Secrets 3

Chapter 50

Allison's POV

Louis ended up helping me pack up most of the things we're taking. We have so many things. Mainly his things since I didn't help him set up this house. Our house is a mix of both of the things we want. That's probably why I feel like it's more of a home than here. It's only home there when I'm there with him. I just want to be anywhere that he is. He's home to me. It was like that even before I moved out of my parents house. It only felt right when I was with him. Hopefully now if he has to be away from me I'll still feel like home there.

I went to pick up one of the last boxes left that we're taking this weekend when Harry stopped me. I groaned, "Just let me help."

He chuckled, "I don't think so."

"I'm fine. I'm just pregnant so let me help."

He picked up the box, "No. Louis told me not to let you lift all the heavy things."

I rolled my eyes, walking towards the front door. This hasn't been anything new with today. We've been having this argument all day. I'm not mad at Harry about it. I know this is what Louis told him to do. He's a good friend for actually listening to him. It's annoying to me that he is. I thought he would just give in at this point. We've been at this for hours. I'm sure Louis has heard by now. I opened the door for Harry, closing it behind him. I walked back into our living room, pushing the last few of the boxes together so it's easier for him to get.  As I started to put a box on top another Louis walked in, "What are you doing, love?"

I smiled a little, "Nothing."

He walked over, pushing a piece of my hair behind my ear, "I heard you've been arguing with Harry all day about helping."

"It's annoying because I should help. It's our stuff."

"I know but I already said before that I want you and our baby to be safe. I don't want you risking anything."

I grabbed his hand, intertwining our fingers, "I know. I know my limits, babe."

He softly pecked my lips, "I'm sorry, love. You know I'm protective."

I can't help but smile a little, "I know."

I moved my free hand up, pulling his face down to mine, gently pressing my lips against his. God I've missed him today. I'm so happy it's finally the weekend and I can spend the next few days just with him. I have a feeling we'll have other things going on though. Not that I mind. I'm happy with it because I'll be with him. I felt him pull his hand away from mine, cupping my face in both of his. I love kissing him like this. We really shouldn't do this while Harry is still here. I smiled a little before pulling away from the kiss. He softly pecked my lips, "Come upstairs with me."

I shook my head, "We're not doing anything."

He chuckled, "I know. I just want you to be up there with me."

"You just want to make sure that I don't pick up the heavy boxes."

He softly pecked my lips, "I'm not going to deny that."

I just shook my head as he intertwined our fingers. He started leading us up the stairs to our bedroom. He drives me crazy sometimes. Especially when he sort of treats me like a child. He only does it because he cares. I love that about him. It's nice seeing how much he cares. I haven't really had that in awhile before him. I closed the door behind us as he pulled away from me. He started finding some clothes as I started walking towards our bed. I sat down on the edge as he walked over with his clothes. He laid them down beside me on the bed. He softly kissed my head before he stepped back, moving his hands to the top of his shirt. He started to unbutton it. I like doing that for him. I'm sure that he knows that by now. I haven't hid that. I stood up when I noticed a smirk starting to play in his lips. He moved his hands from his shirt to my hips. I know he's looking at me. I just shook my head, unbuttoning his shirt. I felt him pull me closer to him, making it a little difficult for me to finish unbuttoning it. I felt him kiss my head starting to kiss down to my lips. They were gentle against mine like they were earlier. I felt him run his tongue over my bottom lip. I let him have entrance like I usually do. His hands began to wonder. I felt his hands move under my shirt to the top of my shorts. He started messing with them, starting to pull them off. I moved my hands so they were on top of his. We shouldn't do this right now. Harry is still here and we need to get out of town still. I want to get to our house and I'm sure he's going to want to stop on our way there. I pulled away from our kiss, shaking my head, "We shouldn't do this right now."