Skirts and flirts (COMPLETED)

XLVII

*1 month later*

It's officially May. Spring break was over, Louis and Harry both spent it together, taking advantage of the fact that Zayn and Niall had gone to visit their families.

It was 1AM and Louis couldn't sleep. Harry was on his chest, his face buried in the crook of Louis' neck. The blue-eyed man's knuckles were running up and down Harry's bare spine, as he stared at the ceiling, his mind full of thoughts. Harry hummed against him and rolled over, so his face was pressed against his pillow and Louis smiled a little.

Harry was always such a messy sleeper. He would grab the blankets, sleep on Louis, spread himself all over the bed, talk in his sleep, mumble, laugh, groan. He was a really annoying sleeper and Louis loved him so much. He grabbed his laptop from the nightstand, pushing the turning on button and glanced at Harry.

*

Harry's eyes flattered open and blinked them rapidly, frowning at the light coming from Louis' laptop. He placed his head against Louis' chest, who looked down on him and the older man tangled his hand in his curls.

''What are you doing up?'' Harry mumbled in a sleepy voice.

''Go back to sleep, Haz.''

''Why are you looking at houses?'' he whispered, starring at the screen, his cheek pressed against Louis' chest.

''I'm graduating in a month. It's a bit illegal to live here, isn't it?'' Louis joked.

''Weird that you will not be staying here anymore.''

''I know. I've been living here for the past four years.''

''Show me a few of the houses.'' Harry smiled and Louis clicked on his first option.

It had enough space, really good light and a great kitchen. The second bedroom seemed a tad small, but it was all covered with windows, instead of walls and Harry could see a beautiful small garden growing in there.

''I love this one. You could turn this into a garden, if you wanted or a small office. It will be warm in the winter and you could add an air-conditioner for the summer. And-''

''You.'' Louis says.

''What?'' Harry asked confused.

''You can grow a garden there.'' Louis said and Harry let out a small laugh.

''I could. But you'd let the plants die.''

''Harry, I've been thinking about this for a while and I love you. I really do-''

''I love you too.''

''I know, baby, and since you are basically living here already, I thought, maybe we could get a flat together and-'' Louis suggested, but he was quickly cut off by the younger boy, who looked at him confused, the wrinkled lines on his forehead seen under the dim light of Louis' screen.

''What?''

''Harry, we've been together for a while now and I love having you around, to be fair. All the time, like twenty four-seven. I don't mind. In fact, I do mind when you are not there and since I got my internship and it pays surprisingly enough-''

''You got the internship?'' Harry asked surprised.

''Yeah, and it's-'' Louis could not finish his sentence, because Harry kicked accidentally his laptop down the floor wrapping his legs around his waist and kissed Louis all over his face.

''I am so, so proud of you.'' Harry giggled pressing kisses on Louis' mouth.

''Harold.'' Louis chuckled silently, placing his hands in the small of Harry's back.

''I love you, Oh my God.'' Harry said, kissing the older boy deeply.

''Haz...babe....wait...stop...'' Louis laughed silently, trying to stop Harry from kissing him repeatedly, planting pecks all over his lips and cheeks.

''Lou, you did not even tell me!'' Harry exclaimed.

''They offered me the internship yesterday.''

''Still!"

''I mean, it pays well, Harry. Really well. I'm surprised at how good it pays, actually and I can afford this apartment and I want to live there with you. It's in a safe neighborhood and there is a bus stop right outside the building. It's a really, really great choice, Harry.''

''What if it's too fast? What-''

''Maybe it is. Maybe it isn't. If we realize that it is not working out, us living together at such a sort time, I'll move out or you'll move back into your house. I say that we give this a try and if it doesn't work out, no big deal. Please.''

''I don't want you to get sick of me.'' Harry pouted.

The would live together every day. Every single day. What if Louis grew tired of him? God, Harry could never bare that.

''Never.''

''Are you sure?'' Harry asks.

''Yes, Haz. I love you.''

''Okay.'' he finally cried, wrapping his arms around the older man again, who squeezed him closer.

''Okay.'' Louis whispered.

*

''So, what are you gonna do after we graduate?'' Louis asked Zayn the next morning, warm coffee mug in his hands.

''Travel. Have a life.'' he says, taking a sip of his coffee.

''I'm moving in with Harry.'' he simply states.

''Oh, congrats mate!'' Zayn said, reaching over and clapped him on the back.

''Thanks. I was honestly terrified he would freak out or something and he did a bit but he agreed and Zayn, you should see the apartment. It's gorgeous and Harry likes it. We're seeing it next week.'' Louis smiled and Zayn was about to say something, when Harry walked into the room, the heels of his hands rubbing his eyes.

''Good morning, Haz.'' Zayn greeted and Harry smiled at him sitting on Louis' lap and wrapped his arm around his neck.

''Hi.''

''Did you sleep well?'' Louis asks.

''Mhm.'' he hummed, smiling.

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