The owner knows me, I let out a sigh of relief. That means I wasn't at someone unknown's.

Wait. Oh god, so he caught me. What if he thinks I did something bad. I'm not ready to face him but I knew I should.

So, slowly I turn my back and closed my eyes shut. Flinching my nose, I let out a quick

"Uhmyousee..IwasntdoinganythingIwasjust.."

No answer. I opened my eyes one per one. I gulped.

When I turn my back, I wasn't quite expecting a person lying on the couch, snoring softly.

And I most definitely wasn't expecting Louis, still sleeping and smiling in his sleep, looking so cute and cuddly.

I was startled. No, I was very suprised and shocked. I feel my anxiety risen up and I feel like getting chocked. When I finally felt a little relieved, I let out a loud breath.

So, it is him, afterall. It was him who bring me to his house. But he shared a house with Eleanor. Then, where is Eleanor? It's 7:30 and Eleanor seems like the early riser type, if I must say. But like most people would say, don't judge a book by it's cover. I'm not bad-mouthing her..

On seconds thoughts, maybe I should just get up and leave before Louis or Eleanor noticed me. He wouldn't want to talk to me too, I bet. He's just being the amazing human-being he is.

I walked to the front door, opening it and took one last glance on Louis. I really wished I could cuddle him to death. I smiled slightly. I can't help but smiling and admiring his beauty whenever I look at him. He has that effect on everyone, too.

I smiled softly before taking a step out of the house. When I heard him muttering "Harry..". I stopped my next step and turn my face once again.

He's still sleeping calmly, yet he called my name, twice. Is he dreaming about me? No way, maybe he's having a nightmare about me and I'm the devil or something. Sounds more like it.

God, I really wish I could kiss him right now, even just a peck on the cheek
.
And that's exactly what he did. He fluttered his eyes shut and start kissing his Louis softly on the cheek, not caring if anyone sees him. Louis smiled tenderly. I fan-boyed quietly when he smiled. Louis Tomlinson is the death of him.

He knows how wrong that is, he kissed him twice already. But Louis' sleeping and he looks so cute. Harry can't contain his hormones and decided kissing him for the third timenwouldn't be such a bad idea. Louis' still sleeping deeply and it's the oerfect opportunity.

This time, he kissed him on the lips. Sparks, fireworks and butterflies flew all around his stomach like it's the 4th of July when Louis kissed him back with so much passion.

When Louis opened his eyes, Harry knew.

He fucked up again.



Louis' POV

Louis slowly opened his eyes, when all his shit finally came together. In his dreams, he was kissing Harry, which strangely feels so real and he can't help but liking it so much. So he kissed back, because what's wrong with that?

So, in the so-called-dream, he kissed Harry with so much pleasure. He felt guilty, of couse but it's just a dream. No one will know. Except him. Not Eleanot. Not Harry. Absolutely no one. He felt so bad for enjoying it so much that his chest started beating repeatedly and he never wanted it to stop.

Louis was curious of how can it all feels so real, so good.

When he's finally waking up, realization hits him faster than the quiet air. he realizes that it wasn't a dream and it's actually real. He's kissing the real Harry for the second time. He's cheated on his girlfriend, for the second time. He enjoyed kissing Harry, for the second time.

I pushed Harry away, who looks at me in horror. He shook his head multiple times, trying to form a word. "I-I.."

Harry winced at my action, looking at everywhere but me. Harry shuffled his arm awkwardly, staring at the ground. "Yeah, um. I should go. Sorry. Thanks for letting me stay the night."

Harry stood up, and within seconds, he's already out of my sight. I groaned. I'm not fixing anyhing, and I ruined it again.

I go after him, luckily he's still outside of my house. I take a peak from the front door.

Harry was calling someone and by the look of it, he seems very frustated. Must've been because of me.

"Uh, Niall. Finally.." He said. He lets out his arm fly freely.

"Yes, Niall. Hi. Please pick me up. What? No. Pleaseeee, Niall. I need you. Uhm..Louis' still sleeping and yeah, I need to get home soon. Fine. I'll treat you Nandos, just pick me up"

By the sound of it, it seems like Harry told Niall to pick him up from my house? I shook my head in disbelief. We might not have the best bond at the moment, but I'd always help him if he needs a ride or something. This is ridiculous.

I walk to him and grabbed his left hand, who's not holding anything. He turned away to look at me and mutters a "Um, wait there Niall..or just pick me up fast" to his phone.

Before I got the chance to speak, Harry cuts me off. "Look, Louis. If you could just..forget about it. I get it if you don't want to be friends with me anymore. I totally get it. If we want to play the ignoring game, then bring it on. I don't care anymore. I'm sorry, okay. You'll make this harder. If you don't want me in your life anymore, then leave me be. I'm sorry." He said, his eyes showing signs if sorrow, it's not as green as it used to be.

His words cuts me like the knife, I didn't meant to make him feel that way. I wasn't really ignoring him..or maybe I am. I was just too caught up with Eleanor so I could forget the kiss. And yeah, I didn't accept his calls, that's because..

I don't really have a particular reason. I know how much of a bad person I am.

"I-I'm sorry too..but atleast let me send you home. I might be a bad friend or person, but.."

Right before I get to finish my words, a loud honk was heard in my parking lot. And I immeaditely recognized it as Niall's car.

Harry nod, before muttering "Bye" and went inside the car with Niall. I returned the bye lowly.

He fucked up, again.

Notes

I'm really sorry for how badly-written this is. I realized how boring this story became lol. Thanks for your support btw! :D