♡Harry's POV♡
I try to catch my breathing and Louis lets go of me finally giving me a break. "Now lets get you clean Hazza, thats the whole point of me being in here." His long black eyelashes bat as he looks me up and down again before grabbing my strawberry shampoo. Louis touched me, he did the thing I have only ever done by myself and he did it way better than I ever could. My body worked with his in ways I did not know it could, for once I didn't want to control him, I wanted him to be the one to make decisions. All the thoughts in my head about ever being a top has left and now I know my role, I know that I belong to him. "I can do it Lou." He starts rubbing my hair making sure to not touch the sitches at the bottom of my head, he looks so tough but he so gentle. "I dont want you to rip your stitches love stay still and let me help please." He uses his pouthy face followed by that cute little smile. His smile is so...flawless, everything about him is. The way his hands move in my hair to the way he can't sleep without me right beside him; everything is ideal. I let him wash my hair and wash my body, I needed this. I needed to be this close to him and let him take care of me, he promised me the day we met that he would. I giggle as I remeber little Louis giving me half his lunch in kindergarten on my 6th birthday, it makes me so happy I still remember that day. "What are you laughing at curly?" His sassy tone has set in and his hand is on his naked hip.
"I was just thinking of how you've kept your promise Lou." I let him on my secret, I think about that day at least once a week. He finishes washing the soap off me,"Which one love?" The picture of a tiny boy sitting beside me in a crowded lunchroom swamp my mind. "When we first met..it was my 6th birthday and my mum didn't pack me lunch and you gave me half of your peanut butter and banana sandwich and told me you would always take care of me....ever since then you have, you kept your promise." I speak the words that are in my head and hold him close to my chest so he can hear my beating heart. "I will always keep my promises Harry, forever and always."
""
Highschool, the one place I have always dredded wakikg up for every day, the one place that makes me feel awful. Lately I have wanted to go, I've wanted to see my friends and have Louis with me this year, they hold me up. Lunch is my favorite time of the day, I get to see the lads and talk about music. Every tuesday and Thursday after school we all go to Zayn's and work on music, I love being in this band it makes me feel alive. Today will be my first day back since my "accident" and my first day seeing the boys in over two weeks, today is January 25th. In six days I will be eighteen years old, just like Lou. I dress myself in my favorite blue jumper than Louis bought me for Christmas and a pair of black skinny jeans, I know my bestfriend loves them. What am I supposed to call him now? As we walk into the building in so familiar with, all the students look at us and watch as we walk to our other friends, seems like everyone is looking at them too. "Why is everyone starring at us?" I whisper to Liam, unsure if he knew or not. "Zayn didn't tell you guys? Niall posted one of the songs we covered on YouTube and it has over two hundred thousand views, and they keep going up Haz!" He keeps his voice hushed like mine and me and louis blush together. For our small town of Chesire, we are practically famous. It feels good. What doesn't feel good is all the girls crowding me asking for my number, when I dont want to give it.
At lunch we all sat at our circle table and we all finally felt free, our 200,000 has went to 700,000 in hours and "our" YouTube channel that Niall posted is getting alerts every two minutes, our twitters and Instagram have gained so many followers its unreal, who knew we were that good. "We knew we were good enough to win a talent show but not this good huh boys?" Zayn's voice is loud to speak over the overfill cafeteria. "Yeah before we know it we will be touring around the world!" Niall gets excited and starts clapping, theu are crazy to think we could ever achieve something like that. "I think we should upload more songs, maybe even some of the original ones we have written, if we are gonna be known we might as well be known for more than one video lads." I keep my voice loud like the others, I gain a grin from each of them and our day continues.
""
Our band practice turned out to be recording another cover song and recording one of my songs I wrote, I am so proud that they think its good enough for all of us to sing. "I can't wait until everyone hears these, we are gonna be famous!" Niall's cheeky self isn't as annoying today, I am actually starting to like the lad and his obnoxiously contagious laugh. Our first video, a cover of Gotta get out by 5 seconds of summer, has 950,000 views and we are getting so close to a million that I'm shocked. "Well goodnight boys, we will see you tomorrow." Louis speaks for both of us as we leave Zayn's garage, who knows the next time we see them...we could be famous, like really famous. "I can't believe this is happening Lou, are we really that good?" I grab his hand and intertwine our fingers together and skip along the snow covered sidewalk, I love feeling his skin against mine. "I'm not sure about them but you sure are sunshine." His smile is so wide, he called me sunshine but its his smile that lights up my day. "Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis, how precious and sweet you are."
Crawling into bed with him is always a pleasure, especially the nights like tonight when we are both happy. His pretty brown hair is pushed back, I love it when it's pushed back. Blue meets green as we look into each others eyes and I see my home staring back at me, Louis is everything to me. "What are you getting me for my birthday." I ask him curiously while I rest my hand on the side of his chisled face. "Thats for me to know and for you to find out in a couple days my lovely." His faint voice is velvety and smoother than normal and I could fall apart from how amazing it is. "When can I call you mine." I keep my voice as low and quiet as I can, I do not want to embarrass myself anymore. "Baby just because I'm not your boyfriend yet doesn't mean I'm not yours" If my hair wasn't in a bun I know he would've pushed my hair behind my ear, instead he kisses my forehead and then my nose. I am so lucky to have him, even if I can not call him my boyfriend yet.
I am woken up at 4:40 in the morning by a phone call from Zayn, he is screaming to wake up Louis so I do as he says, he says he has good news.