Privileged Murder

Thirty

< Louis' POV >

"Louis?!" Huh "LOUIS?!"

"Hmph" I managed to squeeze out whilst rolling over onto my stomach

"LOUIS FUCKING TOMLINSON!"

I took all the strength I could muster to lift my head up and - not so delicately - shout "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Hearing the door to the bedroom swing open and slam against the wall "Louis Tomlinson get up! It's half past 3 in the afternoon"

"Don't want to" I mumbled into the pillow when I felt someone sit on the back of my thighs "What do you want Harry?"

I turned around as much as I could under his weight and looked up at the gorgeous view of Harry "Good morning" I wasn't particularly in the mood for his sarcasm seeing as I had only just woken up "Got something for you..." I raised my eyebrows questionably and he reached beside us on the bed and handed me a black bag "Your birthday present"

"Looks fancy darling" I noticed him biting his bottom lip which made me immediately suspicious. Undoing the little silk ribbon tying the handles together I pulled away the sheet of tissue paper to reveal a fluffy material along with a metal chain "You didn't?" He continued to bite his lip "Really?"

"Really want to try them..."

"I should strangle you, you know" He licked over his bottom lip after releasing it from his teeth "For giving me something that I can't use on you for at least another week"

He just laughed "I understand the anger Louis but I couldn't keep it a secret any longer"

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't..."

"It's illegal, it takes a lot longer than you think and it's a lot harder to do than it seems on television..."

I smacked his bare thigh lightly, now only noticing he was just in boxers "I said one, not three you cheeky little shit" He laid himself against me so our chests were flush together, I took the opportunity of the closeness to lick over the shell of his ear "You gonna let me fuck you hard all locked up in handcuffs when your arm gets better?"

He just wriggled on top of me, having to grab his hips to still him "Lou-" I just squeezed his hip so I got a verbal answer "Of course Louis. Always"

Bringing my hand up, I traced lightly over a love bite on the right side lower on his neck "So tell me... Did I rock your world last night?"

"Didn't even rock my bed let alone my world" My fave scrunched in confusion and he could sense it so he continued to explain "We didn't do anything" My mouth fell open in a bit of shock "You passed out on the sofa with Zayn so me and Liam carried you up here and I repaid the favour by helping him put Zayn in the car"

I squeezed his hips again "Sorry about that baby"

"Well you seemed to have a good night regardless" I kissed over the purple mark on his throat "You got blinded drunk, not to mention high as fuck, ran around the house for a few minutes then passed out"

"Happy days" I reached around and slapped his arse "Let's get food... hmm?" I rose my eyebrows

He went to move his leg over me and then hesitated "I want to go away"

"What? Now?"

He laughed a bit "No dipshit, not now. After that industry party thing... fancy going away"

I thought for a moment and yeah, I wanted that as well, I mean I had already booked a while off of work so no harm in it "Sure thing. Where?"

He swung his leg back over my hip and started walking away towards the bedroom door, swinging his hips as he did so "Nu-uh. I'm making all the arrangements" He walked out and I quickly jumped out of the bed and followed him, now stood at the kitchen counter looking through his phone I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist "Don't even try it, Louis. No, I'm not telling you where we are going and no, you're not allowed to arrange it"