Loved You First- A Larry Fanfic

Chapter 18

Author's Note- yeah, so I don't know how much longer this story will continue... it's getting close to the end I think? I've finally hit 1000 reads, I know it's not much but I never expected anyone to read this in the first place so thanks :)

Sorry for the late update, might only update on weekends now though so the chapters are just as long, been busy for once, weird. 

HARRY'S POV

"Come on Harry, you're finally home. Have to make the most of our time off before we're back on tour" Louis calls.

"Mmm...I'm tired" I grumble, rolling over so the pillow covers my face. The bandage has been removed from my head leaving the cuts and bruises across my forehead on show. Thankfully, my curls curl most of them and they aren't likely to scar. 

I hear him running along the passage and entering my room.

"It's time to get up in the morning..." he begins to sing.

"NO. Please, anything but that!" I laugh as I chuck the pillow off him.

"Get up then, I've made us plans for today" he smiles.

"What plans?" I ask, sitting up. Now I'm interested in getting up, even though I've never been a morning person. Liam's a morning person, but he's just weirdly happy.

"That's a surprise"

"Not fair" I sulk, sinking back down into the bed. Louis dives onto the bed and pulls my feet, dragging me out of bed. I look down, thank god I slept with boxers on. Avoided another awkward situation there.

"Get up now Harold" he demands.

"Fine, fine. I'm up! What do you want for breakfast?"

"Surprise me" he grins and walks out.

That boy is weird.

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"You look fine, come on" Louis hurries me, impatiently.

"Well if you told me where we were going, I would be more prepared on what to wear" I sigh.

"Can I not surprise my best friend anymore?"

Best friend.

Yeah... After the whole hospital thing, it was quite awkward between us. We haven't exactly talked about what we said, the time's never been right. For now, I'm just happy I've got my bestfriend back. But a little part of me wants more, and it's great knowing he does too. For once we're both happy, for once no one's controlling us.

Louis grabs my hand, pulling me away from the mirror and towards the door. He leads me towards his car and directs me to get in. I do so, wondering where we could be going. 

In the car, Louis still refuses to tell me, he's always been stubborn like that. I can't help myself from glancing over to him every few seconds, taking in his face. It's such a good feeling knowing he's back. 

He notices me staring and a grin spreads across his face.

"You like what you see?" he teases.

"Oh yeah, best sight ever" I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

"You love it really" He takes his left hand off the steering wheel and places it onto my hand that's resting on my lap. My hand automatically starts tracing circles with my thumb on his.

Best friends do this right?

Yeah. Gay ones. I guess I should try to talk to him soon about 'us', I don't really know what's going on.