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Harry waved to Niall who drove out of the driveway. Last thing he did was give them a pack of condoms, and a strawberry flavoured lube. ‘This will be to good use’ he had said and walked down the stairs, only five minutes ago.
“let’s get this door shut now, I’m freeing my balls off.” Louis huffed.
“God, you’re not the least dramatic” Harry turned and walked towards the living room but was soon nearly tackled by Louis jumping onto his back ang clenching onto him.
“I think you are the best thing that has ever happened to me” Louis whispered into his ear.
“Think?”
“Or yeah second, ‘because I think the invention of tea is always gonna be first place” Harry just smiled.
“Right, love you too, babe.” It felt like an understatement, but Harry couldn’t find more words. Louis jumped down from his back se he kept on walking. “Come with me, will you?” Harry reached out his hand. And Louis took it. Harry walked backwards leading Louis slowly, and he wasn’t really sure to were. “I don’t know what to do with you.”
“Whatever you want, darling” Harry kept on backing until he hit the wall the one right beside the opening to the stairs.
“Mhm, love when you give me nicknames” Harry hummed. “I can’t get enough of you” he pulled him into a soft kiss.
“Where are you taking me?” Louis’ fingers brushed over his ear, placing the half long hair behind it as lips touched his again.
“I don’t know” Harry chuckled.
“Can I come with a prompt?” his hands on each side of Harry’s face.
“As long as I get to be close to you” Harry said.
“Even closer than you are now,” Louis whispered and held tight at Harry’s one hand while dragging him to the terrace door. He opened it and kept on walking. Harry strokes his fingers over Louis’ knuckles as they were walking.
They got to the bubble bath. Louis twirled Harry into his hold and gave him an asking look. But Harry was too caught up in how beautiful Louis looked. He was in a very oversized knitted sweater, that Harry had still not told him was the sweater he would normally wear, and it was fitting perfectly to him. his eyes traced down to the hips and there was a pair of grey sweatpants hanging off him. and the cutest part had to be the wool socks stretching over the pants almost all the way to his knees.
He was snapped out of his thoughts by Louis. he was moving his hands down his side. Fingers unbuttoned the one button on his jeans. And eyes looked up at him. and he nodded. Louis pulled the zipper down slowly and let Harry’s jeans fall to the ground. Harry felt vulnerable his cock being the tiniest because of the cold. Not even a bulk could be seen outside of the boxer. But it felt good being vulnerable in front of Louis. it felt real.
Louis’ clothes were off before Harrying knew it, and he was sitting on the edge of the tub, hands on the edge of Harry’s hoodie.
“You are beautiful” Louis said, eyes traveling over Harry’s bare chest when the hoodie was off.
Harry slid down into the water and let Louis take a place in his lap.
“What would you be doing now, you think, if this hadn’t happened?” Louis asked him.
“Hmm, what would I be doing, walk around with a cup of coffee, place it on the piano as I sat down to play.” That was something Harry did often.
“What would you play?” Louis said? His hand warm against the back of Harry’s neck. Finger twisting his hair.
“songs” Harry answered lazily.
“No way” Louis teased.
“Often ones that reminded me of you.” he said it simply like it was the easiest thing to say. but it was another type of confession. One that would tell Louis how much he had missed him. how much sorrow he caried for letting Louis go.
“Which songs reminded you of me?” Harry could feel this heaviness fall over him. could feel his stomach drop, eyes fill with tears.
“I know baby” Louis hugged him. Louis knew, but what did that mean, if they still couldn’t turn back time? “Which songs, Harry, reminds you of me.”
“The twilight one, the one that played in that scene always cried.”
“The one with Edward and Renesmee at the piano”
“Yes, when you wrapped me into your side, every single time.”
“How do you feel when you play it?”
“it’s the one I played when I missed you, when I wanted to call you, wanted to feel you. and I always cried.”
“You are beautiful when you cry” Louis smiled.
“Not crying like this, I was hulking, feeling so hopeless.”
