A/N PLEASE READ.

So school will be starting, and I know sometimes I post chapters every few days, but for the sake of my grades...I will definitely update EVERY Friday. And if I can't then, than please don't hate me. It's going to be my junior year aka the hardest. (If you live in America than you know what I mean).

Again this story is going to have alot more chapters, I actually really like it.

Things are going to get...rougher.

Remember this is fiction and I'm pretty sure Harry isn't like this, most of the times unless you know Louis likes it when he gets rough wait what.

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Sorry it's short! I had to inform you guys on the change! Also thank you for almost 3k views!

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Louis woke up wrapped up in Harry's arms. His eyes widened slightly when he realised the position he was in, and exactly where he was, but soon he let it go and just snuggled closer into Harry's hold.

Harry grunted at the sudden movement and he blinked, instinctively his arms wrapped around Louis. He nuzzled his face into the crook of Louis' neck. "Morning love." He said, half asleep it made his voice sound so much lower and thick. "Time to wake up." He whispered.

Louis sighed and turned around so that he was facing Harry full on. Harry's eyes were half shut, and his breath had settled back to an even pace. Louis smiled realising that Harry had fallen back asleep, he pushed Harry's curls back, his thumb hovering over the purple/blue bruise just beneath his right eye, it just barely covered about three inches around his eye. The cut had healed, which made him happy.

Now full awake Louis managed to pry Harry's warm arms away from him. Harry's eyebrows furrowing in confusion as Louis slipped out of the bed. His hands reached out patting the spot Louis had abandoned only to grab hold onto the pillow and bringing it to his chest.

Louis giggled at the action, but turned away and walked toward Harry's dresser where he had discarded his phone and glasses. (Before they had fallen asleep the night before Louis had gone back to the car for the his phone and set it back on the dresser right by his glasses) he clicked on it to see five messages.

3 from his mother.

2 from Liam.

Before he clicked on them he set his phone back down, deciding to brush his teeth. He also needed to change his clothes. He bit his lower lip...would Harry mind?

Of course not, usually it's Harry demanding Louis to wear his clothes or even more provocative selections.

So as quietly as he could, Louis selected a large white shirt, and black shorts. He walked to the bathroom, and found a spare toothbrush underneath Harry's bathroom cabinet. He thought he could use it, he did have to brush his teeth. After doing so, he changed. It wasn't until he walked out of the bathroom did he realise that the shorts were actually boxers. But the shirt did cover most of it so, it wasn't truly noticeable, so it was okay. He walked back to the room, seeing that Harry was still sleeping he grabbed his phone.

He clicked on the ones from his mother.

"Honey I sent over all the files that you need to open up the bank account there. I sent them two days ago and I was informed that they arrived at your dorm anyways." September 28th 11:32 Pm

"Louis Tomlinson did you get the papers?" Today 8:54 AM

"If you did just use the codes located on the top of the letters I sent as well. Also your sisters sent some goods as well! They miss you xx. Call me, as soon as you withdraw or whenever you can! Keep up the good work love! Xx" Today 9:15 am.

Guilt began to travel through Louis' body. His mother thought he was in his room with his head in a book. Louis swallowed thickly and set his phone down. He walked over to the kitchen, Harry was sleeping and he was in the flat.

Now Harry wasn't able to confuse and muddle his thoughts by being in front of him...so Louis could think. Yet, there really wasn't anything to think about. It seemed that he had made his decision already.

He wanted to be here.

Harry didn't make him come here, Harry gave him a choice and he chose to be there.

Rubbing his eyes he walked to the sink. He began to take out some cups, and a frying pan. He rummaged through the counters and discovered some pancake mix.

Thirty minutes later and the room smelled of freshly baked pancake while a kettle hissed with boiled water.

Louis had just set down his plate of pancakes when he heard Harry's footsteps.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked.

Louis jumped back and smiled timidly. He looked down and played nervously with his fingers. "Hi." He said quietly. "I didn't know what to do and I thought you liked pancakes, I mean you had them in your cabinets. I don't, should I not have touched it? I'm sorry should I not have taken your clothes? I just thought you might have-" Louis said.

Harry chuckled an walked over, he took Louis' chin in his hands and titled it up, he pressed a swift kiss to his lips. Louis blushed and looked away.

"It's alright love." Harry spoke.

For once he wasn't intimidating. His curls were tossed carelessly due to his sleeping, and he looked fatigued. Louis couldn't help but wonder why.

"Are you okay? Do you feel well?" Louis asked.

Harry smiled. "Truth be told that was the best I've fallen asleep in months." He answered quietly.

"Why?" Louis asked.

"Too many nights of waking up in strange beds." Harry responded.

Louis cringed but nodded turning back to look at his plate. "Hey," Harry said and Louis felt arms wrap around his waist. "You asked and I answered okay? I'm not going to lie." Harry said, pressing kisses along Louis' collarbones.

"Y-yeah, okay." Louis replied back.

"You look really good in my clothes." Harry said, and Louis felt him push the shirt down his shoulder as he felt Harry's lips kiss along it.

"H-Harry." Louis said, gripping onto the edge of the table.

Harry chuckled and pulled back, he pulled back his chair beside Louis and sat down. He flicked his curls to the side and smirked as Louis shakily sat down.

"My mum sent over the money...well basically, that and how to get it." Louis said after a moment.

Harry's smirk disappeared and his mouth set into a thin line. "Oh?"

"Yeah. You'll probably have it by mid day if we leave after we eat." Louis told him.

"Louis you don't have to-" Harry started to say.

Louis shrugged. "I don't care, you need it. I do not." He said simply.

Harry dropped his fork and ran a hand through his hair. For a long moment he didn't look up or speak to Louis.

He seemed to be contemplating something.

"Harry?" Louis asked.

Abruptly Harry stood up and walked away.

What was that about?

Louis picked up the forgotten plates and set them in the sink.

"Harry?" He called out.

He found Harry sitting on the edge of his bed staring off into the distance.

"Harry?" Louis said quietly.

Finally Harry spoke. "Are you sure...you want to do this?" He asked looking up to meet Louis' eyes.

Louis' eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and he bit his lower lip.

"I am, now what's wrong with you?" He asked Harry.

Harry just smiled, a glint in his eyes as he stood up and walked over to Louis.

"I just can't believe you gave in to me is all." He told him before he captured Louis' lips with his own.

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