I'm in Love With A Criminal

~14~

I'd like to apologize in advance. This is my first time doing this, and I know it's gonna be shit....

Slight smut ahead

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"Lou... angel,"

Louis stirred, shaking away the hand that rested on his shoulder. It retreated, but once again rested on his shoulder.

"Louis, wake up."

Louis' eyes opened and the change in tone. He looked up and saw Harry looking down at him. His stern expression softened into a smile when they made eye contact. "G'morning."

Louis whined and closed his eyes again.

"Louis. You have to get up," Harry said again.

Louis shook his head and melted into the blankets. He heard Harry sigh and the weight under him leave, along with the dip in the bed. When he heard nothing except a door open and close, he thought Harry left. He smiled to himself with satisfaction.

That is, until, he was attacked. His eyes flew open as the sheets were ripped off him and thrown across the room. Harry wrapped his arms around him and swung him into the air before throwing him over his shoulder.

"Harry! Put me down!"

"That's daddy to you," he said, bringing a hand up to slap his ass.

Louis yelped at the initial sting. He continued to try and free himself, but he knew he couldn't. He tried turning around to see where they were going. But just as he saw them standing by the door, Harry pulled him down to hold him bridal-style.

He looked up with a pout. "Why'd you have to wake me?"

"Because I was bored," Harry said as he made his way up the stairs. "And I'm taking you on a date today."

"What?" Louis' eyes opened wide. "H-How?"

"The boys went out and got me some stuff, and left us alone," Harry said. "Got the house to ourselves, baby."

Louis blushed at the name. It's been two weeks now since he's been kidnapped. He's still not used to the pet names, but he loved them regardless.

They've gotten closer and closer, and eventually they were practically a couple. But Harry didn't want to say they were. Instead, he decided to have a date night with Louis... his Louis.

They made their way to the kitchen, where Harry sat Louis on top of the counter. He handed his small boy a bouquet of red roses with white orchids, and a giant teddy bear with a box of chocolate. He instantly nuzzled into the bear like a child, missing Harry fonding over him.

Louis looked at the clock on the stove. 12:47 pm. Shit.

He looked up and saw Harry pulling out bags from the fridge. He couldn't tell what was in any of them, but he didn't care. He was so hungry, he could eat a cow.

"Uh, I wasn't sure of what to do. I'm not much of a romantic type," Harry admitted, "so the boys helped me with everything."

He held up a piece of paper that had Itinerary clearly written in Liam's handwriting. Louis giggled. Harry beamed at the noise and put it down.

"They argued about what to eat. Zayn said something from romantic dinner date, so he chose steak. Liam chose PB&J with grapes, cause he's a dad apparently. And Niall..." Harry sighed and dug around the fridge. "He chose fried chicken. Don't know why."

Louis laughed. He looked at the food with hungry eyes. He wanted all of it. He didn't care what it was, he just needed food.

His stomach growled loudly. He clutched it shyly just as Harry smirked. "Hungry?"