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Harry and Louis were sat together on the plane, hands interlinked under their blanket.
Louis whispered something in Harry's ear, making him giggle and nose against Louis's neck.
"When we get back, will you stay with me?" Harry asked.
"My house, or yours?" Louis replied.
"Yours." Harry said, pressing a soft, quick kiss to Louis's neck. He looked around, making sure that nobody had seen before resting his head on Louis's shoulder. "That alright?"
"That's plenty alright." Louis agreed, rubbing his thumb over the back of Harry's hand.
"Can I stay there for a couple of nights?" Harry asked tentatively. "I like the way we were before, I'd like to keep it like that."
"I like it too. I think I've got into a habit of only being able to sleep well when you're in my bed." Louis admitted.
"Me too." Harry closed his eyes. "When you're with me I sleep better."
"Then it's settled, you're staying at mine for the week then we can work it out as we go."
"Can we stop of at mine to get a few things first?" Harry asked, "I want my pink towel."
"Fuck off." Louis laughed, "that's what you want?"
"And my bear." Harry added. "Oh Lou, I've had such a lovely week with you. Can we go on holiday together again?"
"Of course we can."
A young teacher in front of them turned around, her face making Louis laugh through the seats. She was one of the people that him and Harry talked to occasionally.
"I hope you don't mind me saying how cute you two are." She smiled and Harry raised his eyebrows in shock. "Wait, you are together, right?"
Louis looked to Harry, unsure what he wanted to say. Harry looked back to Louis, giving a small nod.
"Just recently." Harry said quietly, "not actually told anyone yet though. Shit, actually maybe I should tell Zayn and Gemma." He turned back to Louis. "Remind me when we get home."
"Will do babe." Louis chuckled.
"Well, you're adorable." She grinned. "Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop or anything."
"No, it's okay." Harry smiled back. "Thank you."
She gave them another smile before turning back around, and Harry settled back against Louis. "Hear that? We're cute!" He whispered.
"Knew that already." Louis laughed.
"Wanna watch a film?" Harry asked out of the blue.
"Yeah, what do you wanna watch?"
"Tangled?" Harry asked shyly, scared of Louis's reaction after Jake.
"Tangled!" Louis nodded enthusiastically. "I'm not ashamed to admit that my sisters got me hooked."
"Marry me." Harry said, looking Louis in the eye.
"Woah, calm down Curly." Louis laughed.
Harry looked around, pleased when nobody was looking. He grabbed the front of Louis's t-shirt, pulling him in for a quick kiss.
"Steady on, babe." Louis whispered, "as much as I love kissing you, I am slightly scared that the students will pester us for the rest of this flight if they see."
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