Unforeseen Feelings-C6 1D

Harry's POV-

        I tossed and turned all night. I practically got an hour of sleep. I don't know if it was from the guilt from cheating on Niall, or the happiness of being with Louis. I tried everything to put me to sleep, I cuddled Dusty, turned on rain sounds on my phone, and I even put on one of those lavender and chenille eye sleep masks Gemma swears by. Nothing worked at all.

        I woke up the next day, with only an hour of sleep in me. It was about noon now, so I shuffled to the kitchen and fixed myself a brunch. I sliced up a banana and put it in some cheerios, my usual morning fix. I had a coffee already prepared that I had put on before I had fell asleep an hour ago, so I grabbed that and shoveled it all into my mouth. I was starving; the last thing I ate was Nando's yesterday.

        Before I knew it, my bowl was empty and so was my mug. I placed them in the sink, next to all the other dirty dishes I don't feel like washing. I snatched the cat food from the pantry and filled up Dusty's bowl, just so I don't have to worry about having to get home to fill it back up. Louis texted me and told me I could come over whenever, which I was happy about.  I'm bringing Titanic, because it's one of my favorites and it's romantic.

        I shoved the DVD in a small messenger leather messenger bag and threw it over my shoulder. I didn't dress up; I was just wearing a fitted t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. I'm pretty sure we're just going to spend the day cuddling, so I wanted to be comfortable. I dashed down to my car, and hopped in; I didn't want to waste another moment, I wanted to be with Louis for as long as possible.

I dialed up Louis on my cell as I walked up the stairs to his flat. "Hey Lou, I'm outside," I murmured into the phone. Before I knew it, Louis opened up the door and pulled me inside. He slammed the door shut and pushed me up against the wall, passionately kissing me.

        "Hey," He whispered into my ear as he nibbled. I smiled and smacked his ass playfully.

        "Nice greeting, babe," I cooed into his ear, my voice the smoothest it's ever been. We made our way over to the sofa were he already had fresh beers and snacks on the coffee table; his DVD player was already open. I grabbed Titanic out of my messenger bag and placed it in, and hit play.  I turned around to see Louis already sitting down on the couch, motioning me to his lap. I kicked off my shoes and threw the bag down on the floor, then hopped into his warm, cozy lap. I nuzzled my head into the side of his stomach and he wrapped his arm around me, gently caressing my curly hair.

        Within a few minutes, I was off to sleep, safe and sound in Louis' arms.