SPACES [Editing]

Beautiful things

Louis Tomlinson

The ride home was interesting because Harry spoke more than he normally would. I was too tired to be all chatty, so Harry did all the talking.

"Hey, what's wrong, love?" He reached out for my hand and gave it a little squeeze.

"I'm just...tired. I haven't seen the kids in weeks and I had to keep up with the energy they had, which was too high for a person who just got back from a long holiday." I explained and he just nodded, pulling my hand up to his mouth to give it a soft kiss. He always knows how to comfort me.

"Well, I have good news. Would you like to hear it?" He smiled at me and I nodded.

"I found this team of architects who are willing to work on the project..."

It was nice, just hearing his voice as the words spill out of his mouth like it's the most beautiful sound I'd ever hear. It doesn't even bother me how slowly he talks, it gives me more time to just listen and admire his voice and his accent.

I listened to him talk about his plans and I've never seen him this excited before. It was one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen and I don't wanna sound like a creep but I can watch him talk forever.

We reached home and I felt like my body was giving up on me. I sat on the couch, let out a sigh, and closed my eyes so I can rest for a while.

"Babe, you're not just tired, what's happening?" He asked.

"The school. They're laying off some of the teachers." I answered, my eyes were still closed.

"Jesus, Lou, they didn't fire you, did they?"

"No, they didn't. But I'm losing some of my co-workers." I said and he didn't respond.

He just sat beside me and held me until I felt myself relax into the warmth of his arms.

-------------------------------------------

I woke up and immediately looked at the clock.

Please don't tell me I slept through the night.

7:14 pm.

Thank God.

I stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up when I realized that I was out of my work clothes. I was now wearing a tank top and a pair of boxer shorts.

Harry has changed my clothes while I was sleeping. I also don't remember coming up to our room earlier, so he must've carried me all the way up.

"Baby? Are you awake?" He shouted from the kitchen.

"I'm coming down in a bit!" I replied.

I ran down the stairs and gave him a back hug while he was finishing up with his cooking.

"Feeling better now?" I kissed his neck, causing him to speak in his throaty voice.

"So much better. Thank you." He turned around and kissed me on the lips.

"I'm proud of you for wearing an apron and for not burning our kitchen down," I returned the kiss before eyeing what he cooked for us.

"And I'm proud of you for surviving your first day of school," he placed the food down on the table.

"Thanks, mom." I waited for him to sit down before I actually started eating.