Louis' p.o.v

“harry would you like to eat something, I’m ordering for meeee” as I peek into the huge room where he was busy deciding the color he wanted to use.

“mhmm, hmmm” harry mumbles still in the thought process.

“HARRY!!” I shout. “I asked you something” he wasn’t answering me.

“yeah wait” he still did not look at me to answer my question. That was annoying.

“harry are you seriously gonna tell me coz then later don’t grab my food and I’m really hungry and I wont give it to you.” I shout at him all at once and that made his concentration break and he immediately looked up at me surprised.

“cool man cool cool cool cool down, I was just busy” he says apologizing.

“tell me what do you want to order? PIZZA PIZZA PIZZA!!” I say pointing at him to order the same thing.

“why did you have to ask me then?” he says sighing.

“Formality” I turn around to walk out of the hallway and grab the landline so as to order the pizza.
When I was done ordering the pizza I return back to where harry was. Maybe I could help him out with some of it.

“hey haz do you think I can help u with this?” I say walking over to him. I was in my pajamas and a loose tee.

“oh yeah sure. Its going to be really easy. You just have to splash it on the wall”

“really? Your gonna do this splashy thing on this one. Well that seems to be pretty nice and rock”

“I know I know” he says as he got me a bit exciting.

“well whats under these sheets?” I ask glancing over the whole room and those sheets got me thinking.

“oh these. These are just my lovely lovely instruments which I love more than anything else.” He says sharp and straight.

“that seems to be umm..really..yeah nice though. And whats there in that side…that tall thing?” I ask him.

“yeah that? That’s the microphone area, where the recording takes place and the electronic stuff.”

“woah man. You have the whole thing, that too at your house. Mind if I ask you how much of a salary do spend on such stuff?” I was soo surprised and shocked when he told me had this all at his house.

“its not kinda a regular one. It depends on the charts and the hits it makes when its released.”

“oh yeah harry? You do such official stuff. How come your still on earth?” I ask him squinting m eyes a bit at him coz I was so so so surprised.

“coz there are still people on earth who make it worth living here” harry says simply.

“but I would’ve been on cloud 9 by now man seriously” he fascinated me.

“I never went there and I don’t want to” he says shrugging.”I like it simple and sober”

“that’s what I can see” I say as I move forward to a huge thing which was in front of the newly painted wall.

“is that the paino harry?”I ask him.

“yeah. It’s the piano. You know how to play that?” he asks me turning around.

“a professional though but I haven’t ever played such on a big one” I say as I seat myself on the stool. “may i?”

“yeah sure. I’m still learning the keys. A beginner you can say”

“ha. I AM THE KING OF THIS THRONE” I say as I laugh at harry coz there was something I was good at, at last.

“c’mon I’m still learning”

“I can teach you if you want to” I say as I pull over the sheets that covered the piano and opened the lid that covered the keys and began to play a tune which was familiar to me. I wasn’t the one who would just go and play random keys on the piano.

“really ? u’ll teach me?” he asks me in such surprise.

“no haz. Just kidding. Don’t ever take me seriously until I tell u to.” I tell him coz out of 100, 90 percent of the times I talked to people I was being funny or sarcastic so I actually had to tell them when I was actually serious.

“whoo…seriously” he says confused. I ignored it and concentrated on the tune I was playing. There was silence in the room except of the song I tried to play.

“can you guess which song is this?” I ask and I heard him walk over to me. He was standing beside me leaning on the piano. “yeah.. guess harry guess….c’mon” I look up at him.

“i…think …this is…oh yes this is ‘say something’ by ‘a great big world’’ he said it all at once. I
thought he wouldn’t recognize this early.

“how did you? Ok forget it, would you like to tell me why do you actually have all this that too all by yourself?”

“okay..see this is actually my work. I work as a music director, assistant music director for SYCO record label. I just have to record the correct notes and stuff..all that crap u know”

“YOU call it SHIT?????” I was soo horrified at him calling all that shit. “are you serious haz. You call all that SHIT? I mean seriously?? This is soo amazing, soo fucking amazing and you call it shit? I can’t believe it man”

“and yes I write songs too…um kind of help my friends” he says as his expression was changing with ever word he heard me say.

“and who are those friends haz?” I ask him coz with what he told me I knew his friends were going to be kind of those people like similar to beatles or david guetta or imagine dragons or you know one republic or u know the latest band the 5sos or kodaline..who god the things in my head were endless.

“um they’re many many bands and singers I’ve helped write songs…u can say one of my favorites is Ed Sheeran”

“what? ED sheeran? You write songs for ed sheeran?? The great guy ed sheeran? Don’t tell me he’s one of your close friends” I was so surprised with the kind of people he knew I was staying with such a big ROYALTY. I did not know I was the privileged one.

