Remember me || Larry Stylinson AU

Thirty Three

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Merry Christmas everyone!

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Surprisingly Louis wakes up bright and early, even after a night of drinking and doesn't seem to have much of a hangover. I can feel a weight leave the mattress and roll onto my side to watch him go into the bathroom in the trousers that make his bum look amazing and the tight t-shirt he wore the night before. I pretend to be asleep when he crawls into bed and moves around on the bed, trying to get comfortable again. Soon I feel him pressed against my back and automatically relax against him when his arm reaches around my chest. I lay my hand atop of his and entwine our fingers, giving away that I'm not actually asleep.

"I knew you were awake" he whispers, the warm breath fanning my neck causes goose bumps to cover my skin. I bring our hands up to my face and kiss the pulse point on his wrist before taking them back to their previous position near my chest. We doze off, not wanting to get up and start the day just yet.

When I can feel my bladder is about to burst I untangle myself from Louis, sadly waking him up in the process, and run to the bathroom. When I return Louis is still laying in the exact same position as where I left him, only now with his eyes open and staring at me with a small smile playing on his lips. I crawl into bed next to him and lay on my back, wanting to be able to look at him. I ask him about the party and he tells me anything I want to hear.

"Did you mean what you said yesterday?" I ask, playing with the fingers on his left hand and avoiding his eyes. "What did I say again?" he laughs. "About only wanting to see me? I could have misinterpreted it though" I say. "For some reason there were a lot of men at the party and I remember telling you a bunch of them tried to get with me and I'll confess, I've danced with one or two" he starts and I just hope it didn't go any further than dancing, knowing I can't get mad if he snogged someone or even had sex with them even though it would hurt.

"Some of them were quite good looking but all I could think about was you and how much more I would have enjoyed the night out if you had come along" Welcome back butterflies. "I realised that I don't want to be with any of those guys and it would break my heart to see you with someone else. So if it's alright with you, of course, I would like for us to only see each other" he adds, tucking a few curls behind my left ear and slowly moving his thumb up and down my cheek as he awaits my answer. I want to tell him how happy I am, how much I love him and want to share the rest of my life with him but instead a shy "I'd like that" comes out, not wanting to scare him off. He leans in to kiss me and I can't stop smiling.

We get out of bed because we both have work to do and I'm happy when Louis decides not to go to the office this week but to work from home instead, wanting to spend time with me before I fly to Los Angeles for god knows how long. Louis lays down on the couch, laptop on his lap as I sit in front of the couch with my laptop on the small table in front of me. I make us breakfast, he regularly asks if I would like a drink, jumping up from his position on the couch when I tell him I'm actually thirsty and could go for a tea, water or lemonade.

Stan and Niall appear and disappear throughout the day, doing their own thing as Louis and I remain in the living room. He'll ask me 'what's so funny?' when I snort as I read over an email or find a funny picture online. I will tap his thigh, leaving my hand there until he looks up so I can tell or ask him something.

When it's already dark outside I can hear Louis move around on the couch and place his laptop down on the dark leather. I squeal when he suddenly places his knees on either side of me and hugs me from his position on the couch. "Enough work for today" he mumbles and kisses my cheek, closing my laptop and shoving it further onto the small table. "Enough work" I agree.