“Why were you so broken,” Harry chuckled, “no, not like that, uh I was a mess too but-”
“Because Louis, you are the only person I’ve ever trusted to love me. because you are my only one. the love of my life. And in those times in my life, I was sure I had lost you forever, and I would never get you. convinced you were out loving someone else. it was like going through a breakup.” Louis seemed to understand what he meant.
“But here we finally are” Louis said. Harry slid his hands down to the curve of Louis’ back.
“And I don’t want to be sad anymore,” his fingers elegantly moved to Louis’ stomach, his lower stomach. Up and down, they stroke as they kissed in the winter cold air.
“You don’t need to be, I’m not going anywhere.”
“I still feel like you’re gonna be snapped away from me again” Harry said. Louis wrapped him in a hug. Lips on his neck.
“But I’m not” he whispered. His hair was still dry. Forehead felt cold against Harry’s shoulder. “Hazza?” Louis asked.
“Mhm,” Harry moaned and laid his head back to the edge of the tub. Louis placed his hand on Harry’s cheek. He lifted Harry’s head and Harry focused more by the look Louis had on him. “What is it, Lou?”
“Stop me if yea-” he cut himself of. Harry felt a hand rest on top of the one he had placed on Louis’ stomach. Louis led Harry’s hand further down. Harry smiled when he met the feeling of something poking up from Louis’ boxers. Automatically he gave it a press with his thumb. “Ha-,” Louis hissed.
Harry’s hands travelled to Louis’ back again this time inside Louis’ boxer enough to slide it of him, with some help. His own one was off too in only seconds. His hand was working on Louis while Louis was throwing himself over Harry’s lips.
Harry broke their kissing. He kind of just looked at Louis as a question.
“What is it babe?”
“You want to do this right? Here right now?”
“I don’t know if I can wait any longer,” Louis reassured. “Hazza? My boy,” and that did things to Harry.
“Shit Lou, call me that again.”
“My, boy” was whispered into his ear. “What do you want? Shall I fuck you? or, ride you?”
“God Lou if I knew that was an option. Ride me please.” His fingers slid down Louis’ crack to feel his hole.
Louis grabbed the lube that had been placed behind Louis. Harry held his fingers over the water and let Louis squirt some on. Then he led his hand down Louis’ opening again. Harry really couldn’t wait, so his finger started working.
“God Harry, ah your fingers” Louis said head falling on his shoulder, as Harry pushed in.
“I love you so much” Louis said. His arms were wrapping around Harry. they were laying in Harry’s bed.
“You are so amazing” Harry snuggled his face into Louis’ torso. “Like freaking god, I love you more than my mum.”
“I don’t think you are allowed to say that.” Harry raised himself onto one elbow and leant over him to kiss him.
“I love you” he whispered, quiet enough that he wasn’t sure Louis could hear him. Louis brought his hand to his lips. He picked at it. and Harry couldn’t stop himself from smiling.
“we’ve got to order tickets to the flight tomorrow” Louis said.
“Really? Why so early?” Harry asked.
“Harry, its five days to Christmas, I was thinking we should get there may be a bit before opening the presents, or what do you think?” Louis joked.
“Five days!?” Harry was shocked.
“Yeah, did you forget” Louis laughed.
“You are kind of a blocker for everything that’s called common sense in my brain right now” Harry said seriously.
“Well, I was thinking that we should leave in maybe two days, if that’s fine with you of course.”
“Yeah, if your mum still wants me” Harry said jokingly.
“Haz, of course she wants you, she misses you a lot, they all do.”
The mess of packing with Louis was something else than he had ever experienced.
He had gotten the suitcases and laid them open on the bed then made them tea, and when he got upstairs again Louis’ suitcase was just filled with a ball of clothes and he had half of his stuff to bring left.
“Baby is this really how you do it?.” Louis turned from the closet with another pile in his hands and Louis found him unbelievably cute.
“Yes, it is Harry, and it’s the best way” Louis kept on talking while Harry waked over to him. “It takes no time, and nearly no energy, and works completely fine.”
“right” Harry sighed and helped Louis with another pile. “Why did you bring so much?”
“I don’t know, I’m not good at adult decisions.”
“Packing a suitcase, it an adult decision?”
