Tangled [l.s]

prologue

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

Louis groans as the sound of his alarm clock wakes him up. He turns over to practically smash it quiet. He then throws the blanket to the side and stands up, pushing a bit of hair out of his face.

"Good morning, sunshine," a deep, raspy voice speaks.

Louis looks up at his beloved boyfriend who is standing in the doorway of their bedroom with a steaming cup in his hand.

"Good morning, Hazza," Louis says with a smile as he walks forward to take the cup.

He loves that Harry knows that Louis always loves tea in the morning and that he should never wake him up before 6 AM. He also loves that Harry's voice is super deep and that his hair is super curly and beautiful and that his green eyes are always full of love and affection.

"Do I have to work today, babe?" he asks, pouting slightly as he looks up at Harry.

"Unfortunately, yes. We have bills to pay and such," Harry replies, looking down at the smaller boy. "So c'mon, go get ready."

After a few whines and whimpers, Louis gives in and goes to prepare for his job at a coffee shop as a cashier that no one really cared about.

*****

"Wait, so is she gonna marry Kyle or Jim?" Louis asks in confusion. It's about 8:30 PM and Harry doesn't want to do anything but watch some boring show that doesn't make sense.

Harry huffs. "She's not gonna marry either of them. She's marrying Sam."

Louis shakes his head in frustration and stands up, walking to the kitchen. "Should you make tacos or pasta?" Louis calls to Harry from the kitchen.

"Should I? We just ate Mexican. If you're still hungry, make your own food."

"Maybe I will. And it'll be better than any of your food," Louis replies.

Harry shrugs. "Have fun."

By the time Louis finishes making the tacos, it's about 10 PM, (He really sucks at cooking, but would never admit that to anyone, especially Harry) and he really just wants to sleep because he's a lame person who doesn't really need to eat any food.

So he puts everything he had just spent an hour and a half making into the fridge. He then goes into his room where Harry has already fallen asleep and plops down, not caring about taking off his clothes.

Then darkness and the embrace of Harry wrapping his arms around Louis lets him drift off to sleep.

A/N

Hiiiiiiiiii.

First off, I'd like to say thanks for reading this even if it is super crappy. It'll hopefully get better; this is just an introduction chapter.

And Ik it's super short but I had nothing else to write for this chapter bc it's just an intro as ice already said heh.

Oh and I'd like to thank Emily (amourlouis) for letting me use her plot. *round of applause*

I'll be writing/updating the next chapter soon, not sure when, but yeah.

Nothing else to say at the moment, so ima go.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, there will be more to come.

Byeee xx