Harry smirked a bit as he opened his emerald eyes and as she slid her hands under his shirt, a light blush tinted his cheeks. "Take it off it you so desire," he told her as his fingers continued to graze her skin. He wouldn't dare take her shirt off without any form of consent, especially in the situation they were in. He wanted to make sure everything was alright with her before he made any sort of move.
Lewis heard his phone go off and he sighed softly, knowing it would be a struggle to see whatever he had been sent. Carefully, he set his cup of tea down and picked the device up, allowing himself to attempt to see what he had gotten. He squinted his eyes hoping to somehow be able to see the picture better on his cracked screen, but it was no use. He locked his phone again and tossed it onto the bed beside him before returning to his tea, wanting to keep himself rather relaxed, especially after such a rough night.
Haven't got a clue if he's coming home or not. I heard he had a pretty bad night though or at least that's what my mum was told when she called in this morning, Vicky texted back. As soon as the message sent their mother told them they were leaving for the hospital and she stood up to join them. Hopefully Lou would be able to come back to his apartment and not have to suffer through another day there, but if he had a bad night, she figured they'd be very hesitant to let him go home just yet.