After two years of setting their basic rules, Louis and Harry had broke the jealousy one at least over 400 hundred times, give or take a couple hundred.
They also fight a lot. Like, a lot. But just in four months all the 'I hate you's' changed their meaning; whenever Harry or Louis say 'I hate you' it basically sounds like a 'I love you' because of how fondly they say it.
So no, they have never said to each other the L word. They replaced it with the H word. And they broke rule number one every day, starting from the very next day of its invention.
To Niall, Ed, Liam and Zayn it was, for a start, really hard to understand the anatomy of Louis and Harry's... whatever. They never said the word 'relationship' nor did they call each other boyfriends. But when time passed by, they learned that Louis and Harry indeed were in a relationship; it was just a really weird and unique one.
Basically they were like in a normal relationship, except that they never admitted that they were in one. Like, jeez, Harry lived with Louis. Had been living like, what, one year and ten months?
So when Louis' opened his flat's door, which after two years was still the same old flat, and ran straight to shower, he didn't even flinch when after a moment strong, tattooed arms wrapped around his hips and pulled him against very nice abs and chest. Louis turned around slowly and stared into Harry's green eyes, and blinked a few times since the water running above him was getting on his face.
"I thought I'd join you", said Harry, smiling rather cheekily.
"As always."
Harry leaned closer and Louis stood on his toes and pressed his lips against Harry's. It made his heart beat faster and butterflies fly around in his stomach.
Harry pressed Louis against the shower wall and started kissing his neck and chest. Louis moaned and sank his fingers in Harry's hair. Harry lifted his head and smiled at Louis.
"Hi", he whispered, leaning his forehead against Louis'.
"Hi", Louis whispered back, breathing heavily. "You just created me a huge problem."
Harry glanced down and smirked. "I can see that."
"I hate you", Louis said, kissing Harry gently and sweetly. Harry smiled against Louis' lips, and his hands started travelling down. Louis gently bit Harry's lip. "Careful there, darling, we need to leave soon."
Harry smirked, kissing Louis' neck. "I can be quick."
Louis moaned. "I'm sure of it."
"We will make it in time to our flight", Harry mumbled against Louis' skin.
"Niall and Ed will kill us if we miss their wedding", Louis said, out of breath but did nothing to stop Harry when the younger lad stroked him.
"Stop me", Harry whispered against Louis lips. Louis couldn't help but just pant and look how Harry got down on his knees, glanced at him under his eyebrows and winked. "That's what I thought."
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Surprisingly enough, they made it in time to their flight and arrived to Los Angeles right on schedule. Liam, Zayn and their two year old baby boy, Lucas, were waiting for them when they stepped out of the plane.
Louis leaned against Harry's shoulder, yawning loudly. "Why on earth Niall and Ed wanted to get married in here?"
"I have no idea", said Harry.
They reached Liam, Zayn and Lucas and Harry forced Louis to stand on his own.
"How are my favorite boys?" asked Liam, pulling Louis and Harry into a hug.
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The Wedding ✔
FanfictionLouis Tomlinson and Harry Styles' best friends are getting married, which gives them a perfect opportunity to finally meet each other for the first time. Thanks to each other, Harry discovers new sides of himself - more or less pleasant - and Louis...