KITCHEN TABLE _ LARRY STYLINSON

Chapter 13

10.04.24

No POV

"Oh great heavens, who on earth told em that was a good idea" Louis tutted as he peered down from his and Harry's position on the 28th floor of the building. A girl was walking by with neon pink crocks and a slim fit party dress that looked as if it had been dragged through mud. It was seriously concerning in Louis opinion.

"Which one are you looki- Oh right yep that is, that is um-expressive" Harry agreed following the girl with his binoculars. 

"shit brown, moss green and neon pink is that a goo-"

"No Harry it is not we are not doing that, get that thought out your head and chuck it in the bin with her crocks" Louis sighed trying to find more people on the streets to comment on for the fun of it.

"She should really have those in sports mode. Otherwise she'll never escape my wrath" He shook his head in disappointment.

The taller chuckles at that placing his binoculars in the top draw of his desk, before taking a seat in his plush leather office chair. He pondered on nothing for a few seconds and started to spin slowly in the chair. It's not that he didn't have anything to do, he did, but he was in no rush and simply wanted to do something.

As he was mindlessly spinning, he pressed his foot down onto the floor to stop and admire the sight in front of him. He smiled smugly to himself, seemingly proud to have scored a husband who is looking very fine in just a burgundy button up and darker slim fit trousers, the grand view of London making him look exceptionally elegant in Harry's opinion.

And his binoculars of course which he was using with great concentration, the tip of his tongue poking out between his lips. Harry swallowed dryly wanting to do something with that tongue.

But, before he could let those tempting thoughts cloud his mind his phone vibrated from the inside of his pink blazer. He reached inside and picked it out turning it on to see an Instagram notification.

aaron_reynor posted on his story for the first time in a while 

He presses on the screen unlocking the phone with his face and viewed the story. It shouldn't have shocked him as it was the usual for his friend, yet spending his time with Louis recently he rarely felt the need to use his socials. 

He felt his mouth go dry and a somewhat nervous tingle settled in his stomach as he watched the video of bright flashes of purple and blue lights, a crowded space and people grinding against each other.

That ignited something in Harry that burned out a couple months ago, having been replaced with a new warmer, calming flame. However, this flame was bright, blinding and loud in so many ways Harry couldn't help but yearn to step foot in the place once more.

"What are you thinking so hard about?" Harry jumped ever so slightly at the sudden question which didn't go unnoticed by Louis. Harry cleared his throat and turned his phone off at the 'threat'.

"Nothing sweet" He smiled and straightened his posture quickly putting his phone back into his pocket at record speed. Louis squinted his eyes at him suspicious of the odd behaviour. "Well clearly it is something I'm not stupid" He crossed his arms with a raised brow, binoculars having already been placed on the desk. 

"Just looking at any extra bits I want to add to our getaway is all" Harry shrugged, smile not faltering in the slightest. Instantly, Louis demeanour went from sceptical to excited and he clasped his hands together and features relaxed at the words. "You are the sweetest man alive" The smaller giggled stepping forward a couple of steps and wrapping his arms around Harry.

later

"shi-fuck" Harry grunted out, hands resting on Louis sides as the older was attacking his neck with bites and kisses.