In my dreams - Larry Stylinson [AU]

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In my dreams – one

Harry loves Louis and Louis loves Harry. It’s as simple as that.

They met in a café (isn’t that very cliché) where Harry was planning out his newest trip to Australia and Louis had asked what he was doing. They’d started talking and both found they got along very well. So they started meeting up more often and Harry ended up not going to Australia but that’s okay because he had Louis now.

And he’d choose Louis over a trip anytime, as would any decent boyfriend.

Louis was actually the one who asked Harry to be his boyfriend. They’d just gone on a date to the movies (they hadn’t actually seen anything of the movie because they were quite preoccupied snogging) and when the end credits started rolling, they had finally looked around and noticed the cinema was empty.

Louis serenaded him (that’s Louis for you) and, at the end of the song, he asked Harry to be his boyfriend. Naturally, Harry said yes. He’d be stupid, saying no to this beautiful, wonderful boy he’d fallen in love with.

After that, Harry had bought his boyfriend (he didn’t think he’d ever get tired of calling Louis his boyfriend) dinner at McDonalds and he had brought Louis home, walking him to the door and kissing him goodnight.

It took them about five more weeks before Louis started sleeping over at Harry’s and vice versa. What could he say? They were madly in love and they had all the time in the world.

Maybe one day, they’d make the trip to Australia together.

-

“Harry, do we have to get up?” Louis asks his younger boyfriend with a pout.

“Yes, Lou, we have to get up. I thought you were the one wanting to adopt a puppy.”

“I am, but I don’t think the puppies will be gone if we get there by eleven instead of nine”, Louis complains.

“They might. Someone else may come in at ten and take the cutest of them all. You’d wish you’d gotten up earlier”, Harry sing-songs, trying to get his jeans on.

“Well, I won’t know we missed out on the cutest of them all”, Louis argues.

"Why do you want a puppy anyway?" Harry asks. 

"Because puppies are cute," Louis says matter-of-factly. 

"They are," Harry agrees, "but why now? You've lived with me for a few years and now you want a puppy?" 

"Well," Louis starts, "it's kind of the first step to starting a family?" Harry is pretty sure it wasn't really meant to be a question. Louis is blushing bright red and Harry finds it endearing.

"It is," he smiles. "Shall we?”

“It’s too early”, Louis whines.

“Get up, you lazy arse. I’m gonna get a bucket of water if you’re not up and dressed in five minutes. I’ll be making breakfast downstairs. Hurry up!”

-

Harry had never really been a fan of puppies – he was more of a cat kind of person himself – but he has to admit they are pretty damn adorable. They come running at them clumsily and wagging their short tails.

“They’re so cute!” Louis exclaims and Harry has to bite his tongue to refrain from saying ‘you’re cute’ when Louis picks up a happy Jack Russell pup and coos at it. “Can we take this one, Haz?” Louis asks, petting the puppy between its ears and it gives a high-pitched bark.