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Louis's POV
I sit on the couch, my legs spread and Harry sitting on the floor in between them.

"Ouch, Louis!" He shouts. I playfully wack his shoulder, rolling my eyes.

"I'm not even pulling that hard!" I shout back. Harry just laughs, his shoulders moving up and down. I continue to braid his hair. Two French braids because why not. "How do you even know how to braid?" Harry asks, turning his head to try and look at me.

I grab his head in my hands and make him stare forward again. He just laughs again, shaking his head to try and piss me off more.

"Harry!" I shout. He just laughs and I scoff, standing up and putting my hands up in defeat. "I'm done." I say, walking away.

"No, Louis." He pleads but I shake my head, walking away down the hall. I hear his footsteps approach me and I keep walking, picking up my pace slightly.

I feel a hand on my wrist and then he spins me around, pulling me close to his chest.

"Lou, I'm sorry. I promise I'll sit still." He says, grabbing my chin and making me look up at him.

"Hm, I don't know." I say, trying to see what I can get him to do.

"No PDA in the halls please." Zayn shouts when he sees us.

"Yeah, you're one to talk." I snap back. Zayn throws his head back and let's out a bark of laughter.

"It wasn't in the hall." He says, winking. He continues down the hall, holding up a middle finger at me and I just roll my eyes.

"What was that all about?" Harry asks. I just shrug and he kisses my neck. Slow and long kisses where he lets his tongue drag along the surface afterwards.

I whine high in my throat and bury my face into Harry's chest. He chuckles and pulls away, looking me in the eyes.

"So, will you finish my hair? I look like a damn fool, Louis. A damn fool." He says. I just laugh but grab his hand, leading him back to the couch. I see Clark on the couch and he smiles at us, waving us over.

Harry scoffs quietly and I just wave back at him. We sit next to him and I finish Harry's hair.

"Thanks, babe." Harry says, kissing me on the lips and then pulling me onto his lap. Clark just ignores it and continues talking to us.

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"Dude, I'm just saying, Zach Efron is totally a twink." Clark says, his hands up in defense.

"No, you cannot be that toned and be a bottom. It's impossible." Harry argues back.

"There's power bottoms." Clark says back quickly. My mind instantly snaps to Zayn but I ignore it.

"Power bottom means you like to take control but a twink is different." Harry says sassily.

"Then he's a twunk."

"Twunk?"

"A twink hunk."

"Jesus Christ. No."

"Yes! Louis back me up here." Clark says, making me laugh. Harry just glares at me, daring me to side with Clark.

"Babe, he is right. Twink is just a category of gay. It doesn't mean they're top or bottom." I say, making Harry scoff and throw his arms up.

"Louis!" He shouts, stomping his foot like a kid. "You're a twink and a bottom so you prove my point." He says, angrily.

"You're more of a twink than me." I say making him roll his eyes.

"Yeah, sure. Sure." He says flexing his muscles and purposely lowering his voice. "I'm so manly." He finishes, growling in my ear. I laugh and push his chest, looking down at my feet.

After hours of arguing it's time for bed. Harry and I get into our bed and he cuddles up behind me, wrapping his arms around me. He kisses my neck and I laugh, squirming around.

"Harry, that tickles." I say, trying to escape his grip around me. "Harry!" I shout. He laughs and finally stops.

"You're so cute." He says, still laughing.

"Fuck you." I say, flipping him off over my shoulder. He just takes my finger into his mouth and sucks on it. I scoff and pull my fingers from his lips with a loud smack. "Gross." I say.

Harry then flips me over so I'm facing him. I forget how strong this man is. He smiles one of his huge dopey smiles and I kiss his dimple.

"Gross." He mocks.

"Go to sleep, dummy." I say, rolling so I'm laying on my stomach. He pats my bum and I giggle closing my eyes to sleep.

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I awake to the sound of an alarm going off. My eyes snap open and Harry is already sitting up, rubbing his eyes.

"What's going on?" He asks, groggily.

Two guards burst in the room and grab us forcing us out the room. The mans hands are cold and burn on my skin.

"H-Harry." I say, as they quickly force us down the hallway. He looks at me and notices the panic on my face.

"Louis, baby, you're fine. You're-" Harry's cut off when they force him to his knees, making all the patients kneel while facing the wall.

