A/N= Sorry for not updating this story so long. But my parents took my internet off my computer so I couldn't upload any new chapters :(
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Chapter 13
Harry's POV
I woke up at half past 6 the next morning. I groaned. Why did my body wake me up at such an early time? I looked next to me, to the bed on the other side of the room, and realised where I was again. My heart fluttered as I remembered last night when I had watched Dougie falling asleep. Well the part that he had freaked out because of a nightmare was not great, but the memory of him pressed to my body, our chests pushed against the other, his head buried in my chest, my arms around him...
But of course it was because he was crying, that was the bad part about it. But I had comforted him, then watched him fall asleep after he said those four words, that had kept me wide awake for hours after he had said them. Four magical words that made my insides melt and made my head spin.
'I love you, Harry.'
Would he have meant that? In what way would he have meant that? Just loving as a friend, or as a good friend, or just someone that he liked, or maybe because he really...
No, get your thoughts together, Harry! Of course he didn't love me like that. Why would he?
Why did I even care?
But I knew why I cared. My heart fluttered, butterflies were flying around in my chest and my head was light and dazed after he said that and fell asleep, with a then peaceful and adorable look on his pretty face. I had looked at him for what felt like hours just amazed by how beautiful he looked. Then I finally fell asleep with a soft smile on my face, and I dreamed about Dougie and my dream kept repeating the same four words and my answer of five little words, then our lips met in a passionate kiss, and our tongues...
Jeez! I had to keep it together, it was just a dream and I hadn't really said those five words out loud.
'I love you too, Dougie.'
I looked back at Dougie, still sleeping, curled up in the sheets. He looked so peaceful, so cute.
He didn't even snore, he just breathed a little deeper. How amazing can a boy be?
Then a really sad question flew through me.
What if he wasn't gay?
What if he didn't really love me the way I loved him?
Would I be able to deal with that?
I didn't want to think about this and I got out of my bed, silently gathered some clothes and a towel and then went to get a shower. No-one seemed to be awake yet, all the lights were still off and the house was silent. Allthough I heard some faint snoring when I passed the room where Danny and Tom slept. I grinned at the snoring, then stepped in the bathroom, undressed and showered. In the shower I kept thinking of Dougie. Of his beaufiful face with the gorgeous blue/greenish eyes, of his little frame that was so thin but so beautiful. And I kept trying to convince myself that I shouldn't think about Dougie like this when I only knew him for a few days.
When I got back in our little room, with still wet hair, Dougie was still sleeping and it brought a smile to my face. It was 7 am now, I had to go to work at 12, so I didn't have to do anything yet. So I decided just to go get something to eat and wait for someone else to wake up.
But when I walked into the living room I noticed surprised that Tom was laying sound asleep on the sofa. I wondered why, had he and Danny gotten in a fight last night? I hadn't heard any screaming, but I had layed awake for quite a while. This was weird. I decided to just let Tom sleep, and went to the kitchen. I still had to get used to this new apartment, and it took me a bit longer than usual to make myself toast. I wandered back to living room and sat myself at the big table and started to eat slowly. A bit of a shame, now I was finally in a new apartment with six others, but still I was eating breakfast on my own. Well, Tom was in the room, but that didn't really count. Now I did know because of this who of the six of us was the loudest snorer. Danny. I grinned softly. Tom didn't snore either, I did snore but not very loudly. And well Laryssa and Evelyn... No girls don't snore, I told myself.
When it was half past 7, and I was now reading the news paper, I heard doors being thrown open and close, and I got up quickly and got to our room, hoping it wasn't Dougie freaking out or something. But no, he was still asleep. Again I smiled at his angelic face and got back to reading the news paper in the livingroom. Not very much later it became clear who the one was that had been making the noise. Danny came barging in the livingroom, with a flushed face and wet dark hair sticking up from all placed. Obviously he was in a hurry.
'Oh Harry, mate, goodmorning. Fuck I'm so late for my work. I have to be there at eight! Crap!' I laughed at his panic about oversleeping. When he noticed Tom laying on the sofa he stopped and a frown showed on his face. He looked at me confused then back at Tom. Clearly in his panicked hurry he hadn't noticed Tom not being in the room.
'What's he doing here?' Danny wondered out loud. Tom was still asleep, weirdly enough he hadn't woken up to the noise Danny had made when he came barging in. He must be really tired. I looked at Danny with a questioning frown on my face. He looked back and lowered his voice.
'He acted so weird yesterday night in his bed. He kept calling someone and then completely panicked when that person didn't answer.' He told me. His expression and the tone his used made clear that he had no idea what was going on but he was worried.
'He didn't want to tell me what's wrong. But I think something is really worrying him, Harry. And now he is sleeping here...' Danny was clearly puzzled.
'Maybe he just fled from your terrible snoring. I could hear it from the corridor,' I joked, and luckily he roared with laughing at that.
'I'm sorry mate, I can't help it!' He said half amused, half ashamed.
'It's okay, mate,' I said, really liking Danny. He was funny.
'But should I remind you that just moments ago you were completely freaking out because you're late for your job?' I said amused and I burst out laughing when his expression returned to panicked again.
'Oh fuck yer.' And he ran to the kitchen to quickly make himself something to eat. When he was clinging a lot of pots and making a hell of a lot noise in the kitchen I finally heard movement behind me.
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