♤Louis' POV♤
Getting Harry home was a hassle in it's own, but driving his huge car home was even worse. I barely passed my drivers test and never try to drive, I almost got a ticket twice for going too slow, and of course Harry's charms worked over the police and got us home without any charges. Having to hold up a boy thats bigger than you to walk him into your house, that surely is a struggle. He hasnt showered in a week, he hasn't changed clothes, he hasn't eaten and I have to help him do all. Even though the hospital has been giving him his medication, he isn't back to the cherry boy I've always known, he is still broken down and weak...weaker than I've ever seen him. His head is still wrapped and his eyes are still dark, I know he is hurt and this is not his fault and it isn't mine..but my fathers. I hate thinking that he had to start therapy and medication in the first place is because of what my dad did to him, I feel like I didn't protect him enough when we were little and I have to make up for it now.
"Louis" I can hear his newly awaken voice from upstairs, sitting in the living room trying to watch tv for once was not as relaxing as I thought, I could not stop worrying about Harry. "Coming!" I say, pulling myself off the brown leather couch beneath me, he is finally awake. I brought him home this morning hoping he would stay awake and be himself again, but he is not and all he wants to do is sleep. Im worried about him, I'm really worried. As I walk into the room I see him standing up and looking put the window, I am proud of him, he got up on his own. His back is facing me. His shirt is off and all he is wearing are some tight grey sweatpants. His back muscles are showing and his pale winter skin is glowing, his smal waist is showing when he leaves against the window seal and grips it with his perfect veiny hands. Seeing him lean over like that, it is so hard to not imagine what I want, but he is not healthy and it is not right of me. "Louis it is so pretty outside today come look." Oh there he is, my Harry is back and he is okay I can feel it in my bones. He turns back to face me and his stunning smile brightens my day and I feel so relieved. His face is glowing just like his back, his curls are unruly and the bandage that was wrapped around his head is gone, his amazing green eyes are soarkling with joy and excitement, I want him to be my boyfriend, I just have to wait.
He pulls me to the window, snow is falling slowly onto the cold ground and the sky is blue and full of fluffy January clouds. "Its not as pretty as you." He lifts me off his feet and wraps my legs around his waist to hold me, I love when he holds me like this it feels like nothing in the world could mess up my life. He has not showered in 7 days but he still smells like himself, that beautiful scent of his skin fills the air as I breathe him in. "I love you so much, nothing or no one will ever take you away from me, I can't wait until you're mine, my personal sunshine." I am the one that usually holds him and makes him feel safe, but since he has been in the hospital it's reversed. I feel like a baby, his baby and I love feeling this warm inside. "I love you Harry, so much. You make my world spin. Its like everything in the world stops when you aren't here or holding me and when youre back everything is okay again. Im so glad youre home." Of course I did not mean hoke in our room, I meant his mind being at peace and him being the boy I fell in love with so long ago. I can see the stitches on the back of his head, they are healing and the bruises are gone, his pain is gone. He sways back and forth until he starts to sing to me, he pulls my head up to look at me when he sings.
"Everybody needs inspiration
Everybody needs a song
A beautiful melody
When the night's so long." His voice js nice and raspy, like it is in the morning. I have never heard the song he is singing, but I knkw I will love it if its words leaving his small mouth.
"Cause there is no garuntee, that this life is easy." The way he holds the note gives me chills, everything about his voice is attractive.
"Yeah, when my world is falling apart
When there's no light to break up the dark
That's when I, I
I look at you" everything he says becomes more perfect when he looks into my eyes and runs his hands through my hair. I want to stay like this forever.
"When the waves
Are flooding the shore and I can't
Find my way home anymore
That's when I, I
I look at you
When I look at you, I see forgiveness
I see the truth
You love me for who I am
Like the stars hold the moon
Right there where they belong
And I know I'm not alone." He puts my legs down to rest me feet on his and keeps moving me with his arms and his words. There is no music playing, and yet I can tell his is making every note perfect as he dances with me in our small room, pure perfection.
"Yeah, when my world is falling apart
When there's no light to break up the dark
That's when I, I
I look at you
When the waves
Are flooding the shore and I can't
Find my way home anymore
That's when I, I
I look at you." How is it that I've never heard this song in my whole life and he makes it feel so safe, its because of him. It is always him. ~He is my home~
"You appear just like a dream to me
Just like Kaleidoscope colors that
Cover me, all I need
Every breath that I breathe
Don't you know you're beautiful?" How does he think I am the beautiful one when he is one that is the angel. Everything about him is amazing. Dancing with him, being with him, seeing him, smelling him, hearing him..its everything I have ever dreamed of.
