you're cold and I burn (on hold)

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The storm wages on, turning out to be not much more than intimidating thunder <strong>and</strong> some rain.
It’s not too bad, <strong>and</strong> Harry has officially fallen asleep, light snores filling the air <strong>and</strong> whirring
around. He half wants to draw on Harry’s face as some sort of elementary school payback, but
he’s not five (that would pretty hilarious, though) he’s not that immature. He takes the alone time
to straighten up the kitchen. Sliding the dishes into the dishwasher, wiping off the counter <strong>and</strong>
stove <strong>and</strong> sweeping up any mess that made its way onto the tiled floor, before long it’s spotless,
just how he likes it to be. He pads through the whole flat, quietly, to clean up any straggled
messes, being more careful the closer he gets to the sleeping boy on the couch. Harry’s mouth is
fallen open, lips <strong>and</strong> cheeks mushed against the arm of the couch <strong>and</strong> it surely doesn’t look
comfortable. But Harry’s knocked so it must’ve not been that bad. In his sleep, he looks even
younger, <strong>and</strong> it’s almost sad that the innocence that he shows doesn’t reach his reality.
Harry doesn’t look like the type to diss someone just because of a lay, nonetheless lie about it. But
looks can be deceiving, as everyone knows, so he just shakes his head, finishing up the rest of the
rooms.
His phone has been on the charger for a number of hours, so Louis checks that next. He’s got
some messages from Niall, asking if he made it home safely last night, coupled with some missed
calls <strong>and</strong> a more urgent, ‘Louis, it’s not like you to not respond, everything okay?’ He feels a
surge of guilt at how he hadn’t even bothered to check his messages after the events of last night,
but he was in a fucked up mood <strong>and</strong> he was probably going to be overly sassy to anyone who
came into contact with him. He still needs to return the cart but he’s mildly positive the storm has
taken it away <strong>and</strong> Louis isn’t nearly interested in finding its whereabouts.
He types out a message to Niall, apologizing for the delay <strong>and</strong> telling him that all is well. What
happened last night will be a conversation for a different day, he just wants to relax. He doesn’t
want to talk about it right now <strong>and</strong> have a repeat of the anger he felt last night, he’s finally letting it
roll off his shoulders.
He’s still got that poking feeling that he maybe overreacted just a little bit, but he doesn’t regret it,
considering Harry was doing everything he could earlier to kiss Louis’ ass, trying to mend the
possibility of a friendship. Louis doesn’t mind it, not at all, being that seeing this side of Harry was
a bit refreshing, especially after seeing that side of Harry mere hours before. Though, he’s never
seen someone so upset over a couple of harsh words, <strong>and</strong> it makes Louis think that maybe it was a
bit deeper than just Louis being pissy, he looked oddly upset. Not in the ‘please don’t be mad at
me’ way, but in a different way, he can’t really explain it, it was beyond Louis, but the extent is a
mystery.
Louis doesn’t think too hard into it, mostly because he values his sanity.
Harry’s phone is going absolutely crazy in his room, Louis can hear the vibrations from his
nightst<strong>and</strong>. And as tempting as it may be, Louis shakes the thought. He’s not going to be intrusive
<strong>and</strong> get into Harry’s business, so he shuts the door to his bedroom all the way, muting the sounds
<strong>and</strong> keeping him from further investigation. The rain has picked up substantially, pouring in
buckets onto the roof, making it almost impossible to hear anything else. The drops sound heavy
<strong>and</strong> relentless, cloaking the flat in a loud whir. Louis looks over to Harry, whose still sound asleep
on the couch, not moving slightly despite the sudden raise in volume. The tellie is still playing
home-filmed videos, but Louis can’t make out what the announcer is saying, it’s just so damn
loud.