Model Material- Larry Stylinson

Chapter Nineteen

That next morning, Louis woke up, slowly taking in his surroundings. Harry was next to him, curled in a small ball. His hair was sweaty and the cover was pulled all the way up to his chin. Louis wondered why he was back at home with Harry but then he remembered everything. He sighed; life was a mess in all honesty.

He took a quick shower and got dressed. Harry was still sleeping soundly. Louis figured he would feel horrible when he woke up, so he placed a glass of water and some headache tablets next to where he was sleeping and left a note.

Good morning sleepy head.

I wont be long. See you soon

P.s. I love you, Lou xx

Then he picked up his phone and car keys and drove to his mothers.

When Harry woke up he felt around for Louis but he wasn't there. Maybe that was all a dream?

It took him a while to notice the note and tablet on the side but when he did, he sighed in relief and smiled at Louis' terrible handwriting.

He took a shower and settled in just his boxers and a t-shirt, not really wanting to do anything but lounge around all day. He flicked the TV on in the living room. It was boring really. Harry gazed around the room before slumping over to the kitchen. He made himself a cup of tea and then settled back down to watch Real Housewives of Cheshire. He had a guilty pleasure for it. But that wont be getting mentioned to anyone.

Harry was engrossed in the TV, so much so that he never heard Louis slip through the door.

"Real housewives of Cheshire aye?"

Harry jumped at Louis voice and his cheeks quickly heated up.

"There was nothing on TV."

"Sure Haz" Louis smiled and Harry noticed all the bags in his hands.

"You're moving back in?"

"Of course I am, idiot." Louis shook his head playfully and smiled.

Harry couldn't help but let his smile light up. Finally, he could start to be happy again. Just the sight of Louis being with him brought him back to Earth. Louis picked his bags up and proceeded to unpack them as Harry stared at him in a daze.

"Oh shit sorry let me help you baby" Harry quickly stood up and took Louis bags, leaving Louis laughing at him.

Louis watched the way Harry's muscles tensed as he lifted the bags. The way his legs were so tanned and his calf muscles were so big. Not to mention his perky ass that Louis loved to pinch. God he had missed Harry. In more than one way too.

His hair was pushed back and his lips the pink shade they always were. And his eyes were Louis favourite colour. Harry was a literal Angel.

Harry was always the more masculine one, the one to take care of Louis and make sure everything was okay. But right now Louis felt the need to put all his effort into looking after Harry. He knew Harry would say he was okay, and he would still want to spoil Louis and treat him like a princess.

But Louis wanted to treat Harry like a princess for once.

So while Harry took it upon himself to unpack Louis' things, Louis looked online at some fancy hotels in London. He came across a hotel called The Savoy. Sure it was 5 stars and expensive, but it was worth it. It had a spa and over looked the Thames. It even included a trip to the top of the Tower Bridge to over look London's lights and Louis thought it was perfect. Even though he couldn't actually get a room there until next month, he still wanted to go, so he paid the £400 and smiled to himself.