“yeah ED SHEERAN. Maybe I think he’s coming for the weekend for his new album. You can meet him then”

“harry you make me feel like a peasant” I tell him sighing.

“no no you don’t have to feel that way. Hey c’mon help me with the paint no. c’mon get up kid get up” he orders me.

“yeah sure” I get up pulling down the sheets back on the piano.

“it is so hot in here. Why haven’t you switched on the fans harry?”

“the paint will dry dumbo” he says hitting me on the forehead.

“hey.. I . am. Not. a. dumbo” I say warning him.

“then for that you can take your shirt off. If you feel too hot” he tells me.

“but I don’t have anything to show off underneath” I tell him coz he had those sexy tattoos over his chest and stomach and his waist and even on his arms. But I had none.

“what do you mean?” he asks me totally confused.

“yeah. You have tattoos and I have none”

“so what?” he shrugs as he bends down to pick up a can full with light blue color paint.

“I just have my nipples to show off” I ell him clearly. “and yes some skin too”

“don’t be afraid but I have four of them” he tells me.

“what? You have four nipples? Seriously? Do I live with a human?” I ask him as my eyebrows curved into a frown. I wondered coz I’ve always called him a Greek god and is he seriously something supernatural?

“come here hold this for me.” He tells me to hold the tin can for him. “see two of them you can see” he traces his fingers over his chest making some paint on him smudge. “one is ..here and the other one here. Total four” he tells me smiling. “I know this is funny or maybe something weird or anything you want to call it but I’m human”

“SERIOUSLY HARRY?” I still couldn’t believe coz with the amount of surprises I had received I couldn’t believe this one. “this is sooo….arrgghh..i don’t know what to call you now..” I was feeling like something ghostly.

“I’m still your haz, lou” he tells me so sweetly. That was real sweet. I did not know what was going inside his head right now but his expression on his face was a bit like he was lost into something. Seriously I loved this expression but this was something incredible happening with me.


HARRY’S P.O.V
The door bell rang Louis immediately ran out of the room, handing me back the tin can full of paint and when he exited the room he was shouting “piiiZZZZZAAAAAAAAAAA…I’M CoMING” he was such a kid.

Within 5 minutes he was back with two pizza boxes in his hand. He looked so happy. His expression told me he could rip open the boxes anytime.

“I know you want to rip them open but seat urself first loui—“ even before I could complete my sentence he was sitting on the floor taking bites of the pizza.

“c’mon man sit down if you want to eat it…it’ll not take more than 5 for me to finish them. Seriously” he says as he looked up at me trying to stuff it all into his mouth.

“you eat like a dog” I comment as I sat down on the floor with him cross legged.

“let it be man..i’ll teach you too” he says chewing his pizza.

“no paleasee” I shrug him off as I pick up a big slice but immediately he slapped on my hand and I look up.

“the smaller one..that is mine” he says grinning at me.

“yes sir” I keep that back and pick up the smaller one. I was literally smiling at him coz I will have to be carefull the next time I share his food.
We sat there in complete silence until I could hear Louis burp at the last bite he took.

“sorry. I hope you don’t mind at last I’m a dog.”

“yeah that’s fine” I laugh at him.

“oh my god harry you eat pizza too with manners.” He was so surprised as he looked at me.

“habits take time to change” I tell him as a fact and that was really true for me coz I never actually ate like a dog and it would be even hard for me to try.

“I think I’ll have to spend more time with you.” He was so worried about me eating like that and I can never understand him.

“yeah you should.” I say as I was about to get up but I see Louis wiping his hands off his shirt.

“for god’s sake that was your shirt Louis. That wasn’t a rag” I literally shout at him at this.

“yeah that was ‘MY’ shirt” he says stressing hard on ‘my’. But I was so annoyed with his dog habits.

“eeks..you could’ve washed your hands louis” I tell him but I think that was no use.

“y do you care? That’s my thing. Don’t worry”

“no your not standing beside me with that tee” I tell him coz that really made me feel yuck.

“okay fine I’ll take it off. Whats the big deal man. You act like a girl”

“thank you.” I breath a deeply as I get up and pick the tin can coz it was 9 by now and I had to complete painting.

“c’mon Louis help me” I ask him to help me but as I turn around to look at him what I saw was quite breath taking. Yeah he stood there in his pajamas and only pajamas. His shirt was lying down on the floor coz I told him to take it off and he did. He was a beauty. Really.

“you look so sexy” I compliment him coz I could not stop myself and it was ok if I did coz we were friends anyway so this was going to be everyday business.

“c’mon plzz concentrate on the wall coz then you might end up splashing paint on me” he says an did think he was a bit correct. I might as well do that if I looked at him any longer.

