Holiday

Chapter Thirty-Two: So.. it's a date?

Louis

It was quite early in the morning when I decided to make breakfast. From what I know is that all five of us boys didn't have anything to do today so we get to just chill out here in the house.

We have been working nonstop for the past couple of days which is a good thing and a bad thing at the same time. Why?

Because even though we barely have time with Emily, she still gets to spend days long with Ryan. They still haven't confessed to each other which sucks but I'm sure it'll come soon. 

Sometimes they would have small cute moments when they think we aren't looking, and according to Emily, even when they make music together which we find just so adorable. 

I may not like it when Ryan gets a little too close with her, but then again, they do look cute together and they really have strong feelings for each other so who am I to stop love? 

I just go all papa bear when it comes to Emily. She really is everything to me, and I love her to death. I sometimes forget that she isn't really my daughter. But who cares, right? In my eyes, she is. 

I was in the middle of making scrambled eggs when I was taken away from my deep thinking by a strong pair of arms wrapped around my waist, hugging me by my stomach.

I felt a soft kiss on my shoulder and then on the side of my neck, dangerously close to my jawline. I hummed in pleasure. 

"Morning, baby," Harry's lovely husky voice whisper to me as I grinned. Glancing at the beautiful boy behind me, I kissed his cheek.

"Good morning, Harold," I cheekily said knowing he hated it when I called him that. He rolled his eyes and tighten his grip on me while I turn off the stove, finishing off cooking the food.

"You didn't burn them and put in poison did you, Lou?" He cautiously asked. It was now my turn to roll my eyes. 

"I know how to cook scrambled eggs, stop underestimating me," I annoyingly said, turning around and tried to get out of his arms but he softly pushed me on the counter, pinning me down and preventing me from moving.

I looked into his eyes, and I can see a little cheeky smirk. Before I could even say anything else, he pressed his lips onto mine which I gladly kissed back. My cheeks turned hot from the tension and passion in the room.

I removed my hands from the counter and placed them around his shoulders. He leaned in even closer, making me lean back, which made me giggle. I felt him smile into the kiss and continued to explore my mouth. 

Our breathing started to pick up as I ran a couple of fingers through his hair, knowing he loved it when I do that. He hummed in response and pulled me closer even though I know there wasn't much space to fill left.

"This is a nice start for the day," I said pulling away from the kiss for a while before pressing my lips on his again. "What can I say? I've missed you" he replied in between kisses.

"Really?" I breathed out, not wanting to stop but I had to see what he would answer with because I was genuinely curious why he missed me.

"I woke up with you not next to me, of course, I missed you," he said, before quickly grabbing the back of my neck and passionately kissing me once again, making me moan a little in shock from the sudden force which I didn't mind at all.

I felt him lick the bottom of my lip, asking for an entrance and I allowed him, feeling his tongue enter my mouth. I did the same while he softly caresses my arms and running his hands down my back, grabbing my bum.

I giggled in excitement when I felt him squeeze my buttcheek while he was still enjoying and savoring my mouth. I was starting to feel myself get harder and I know for a fact Harry was too.