Six Years.

Chapter 67

Hi loves!

I'm flying to LA today and just thought i'd do a bit of writing on my flight.

Since i'm so inspired, I may publish another chap after this one.

I hope you enjoy! Have an amazing day/night!!

Love you all,
-Ness💙💚

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August 18th, 2022 London, England

Louis groans as the sound of his phone goes off. He feels a hand smooth over his stomach and pull him closer to warmth. He wishes to stay there engulfed in it forever. But then the phone keeps ringing and he sighs.

Goosebumps appear all over his skin when he feels Harry's lips at the back of his neck. "Your phone is ringing Lou."

Huffing, he tries to open his eyes and blearily looks for his phone. "Let go then you big oaf, I can't reach it."

Chuckling, Harry lets go and turns around to face their bedroom window. He smiles happily even if it was late in the morning. These weeks being at home with Louis have been wonderful and he'll be damed if he doesn't take advantage of it.

"Hey Lewis. What? Now?! Jesus. Okay, we'll be there soon."

Harry sits up as Louis sprints off the bed and turns their bedroom lights on. "What's going on Lou? What time is it?"

His eyes are wide and he's definitely awake now. "Four in the morning. Lottie's having the baby. Lewis wants us there since we live closer to them. I think he already called nan and the girls. C'mon Styles! Get your ass up and get dressed."

Harry's eyes widen and he throws the covers over immediately going to their closet. "Sweats and jumper or track suit babe?"

Louis was too out of it to chose an outfit. He's been waiting for this moment for a while now. He loves babies and he's so proud of Lottie. This is why when him and Harry decided to take these weeks together before he goes to New York, he suggested going home back to London to be close to Lottie just in case. Though Harry had to fly out for three days to Canada and he just got back yesterday, really tired.

He sighs putting all their things in a backpack and walks over to the closet door watching Harry pick out an outfit for both of them. "I'll take the sweats and one of your jumpers yea. I'm gonna take a quick shower."

Harry hums, "Okay. I'll lay it on the bed and go make a quick breakfast."

Good thing Harry showered last night after their activities, or they'd be even more late than expected. He knows how nervous and excited Louis is, so he won't risk him getting more impatient than usual.

Louis hums and walks off into their ensuite while Harry finishes getting dressed before going downstairs to the kitchen.

He sets his hoodie on an island stool and goes to start making quick egg sandwiches. His with veggies of course.

In twenty minutes, he has them wrapped on the counter with two thermostats filled with tea. He leans against the wall looking through his emails when Louis finally comes down with their bag.

"Ready?" He nods grabbing their food and drinks, then gets the keys hanging by the archway.

"Lets go. I'm driving. You're too nervous."

Louis scowls but reluctantly follows behind towards their garage and into the Range Rover. "Oi! I'm going to be an uncle okay H. And so are you. So why are you not as nervous and excited as I am?"