When we go downstairs, Harry is waiting on the couch.
He's visibly bored, looking like he's in the waiting room of a dentist office, playing on his phone.
"Bout fucking time" he says, exasperated, rolling his eyes, as we walk down the stairs together.
I am...in pain. It's visible from how I'm walking, given the laugh in Harry's voice.
"Sounded like you got it all at once..." he says, as I pull myself into him.
"How long were you listening?" I ask.
"Most of it, really, it sounded like. I was only in the back yard..the windows were open" he smiles bright.
"Great" I say expressionlessly, as he kisses the top of my head and laughs.
"Coulda taken it easy on him babe, he's gonna be sore forever" Harry says, lightly rubbing my butt.
"I did" Louis says, shrugging casually, and smirks at me tauntingly.
I'll get him back one day.
"Well can you walk? I wanna show you guys something" He asks. "Or should I carry you?"
I flinch at the thought. "'I'll walk" I say flatly.
They both let out a giggle, and we follow Harry to the back yard.
Past the pool area, next to the huge garden and in front of a pretty fountain, theres a blanket and a picnic basket.
On it, there's champagne, all sorts of snacks, and two HUGE, like, absurdly large bouquets of beautiful flowers.
I look at Louis and he gives me a look that says 'told you'.
"Awww babe how cute" Louis says, feigning surprise.
"Stop this is too sweet" I say, secretly dreading sitting on the ground.
"Wait" Harry says, grabbing a cushion off of one of the outdoor chairs, and laying it down on the blanket for me.
I laugh and thank him for being an all-knowing being.
We're laying down enjoying the food, and giving each other shit.
We're all ignoring the fact that tomorrow is Louis' last day here.
I don't know what we're going to do without him.
I'm slightly comforted by the fact that he'll be back in 3 months, but then Harry goes not long after, for who knows how long.
"Gonna take a rain check on the footie today I think," I say as we're all talking about what to do after.
They both laugh, and Louis says another lazy pool day sounds good to him. Sounds perfect to me.
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We're floating around the pool on over-sized floats, drinking champagne, when Harry speaks.
"I love this, the three of us. I love how we're making every fucking second of the three of us together count."
Louis smiles, and I try to, but I'm really fucking sad at the thought of him going.
"Sure are, my love. I'm so, so happy. I don't know what I'm going to do without you two..." He says, his voice is somber.
"We'll line up schedules, figure out trips to see each other, promise." Louis says enthusiastically.
"We'll be back together in 3 months for at least a week" Harry announces, with hesitation in his voice.
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Loser Gets Kissed on the Mouth
Fanfiction"We just doing this, then?" Harry asks, searching. He looks at Louis who's looking at me expectedly, too. Like it's all up to me. "I mean....I personally have nothing better to do at all...so..." I joke. Both of the beautiful men in front of me la...
