Chasing Harry - LS [2013] [2/3]

Chapter Twenty-Three; Family Ties

Once more, I am terribly sorry it took forever to update this!

I honestly have mixed feelings about this chapter, it could have been better but I've been working bit after bit after bit in very seperate days and weeks and well I just couldn't write this chapter before it is the BEFORE LAST. That's right, two more parts left. The last chapter and the epilogue !

Song on the side; Family Ties by Close To Home (who follow me on twitter btw ;D)

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Anyways, I can't wait to start Chasing Ever After, I have SOOO many ideas.

I hope you guys still enjoy and once more, sorry for the wait !!

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Chapter Twenty-Third; Family Ties

Harry

I woke to the sound of Louis’ yawn which made me smile.

            I opened one eye to see where he was at as I now rested on my stomach with my arms hugging my pillow. I wasn’t surprised to find him looking at the promise ring that rested on his finger, giving a little sparkle to his gentle and small hand. A grin spread across my face once more as I shut both my eyes and let out a sigh.

            I felt Louis move next to me, cuddling closer.

            He must have known I was awake because he started playing in my hair softly.

            My biggest wish was to wake up to this every morning―to have Louis by my side, awake or asleep; as long as he was there. Every day to feel his presence right beside me, the heat from his body and to hear the soft sounds of his breathing as my senses would come back to me from my sleep. To know that the one person I love truly was to rest in the same bed as me for a long time―is the best thing I could ever ask for. This is why I wish for it as dearly as Louis’ finger tips now ran down my bare back, shivers and goose bumps taking action.

            I smiled once more.

            “Good morning, babe.” Louis said in a cheery tone on this daybreak.

            I slowly opened both my eyes to meet his, I grinned again.

            “Merry Christmas,” I replied, shutting my eyes softly once again, this time leaning in closer to his face to brush my lips with his for an instant.

            Though, when it came to kisses, there was no such thing as a short moment for us.

            Louis’ mouth wrapped with mine nicely as he pulled me into an embrace.

            I kissed him back some more, letting him take the lead as he pulled me over him.

I let my body force down against his as I left his mouth kiss the long side of his jaw, feeling the little pricks of a new growing beard on my lips―it tickled. It was also one of my favourite things on Louis. I could feel his body relax undermine as his hands held my waist kindly as he pressed my body closer to his. I started breathing on his neck, brushing my parted mouth on his skin, feeling him squirm under me a little. I knew it drove him nuts―especially in the morning. If it was the one thing that got him melting into the emotion and the lust―it was the breath on his neck.