Louis' POVThe aircraft dings two times, breaking Harry, Liam, and Niall out of their sleep. We've flown enough times to know that the double-dings means ten minutes until we land.
"Good morning sleepy," I smile at Harry, who sits up off of me and turns to face me.
"Morning love," He responds in a low, raspy voice thick with sleep.
"Harry you sleep most of the ride yeah?" Liam asks, tone light but curious.
"Yeah. Woke up twice but pretty much slept through it," Harry confirms, laughing at himself.
"That's nice. Were you able to get a good bit of sleep Louis?" Liam directs his next question towards me.
"Little bit 'ere and there," I answer. My instincts tell me he is trying to feel out if Harry and I know about him and Niall. I'm not going to let him know that I know, because I understand what he's going through and it can be scary. It could also just be nothing, either way I don't want to stress them out or make them uncomfortable in any way.
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The ride to the house is short. Nathan booked a limo to take us from the airport to our new home, despite the ride being only fifteen minutes.
I wonder how he's got so much money...
We slide out of the limo and stand in the driveway of our new home, where a rich middle-aged man stands with a small case in his hands.
The house is stunning, we really did luck out in terms of location. I glance over at Harry, who's eyes are wide with awe as he takes in the incredible view.
"I can't wait to play guitar on that porch," He whispers looking down at me.
"It's beautiful," I agree, sighing in amazement.
"Welcome to your new home! My name is Shaun, I'm one of Nathan's partners. Here is a key to the place for each of you, as well as a card with my number on it. Think of me as your on-site Nathan, for matters he can't attend to due to being in London," Shaun greets us warmly, shaking out hands and giving us our cards and keys.
"All of your luggage has been brought in already and your rooms are indicated by a sign on the door. Make yourselves at home, feel free to unpack, move around or trade rooms. If you need anything please let me know," He informs us, stepping to the side and allowing us to enter the house.
We each say our thank you's as we pass him, taking in the incredible view of the living room.
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Fiksi PenggemarLouis Tomlinson and Harry Styles. You know them as Larry Stylinson. •COMPLETELY FICTIONAL, DONT COME FOR ME (sad/romantic/fluff/naughty)