SPACES [Editing]

Back to school

For those who have forgotten how Louisandharry fell in love with each other:

Let's take a trip down memory lane, shall we?

This chapter's not a flashback, but Louis's gonna be having random memory flashes on his own. I hope that makes sense.

Enjoy!

P.S PLEASE ANSWER THE END CHAPTER QUESTIONS AND READ THE LAST PART! Thanks!

Louis Tomlinson

Today I had to get up early because I had to go back to teaching the kids. It's a nice feeling, being able to see children again, but I hate it when the holidays end.

Harry, being the supportive husband he claims he is, woke up as soon as I stood up from the bed.

"Don't wanna be late now, do we?" He asked, picking up the car keys from the tray. His energy's a bit high today. He made us breakfast and picked out clothes for me to wear, which doesn't happen everyday.

"Aren't you a bit excited for me to go to school, mom?" I bumped his hips with mine.

"No, I'm excited to see the kids. We haven't seen them in a long time and they're going to get back to rehearsals for the play!" He walked to the dining table to fetch the video camera.

"Don't worry, every video clip in here's child-friendly. I've successfully transferred and deleted the ones that aren't." He winked.

I took the camera and placed it in my bag. Harry took one last look at me, straightened up my shirt, and then slapped me in the bum.

"Looks like you're ready." He said, "Let's go!"

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"I'll come and pick you up?" He asked as he gave me one last kiss on the lips. It's not even a quick peck, it was a full-on make-out session and we were aware that the kids can see us.

"I'll call you when I'm done." I pulled away from the kiss.

"Are you sure I can't--"

"No, Harry. You can't stay. You'll be a big distraction." I placed my palm on his shoulder.

"For the kids? Or for you?" He smirked before kissing me again. I hate it when he does that because it puts me into an altered state of consciousness, like my mind and my heart both stop working for three full seconds.

I snapped back to reality when I heard someone clear her throat behind me.

"I'm... I'm sorry. Please continue." My co-worker Cher said. She looked shocked. Not in a homophobic way but more in an I-can't-believe-you-have-a-boyfriend-and-you-didn't-tell-me way.

"No Cher it's okay. He's going to be leaving soon anyway." I slid my fingers in between his, locking our hands together.

He looked tense, like he wasn't sure if we were in trouble for what we did so I had to show him that I wasn't ashamed of what we had.

"Yeah. I'll get going." Harry tried pulling away from my grip but I pulled him back closer to me.

"Babe, wait. Let me introduce you first." I smiled at him and he smiled back, revealing his cute dimples.

"Baby, this is Cher, one of my co-workers. She teaches music and dance." Harry politely held out his hand like he always does when he's meeting new people and Cher took it with a smile on her face.

"Cher, this is Harry. My husband." I proudly said. The look on Cher's face was replaced by an oh-I-thought-he-was-just-your-boyfriend-but-yay-you're-married face.