Harry had been lying in bed for the past hour and a half. After Dougie had left he'd gone and had a shower, got change and went back to bed. He had tried to get to sleep but worrying thoughts of Dougie out on the street on his own kept playing in his mind. He couldn't take it any longer and sat up in bed, snatching his phone from the bedside table as he went. After only two rings Dougie answered his phone.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Dougie, where are you?" Harry asked. He didn't want to sound protective, or worried, or pushy, but it was hard not to.

"Just coming through the back door," Dougie replied. Harry dropped his phone and jumped out of bed, running into the hallway.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to sound like I'm been over protective..." Harry apologised in advance. "...But I really was worried about you then,"

"It's ok," Dougie said as Harry pulled him close. Dougie let Harry take them back into the bedroom. As they snuggled together under the covers they relaxed, both wishing and hoping for two different things. Harry was wishing that Dougie would stay with him forever and Dougie was hoping that Katie would forgive him for any problems he'd caused her. Neither of them expressed their thoughts and soon they found themselves falling asleep in the silence. But it wasn't long before Dougie snapped from his tired state and found himself wide awake. He lay in Harry's embrace, listening to the older man's breathing even out as he fell asleep. He glanced at the clock on the bedside table and the digits flashed 11.32. He sighed as he closed his eyes and tried to get to sleep. Everything that his mind played over ended up becoming a knot in a very large mess that was inside of his head. Dougie gave up and slid from Harry's arms. He sat on the edge of the bed for a moment to make sure he hadn't woken Harry. Once he was sure Harry was still asleep he left the bedroom, closing the door on his way out. He headed into the kitchen and switched the light on. He squinted as his eyes tried to adjust to the brightness flooding his vision. He walked over to the kettle and flicked it on. He grabbed a mug from the cupboard and a spoon from the draw before putting them on the counter next to the kettle. He stood and listened to the low hum of the kettle as it boiled. After making himself a cup of tea he went into the living room and sat on the couch. He sat in silence as he drank his tea. After putting his now empty cup on the coffee table he closed his eyes, hoping he could go to sleep, but it was useless. He let out a frustrated groan and got up, walking into the study. He grabbed some sheets of paper and a pen before going back into the living room. He sat down and began to draw and write randomly.

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Harry woke and the first thing he noticed was he was alone. He sat up and looked at the clock.

8.45. Hmm...Maybe he went for a walk... Harry thought to himself as he slipped out of bed. He padded down the hallway and into the kitchen, willing himself to stay calm. He made himself a cup of coffee before stepping out of the kitchen. He glanced around and noted that the light in the living room was on. He walked over and started to breathe easier when he saw Dougie's sleeping form on the couch. He grabbed the mink blanket off one of the arm chairs and placed it over Dougie before sitting in the arm chair. As he sipped on his coffee he watched Dougie sleep. It wasn't long before Harry had finished his coffee. He stood up and took his cup to the kitchen before going into the bathroom and running the shower.

Dougie woke to find that he was still on the couch and the mink blanket from the armchair was on him. He sat up and rubbed his hand over his face as he tried to remember if he's grabbed it before falling asleep or not. He got up and went to walk into the kitchen when he heard the sound of running water. He debated whether or not to go and join Harry in the shower. He decided against it and walked into the bedroom. He opened the cupboard to try and find something of Harry's that would fit him. As he looked through the jeans he saw a familiar pair, his own, and wondered why Harry would have his jeans before remembering he's left them here once. He pulled them out and one of Harry's t-shirts before getting changed. After grabbing his phone from beside the bed Dougie wandered into the kitchen and made himself a cup of coffee and buttered a piece of toast.

"You're up," Harry smiled as he stood in the kitchen doorway with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Dougie looked over the rim over his coffee mug and drank in Harry's nearly naked body. "You ended up on the couch..."

"Yeah...I couldn't sleep so I got up...I must have fallen asleep there, obviously," Dougie replied, taking another sip of coffee.

"Yeah..." Harry hummed before walking off. Dougie stared at the spot where Harry had been before he placed his coffee down and pulling out his phone.

"Katie, hey, it's Dougie..." he said.

"Dougie, hi," Katie said through the line.

"Listen...I just want to say I'm sorry," Dougie said.

"For what?" Katie asked.

"I can't take you up on your offer of dinner tomorrow night,"

"Oh, that's a shame...Maybe we could reschedule?"

"Umm...Maybe...I've got some things to work out..."

"Right..." there was a long silence after Katie had spoken and neither knew what to do.

"I've gotta go," Dougie said eventually.

"Ok, bye," Katie said,

"Bye," Dougie hung up and shoved his phone back into his pocket. He left the kitchen and made his way down the hallway. When he stepped into the bedroom Harry was making the bed. He walked over and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist.

"Were you on the phone just then? I could hear you talking," Harry asked as he pulled the sheets up.

"Yeah, I rang Katie..." Dougie said. Inside he was hoping Harry wouldn't have a terrible reaction to his words. Harry just nodded and silence fell. Dougie let go of Harry's waist and turned him around. "Say something,"

"I don't know what to say..." Harry said.

"But there is plenty to talk about," Dougie said.

"Like?" Harry asked.

"Like...How much you love me, or how good looking I am," Dougie laughed.

"Well, I can't deny that," Harry smiled.

"No, you can't...And I can't deny that I love you..." Dougie replied.

"Serious?" Harry quizzed.

"Deadly serious," Dougie said. Then he stepped closer to Harry, put his arms around his neck and kissed him. Harry grabbed Dougie's waist and pulled them onto the bed, crumpling the just straightened sheets. The kiss was long, slow and passionate. Their actions said everything, the love they had for one another, the truth that they wanted to be together.

I love you Dougie... Harry thought as he slid his tongue into Dougie's mouth.

I love you Harry... Dougie thought as he playfully bit down on Harry's tongue.

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