“absolutely”
“Guess we’ve figured out who’s doing that in the future then.” even though there wasn’t a point in it Harry folded the few sweaters and placed them on top of Louis’ mess. He felt Louis come up behind him, and his arms wrapped around his waist. He just kept on folding the sweater he was holding and let Louis do his thing.
“The future,” Louis murmured into his neck.
“mhm” Harry hummed.
“When do we have to leave?” Louis asked from behind.
“We leave in two hours we’ll have enough time.”
“Enough time for what exactly?”
“Not what you think” Harry smiled. And kept on folding the clothes.
“I'm really in need of a hot shower.”
“You literally had one an hour ago” Harry turned in his arms. “Right after half an hour in the hot tub.”
“you’re doing things to me.”
“We can have a shower at Joe’s after the long travel, that’s gonna feel much better, I don’t have time now.”
“I never mentioned I needed you in it.” Louis smiled cheekily as he laid his hand lower on Harry’s back.
“Right then.” Harry physically moved Louis’ arms with his hands, away from his body and walked around the bed. “I love that we can be independent, manage to go a few moments without each other. wouldn’t want to be completely tied.” He looked up at Louis who was grinning at him with eyes telling. Almost as if love was written on his forehead.
Harry left the room and walked down the stairs. He gathered his computer and a book for the plane, together with a few snacks for the car ride. He put it all in his handbag for the travel. Then walked over to the kitchen. It was bright and sun filled. Which made Harry suddenly more positive.
“Baby?”
“In the kitchen,” Harry said.
“Hey,” said Louis and wrapped two arms around him. he was cooking them some food to eat before they leave.
Louis’s hand grabbed his own. “don’t be worried, baby.” he had to have noticed the way his leg had been shaking.
“What if they don’t like that it’s me. what if they are expecting something new and exciting.”
“They love you Harry,” was all Louis said.
“Yeah, I know that, but that’s as your friend. Not as your boyfriend.”
“Love when you call yourself my boyfriend.”
“you’re ignoring what I'm saying,” Harry stated.
“Yes, I am because I think it’s absolutely ridiculous that you are nervous at all. Mum loves you more than me and would so definitely want you as her other son.” Harry just looked at him, and he looked back. “Look, were just about here now. being worried will be a waste, and in about 30 seconds you will realize that.
They drove up to the house and Harry stepped carefully out. Louis gave him a look over the roof of the car, it was the one that told him to take it chill, which was something he managed to do for a split second before he heard the front door open.
He could hear the loud gasp all the way from the door. Before he could even look Lottie had made her way to him.
“Harry!” she screamed and threw herself in his arms. He wrapped his own arms around her and lifted her slightly up and twisted around.
“Lottie,” he stuttered into her neck.
“Oh my god, oh shit how long since I've seen you.”
“Five years, isn’t it?”
“Way to long.” she said as they got out of the hug. Louis had made his way up to his side with both of their suitcases. “Louis?”
“Hello sis,” he replied.
“didn’t you tell mum you were bringing your new boyfriend?” Harry had to hold his laugh inn, but also got a little worried. Lottie didn’t see him as Louis’ boyfriend.
Louis stepped up even closer to his side. “Yes, I did indeed.” Louis wrapped his arm around his waist, as Lottie looked between Harry and Louis. Harry could see her look down at Louis’ hand now at the other side of Harry, and that’s when she realized. “No way.” her hands went straight to her mouth. “Oh my god!” and he was wrapped in another hug. “Finally, you got your heads out of your arses.” Harry had to laugh.
They walked up to the door and was met with Jay inside. “Louis,” she greeted, and then, “Harry, good to have you here. We’ve been waiting.” When Harry looked at her with a questioning face she lights up. “Oh, don’t think I didn’t get it when this one,” she wrapped her arm around Louis, “called in his happiest tone, telling us he was bringing someone home. I don’t think he’d ever bring someone home so fast if it wasn’t you darling.” She let go of Louis and walked up to him with her arms out. they both landed on each of his cheeks. “How good to see you, Harry. my second son.” She kissed his cheek.
That was when Harry knew it was all going to be fine.