“okay …umm so you can splash the green paint on the wall. I’ll count then we’ll throw together, fine?”

“yeah sure. This is going to be so much fun” he says as he smiles picking up the paint coz I know I got both of us excited.

“soo 1…2…3…aaand yeahhhh” I yell as we throw the paint together on the wall. Some dropped onto the floor some onto us but much of it was on the wall.

“this looks so great harry. Where did you steal the idea from?”

“that’s mine. Original from harry styles” I tell him and that really was.

“okay then. Whats going to be the next colour?” he asks me making me anxious again. My insides were literally jumping and I guess his were too.

“pick any” I tell him

“orange” he says as he picks up the bucket and threw it onto the wall.
The next few moments we played with the colors throwing them onto the wall which ended up splashing some on our bodies too but that wasn’t a worry. Louis even threw some onto me and I was so going to take the revenge. But he ran as soon as he threw the paint onto me. I have to tell he was a good runner.

“Louis you’re not going to be saved. I’ll catch you” I shout as I run behind me all over the room with the paint bucket. I was not going to leave him.

“nobody’s ever been able to catch me harry. Nobody. who are you tiny little piece of shit” he yells as he runs behind the piano then across the drum set and everywhere he could but away from me.

“I am harry styles and nobody’s ever escaped me” I yell back at him coz I so wanted to catch him and pour the paint over his head.

‘c’mmon you will never” he would say in between his laughs and was panting heavily but he did not sop. And here I was following him continuously and I will not let him go off so easily. Yeah just a few more steps and then I could catch him but he was a fast runner, I have to agree this.
Within the next few moments I was surely going to catch him and I did.
I held him from the back and poured all the liquid orange paint over him coz I could surely take
advantage of my height and I was pretty happy about that.

“no harry no pleaasseee harrryyy….nooo” he shouted and pleaded but he was right now in my arms as we both were lying the ground with paint all over us but mostly all over Louis.

“see I told you…I told you I would catch you” I tell him panting and laughing at the same time.

LOUIS’ P.O.V
I was soo all slippery slippery now as the paint dripped over my face and chest. It was not going to get away so easily. Harry had caught me and he did what he anted to.

“seriously man you’re shit”

“I know how to take a revenge” he says laughing

“I can sure see that” I reply rolling my eyes. I try to remove some of the paint from my face and
wipe it off on harry’s shoulder or anywhere I could think of. I was sure enough o behave like a girl right now and hit him in his stomach countless times with my fist and I did.
I turned around on the floor and hit him right on his butterfly tattoo.

“here you deserve it” I hit him again again again again. I wasn’t going to stop. Why did he had to pour the thing on me?

“ahh…ouch Louis….ouch ouch ..its hurting” he says trying to save himself.

“yeah surely it should” I tell him angrily.

“so your upset coz I poured paint on you?” he asks me as if he did not know.

“yeah OFCORSE” I say coz was soo true right now and I hit him again for asking me such a dumb question that too right now.

“okay okay….fine Louis..you can pour some on me then” he tells me and I was surprised.

“ohh c’mon” I tell him. I was upset but I was not going to pour paint on him coz I already had and he just took revenge.

“here…. here’s the can” he hands me with some purple paint and I immediately grab. Why not when he was telling me too.

“soo okay….1…2…3.” I empty the paint all over him and it was done I clap like a kid coz it was soo fun. I was just loving it. The paint dripped over him and over his chest and perfect curves of his abs. it was so beautiful. I sat there staring the beauty. He was so perfect and I suddenly felt guilty of doing the thing I had done but as I was about to apologize I was stopped.

The next moment harry’s lips were connected to mine and wee moving in sync and I could no longer keep my eyes open and they shut immediately. It was so passionate. I did not know what was happening but knew there was something going on. He shifted closer to me as his hands ran all over my back making the paint spread. The sweat and paint mixed real well and gave a faint smell.

Right now harry ‘s bare chest was stuck to mine and made the paint slip between us. It made everything soo smooth but I was rather wondering what was happening coz my head was spinning. I wanted to stop but the kiss got stronger and stronger as harry’s hand held my back tight and with every motion he would stick to me closely and he was pushing me closer to him.

He was stronger than me and I couldn’t help but shift closer to him as he would pull me. I liked it but at the same time I wanted to pull away. It felt good but I wanted to stop. I wasn’t kissing him back but I wanted to. Something inside me wanted to do it but something wanted to stop.

But right now I did not care I kissed him back coz I knew he needed it. He was deprived of it and right now I just wanted to help him and make him get out of all his pains. With the passion he was kissing me I knew he was filled with pain and he was transferring it to me and I was taking it all in. I loved it how he felt I could cure him. And yes I wanted to do that, all of it.

Notes

a total different harry here. tell me if you like this or not.<3
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