Louis' POV

I can’t sleep. The rain is pattering down on my tent so, so loudly.

It’s only eleven p.m. If I’m lucky, Harry is still awake. I grab my hoodie and put it on over my pyjamas.

I run through the rain but get super wet anyways before arriving at Harry’s tent.

I still see light in it, maybe he’s still awake.

“Harry?”, I whisper.

I hear him moving inside of the tent before he pokes his head out of the entrance and grins.

He opens the door and I crawl in quickly. It’s cold outside.
“Hi.”

“Couldn’t sleep. The rain’s so loud.”

“It doesn’t rain in space.”

I laugh and cuddle closer to him, wrapping my arm around his waist.

“You can sleep here.”

I nod. I don’t think about dad or how he’d react if he found out.

“I like you”, I whisper into his ear.

“I like you too”, he whispers back, “More than space.”

“So much?”

He nods. “Yep. So much.”