"Ha-Harry," I stutter at as they drag me away from him. "Harry!" I shout, fighting against them. He shouts something back but the sound of the alarm plus the over lapping chatter makes it impossible to hear him.

Niall sees me getting dragged away and he runs over, talking to the guard.

"I-I have special orders from Dr. Payne to take him." Nail says, stuttering over his words.

"Wouldn't he have told us?" The guard questions and I fight against his grip more.

"Do you want me to get him?" Niall asks, eyes narrowing. The guard sighs and throws me into Niall, making me stumble into him. He catches me and rubs his hand in circles on my back.

"Shh, Louis, you're okay." He says softly, comforting me. I focus on his words, and my breathing. "Let's go to Liam's room." He says.

I nod and he leads me inside, hand in mine. I walk in and Harry is sitting on the couch with Zayn, head in his hands.

"Harry?" I whisper. His head shoots up and he sighs in relief. I go and sit by him and then Liam walks in, out of breath.

"Clark Swanson. He's gone, escaped." Liam gasps. "He was last seen talking to you and Harry. Did he say anything to you guys? About leaving." Liam asks. We both shake our heads at the same time.

"I-I don't understand. I thought he liked us." I say to Harry sadly.

"No babe, he left for him. He probably did seriously like us but he left for him." He says, grabbing my hand.

"I just need you guys in here today. Security is going to be insane and I don't need Louis-" Liam pauses, eyes scanning me."I don't want them to trigger an attack." He says. I nod and then he leaves again, running down the hall.

Zayn and Niall also leave to help with the patients and looking for where he escaped from.

Harry holds me and hums softly before grabbing my hand and pulling me to Liam's desk. He opens up his laptop and logs onto a site called YouTube.

"Harry, we shouldn't be doing this." I say quietly. He just shushes me and continues typing quickly.

He clicks a video and music fills the quiet space.

"Harry, what is this?" I ask.

"Friends by Ed Sheeran." He tells me. I open my mouth to ask something else but he just puts his hand over my mouth. "Don't talk. Just listen." He instructs.

And I could take the back road,
But your eyes will lead me straight back home.
And if you know me, like I know you
You should love me, ohhh

Friends just sleep in another bed.
And friends don't love me like you.
I know there's a limit to everything,
But my friends won't love me like you.

By now I'm wrapped in Harry's arms, my head on his chest. He's swaying us back and forth to the song and I close my eyes. Listening to the voice of this "Ed Sheeran" fill the room.

Harry quietly hums along and I feel the vibrations from his chest.

"Sing." I say quietly. He chuckles but does it any way. I listen to Ed Sheeran's voice accompanied by Harry's voice surround me. I hear rain pattering on the window and Harry's heartbeat in my ears.

And we're not friends.
We could be anything,
If we try to keep those secrets safe.
No one will find out if it all went wrong,
They'll never know what we went through.

Harry stops singing only to kiss my head. I smile and lean into him more. He chuckles and continues to sing.

By the time the song ends I'm practically butter in Harry's arms. He just brings me over to Dr. Payne's chair and shows me funny cat videos.

Zayn walks in with an exhausted Niall and Liam trailing behind him. They sit down on the couch and sigh loudly.

"Guys, have you ever heard of YouTube?" I ask, turning the computer around. They all give me dumbfounded looks and I play the cat video of the cat in the bath meowing what sounds like little "no's".

"Jesus Christ, Lou." Zayn says. "That's one of the funniest goddamn things I've ever seen." He says, a smiling appearing on his face.

"I know! Look how funny it is!" I say. Zayn comes over while I show him how to use YouTube.

Harry's POV
I silently thank Zayn for not making Louis feel like he's dumb for just realizing YouTube is a thing.

"See and you type in whatever you're looking for up here," he says, typing "Cat Videos" into the search bar and then hitting enter. "And then thousands, and I mean thousands, of videos come up that have to do with cats!" He says excitedly.

"Oh my god! Liam, Niall, have you seen this before?" Niall shakes his head no and comes over.

"I've heard a few people talk about YouTube before but I've never been on it myself." He says, glancing at me then back to Louis.

We spent the rest of the evening listening to Louis laugh at cat videos before we all pass out in Liam's office.

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Why'd Clark escape?!!???

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