Safe [punk l.t.]

Chapter 48

-Just expect smutty things from here on out, the book is almost done because the rest is just going to be cutesy stuff.-

Louis' P.O.V

As soon as Jess and I got outside I scooped her into my arms and peppered her face in kisses.

"I love you so much," I said in awe of her.

"I love you too," she smiled.

Harry came out next, looking quite alarmed. He gestured towards the Audi with his arms and spasticly ran towards it.

"What's the matter now?"

"Jess, your parents are rabid. Looked like they could bite my head off!" Harry shook his head and started the car.

"Well step on it then," she giggled.

"Where to?" Harry asked.

Jess looked at me and beamed, an idea evidently coming to mind as she took my hand.

"Our home."

I had almost completely forgotten about the cottage we had made an offer on. Apparently we had gotten the home because a little over twenty minutes later we were parked in front of it.

"Oh shoot!" Jess exclaimed, tapping her head with her hand. "Our luggage! And furniture!"

"Not to worry, I hauled your luggage over and the house comes fully furnished so I'm quite sure they have utensils and such," Harry advised. "But if you ever need anything, give me a ring."

"Thank you Harold," I walked over and gave Harry a hug and a clap on the back. "For everything."

"Not a problem," he grinned.

"Bring it in," Jess laughed and Harry wrapped his ridiculously long arms around Jess' small frame, picking her up and setting her down again.

"I'm going to miss you two," Harry started to tear up.

"We're right down the road, mate."

"Just across the pond as they say," Jess soothed and patted Harry's heaving back, rattled by his sobs.

Harry waved goodbye with a heavy heart and rode off into the distance as Jess and I couldn't wait to begin our life together. Jess pulled me in excitedly and closed the door behind us.

"Can you believe this is our home?" Jess proclaimed.

"Honestly, I can't. This all feels like a dream, even being here with you."

"Well you're living the dream then," she replied with a cheer.

We spent the evening touring the house and the gardens, leaving the woods behind for another day. As we sat down on our new couch my stomach growled.

"Aw baby, you're hungry," Jess pouted, patting my cheek. "I'll go make dinner for my amazing boyfriend."

"Thank you, love," I called out to her.

I flipped through some magazines Harry had left. Quickly becoming bored, I ventured out into the kitchen to help Jess with dinner. Her eyebrows were knitted together in confusion as she held an electric can opener in one hand and a can of soup in the other.

"Let me help you, babe," I offered and she instantly looked relieved.

"Oh thank goodness you know how to use that contraption. We wouldn't of had dinner if it wasn't for you," she laughed.

Plugging the device into the nearest outlet I clamped the handles as the blade empaled the can. I fished the lid out from the can and handed it to Jess.