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Chapter Sixteen

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That next week Harry had planned to introduce Louis to his mother this time. 

"Do I look okay?" Louis asked, looking at himself in the mirror. 

Harry came up behind him and nuzzled his head in Louis' neck, making him giggle. 

"Are you seriously asking me that question? Did you forget what I did to you in front of this mirror?" Harry looked into Louis' eyes in the mirror and smirked. 

"Perv." Louis chuckled and pinched Harry's sides that he loved so much.

"You love me." Harry whispered and pecked Louis' cheek.

 He turned around and grabbed Harry's face. "I sure as hell do." 

He smiled before he stood on his toes to kiss what's his. Harry placed his hands on Louis' hips. 

"My mother will love you. Who couldn't?" Harry said in between kisses.

 Louis sighed. "So I can be myself? Because I'm kinda not sure thats a good idea."

"You mean the cheeky, sassy yet cute little hedgehog you are?" Harry chuckled and hugged him tight. 

"Let go of me, you liar. I'm 5'9!" Louis protested. Harry pulled back and looked at Louis. 

"Sure thing, little one." He said and patted Louis' hair. He was way too obsessed with how feathery and soft it was.

"Shut up." Louis sticked out his tongue. 

Harry smirked and swatted Louis' bum. 

"Oii! I'm still older, that means I'm in charge." Louis protested.

"Didn't see that last night when I fucked you." 

Harry felt Louis tense up so he took the opportunity to go for his neck and sucked on it.

"Harryyy no love bites. Everyone will see." 

Harry smirked. "Well that's good. Everyone will know you belong to me then." 

Louis liked the idea. People would know that he belonged to Harry. The recent articles wrote about them being just a one-night-stand made Louis feel mad. He loved Harry and Harry loved him. Even a blind man would see that.

"Ready?" Harry asked and pulled back from Louis' neck, proud of the love bite he left for others to see. 

"I'm ready. Harold, up for it?" Harry smiled fondly at Louis. 

"Of course I'm up for it." He replied, his British accent thick like Louis'. Louis pecked his lips before turning around and picked up the flowers for Harry's mother.

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"You'll do just great, Lou." Harry's hand was on Louis' lower back and he kissed Louis' temple. He knew Louis was nervous but he also knew his mother and she would love Louis, not as much as Harry did but probably a lot. Who wouldn't?

They reached the doorstep and Louis took a deep breath before pushing the doorbell shakily. "Love, don't be nervous. My mother and sister will love you." 

"But what if she wo-" Louis was cut off when the door opened and a woman smiled at them.

"Hello darling. You must be Louis. Oh isn't he lovely?" Anne, Harry's mother grinned and hugged Louis, surprising him but he hugged back. 

"He is for sure." Harry said, the fondness on his face was big. His dimples showed 

"Th-thank you. These are for you." Louis smiled and gave Anne the flowers.