"When the waves
Are flooding the shore and I can't
Find my way home anymore
That's when I, I
I look at you
I look at you
You appear just like a dream
To me." He finishes and plants a soft and gentle kiss upon my lips, this life could nkt get any better because my life is him. My life is Harry Styles.
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He keeps dancing with me after he stops singing, it seems we have been here for hours and I wont let him go, I need to keep this moment forever. I could keep moment on replay and keep on reliving it. The outside world is dark and the streetlights are the only thing I can see from the window. He hums to me and holds me tight, making sure he does not let me fall. "What do you say we get some dinner Boobear?" He whispers to me and my heart pounds again how can such simple words make me feel so flustered. "I can cook for us?" He lifts my head off his shoulder and kisses me, I can never get tired of his pink lips on mine. I nod and follow him down the stairs to the kitchen and he giggles his happy laugh, like there is nothing wrong in the world. "After dinner you need to shower Haz, it's been awhile." I make sure he knows he needs to get better, I need him to get better.
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Keeping my voice calm I finally say something after dinner,"That was delicious Harry, now please get in the shower...I'll help you." I keep the last part as a whisper, but I want to help him, I want to touch his skin and feel his body, I want to be so close to him that the only thing I feel is him. He looks up from his plate and bites his lip before laughing and smirking at me, "ONLY, if you help me." I feel the blood rush to my cheeks and heat burns me up, maybe he will let me in the shower with him. "Follow me then, I'll turn on the water." I keep ny voice soft and sweet, I don't even know how to flirt, let alone turn someone on. I have never seen him naked and I definitely can't wait to. I rush upstairs to the bathroom connected to our room, just in case Anne came home. The water is hot and steam fills the room before Harry walks in, and when he does it isn't what I expect. He already fully undressed and he is beautiful. There is not one flaw on him and he is glowing, just like always. His shape is perfect, his hair is perfect, his eyes are perfect, everything about him is perfect. "You gonna just stare at me or you going to get in." He reaches for my head and wraps his arms around me and I can feel his burning skin against me, the blood from my cheeks rush in between my legs and I could let myself release just from seeing him. He gets in the shower and I take off my clothes and get in with him with the hot water cascading down my body, I feel his long arms wrap around me and turn me to face him.
"Kiss me." I manage to get the words out my mouth before he starts doing as I was telling him to do, I love when he listens to me. The way his lips move with mine while his hands are cupping my face makes me feel so amazing, I can't resist it anymore and I push his body against the shower wall, he is mine and I get to tell him what to do. I run my hand to the back of his neck into his wet hair, the other gripping his hip and squeezing up and down his body. I trace circles with my thumb on his pelvic bone and hearing his heavy breathing is good enough for me to do this to him forever. We keep twisting our tongues together, feeling the water get cooler every few minutes. I slowly bring my hand to him and I cant help myself, I have to touch him. "Can I baby?" My voice is raspy and deep, I've never heard myself like this. The lust that is filling my body more and more by the second deepens my voice and my heart is pounding in my chest, and between my legs. "Please D- Lou." He nods his head fast and resting his arms around my neck. I wrap my small hand around his length and slowly moving up and down, his whimpers fill the warm air around us and I kiss him once more. I love having him under my control. He tries to pull me closer, like I would ever let my baby be in control. I can't hold back my giggle as I keep my hand moving up and down going faster by the minute, "shh baby no just let me do it, just let me do everything. Its my job to take care of you, so let me." He obeys and puts his head back on the wall. "Im g-getting close." His stutter makes it so much more adorable that he is squirming under my touch. I speed up trying to get him to his climax and a beautiful moan rings in my ears, it is more beautiful than when he sings to me. "You're gonna make me finish before you get thr chance to if you make noises like that." I whisper to him kissing his veiny neck above me. "You're so gorgeous baby so pretty." I make sure he knows I love the way he looks as I pump him in my hand, in no way possible would I ever wsnt this feeling to go away. "Im gonna-" he starts before his own moan cuts off his words and he spills all over my hand and arm, his warm cum runs off me with the water that washes it away. I kiss him quickly and pull my hands away from his body, letting him rest. "Now let's get you clean Hazza, thats the whole point of me being in here."