Love Isn't That Spooky

Chapter 5 (Part Two)

Harry's POV
The next morning I woke up to Lou playing with my hair. "Morning boo" I managed to croak out. He smiled and leaned down for a soft kiss. I smiled into it.  "Hey.  I know this is going to sound crazy but...do you want to go to Paris with me this weekend?" He asked. 

I was taken aback.  "Like this weekend? What?" I yelled excitedly.  "Yea we could catch the plane over tonight if you want.  I just thought it'd be cool to do something spontaneous you know?" He said smiling shyly.  "Of course I wanna go.  I gotta get packing" I said before ripping off the duvet and running to the closet.  I heard Louis chuckle before going downstairs to put the kettle on downstairs to make a cuppa.

I threw clothes for all weather in my suitcase that was covered in stickers of places that I've travelled thanks to my Mom taking me on business trips when I was younger. I looked around and made sure to pack some things for Louis too, such as the extra tight pair of white jeans that I loved on him.

After all that was done I bounded downstairs and joined Lou by the computer. On the screen was the confirmation details of our flight booking and the hotel we would be staying at. This was all so sudden and random I had to take a seat. Life with Louis was never dull - let me tell you that.

By midday we were at Heathrow airport and as excited as little kids. The boarding process was easy enough and we were soon seated on the plane. "Hey Lou, are you still scared of flying?" I asked, thinking back to the flight to Spain a year ago. "Yea a little bit. I just don't like thinking about what's holding us up in the air as we cross the ocean." He replied smiling. Regardless I gripped his hand and leant my head on his shoulder. He hummed in response and planted a kiss to my temple.

After our short flight we were finally in Paris. All my teenage dreams had come true, even though I was still a teenager, and I didn't want to be here with anyone else but Louis. He guided me through the bustling streets until we reached our hotel. It was a gorgeous large building made of cream stone and wooden furnishings. Our room was spectacular with a massive king sized bed, a large flat screen TV and best of all was the balcony that looked over the trees so you could see tip of the Eiffel tower. As I was wallowing in the view Louis came and brought me into a hug. "So we're in the city of love. What do you propose we do?" He asked while looking up at me from my chest. "We should definitely climb the Eiffel tower." I said. I mean how much more touristy could we get? Smiling I pulled him down to the lobby and we navigated our way through various parks and streets until we saw the magnificent steel structure. It was a lot more magical in real life with the sun glinting off the bars and people stopping and staring.

We walked all around it first before bothering to climb it. We stood in awe of its impeccable architecture. Louis dragged me out of my daze by putting his hand on the small of my back and taking me towards the entrance of the tower. 1,710 steps later and we were at the viewing platform. It gave us a breathtaking 360 degree view of Paris. The historical buildings that littered the city were enthralling and the patches of green that stood out against the white created a dappled effect to the landscape filling me with wonderment. This is what travelling was about and I was so lucky to have Louis to do it with me.

I glanced over to see his gorgeous cerulean eyes wide open and scanning the curves and edges of the land. I reached out and touched his arm causing his eyes to lock onto me. "Thanks for bringing me here boo" I whispered. "No problem. I love you." "Love you too" I replied before I swooped down and kissed his soft lips in the city of love.

Louis POV

Watching Harry walk around the city has been the best experience of my life. He is so intrigued by things and his eyes flit from object to object so fast that I find it hard to keep up. I must be so deeply in love with him because even though we're visiting the most beautiful places in Paris I can't take my eyes off him. He just has this energy that draws you in and makes you become infatuated by him and all the things that he does. Smiling, I took his hand in mine and we grabbed some ice cream while heading towards a more secluded area of a park.

We sat down on the grass in the shade and chatted about anything and everything. Soon after I began to think of Harry's comment the other day about being permanently stretched. "Hey Harry. While we're here why don't you try topping tonight?" I casually suggested. Harry suddenly started choking on his ice cream. Laughing, I thumped him on his back until his coughing has stopped. "What the fuck?" He said still smiling. "Yea why don't you top. That way I'll be stretched and you won't" I winked earning another round of laughter from my baby. "But what if I'm not good enough?" He said seriously before looking down. I pulled him into a hug, "of course you'll be good enough." I whispered before kissing his cheek.

Soon after we walked back to the hotel as the dark was setting in. I opened the curtains to the balcony so the lights could be seen for miles. Their warm glow filtered into our room and the light breeze gently swayed the curtains. Haz and I laid down on the bed and I fell into his arms. He was so strong and protective so whenever I was with him I felt so safe and loved. We slowly moved our lips together as loving music drifted up from the streets below.

He gently removed my shirt and let his hands explore what he couldn't see. He made goosebumps rise up my stomach and my heart flutter. Soon his shirt was removed as well and I lightly kissed him all over causing his breathing to increase. We re-connected our lips and soon we were both naked. Stripped down, bare and raw in front of each other. It was a moment of love between two people that couldn't be described. 

With one final kiss Harry entered me and caused me to gasp in pain. Raggedly breathing I stared deeply into his eyes until he was fully in. "I love you" He whispered before our lips collided and the heat began to spread. Each movement, each noise and each breath was full of love. The way we were with one another couldn't have brought us physically closer. The windows started to fog up and our kisses became more deep and meaningful. I was close to the edge and so was Harry. Working together we became one as we came in-between strings of stuttered I love yous.

He pulled out and laid down next to me, bringing me into a warm and reassuring hug. We didn't move that night. We kept still and close together. Like we were inseparable.

The next morning I snuck out before Harry was awake and bought a bundle of roses from the flourist across the street. I re-entered the room and placed them of the opposite side of the bed before snuggling back up to my baby.

When Harry finally woke up our eyes met and there was more love there than I had ever seen. "Morning boo" He whispered in his beautifully deep voice. "Hey Hazza." I whispered back. I started playing with his hair while his forehead rested against my chest. My fingers aimlessly traced shapes on his bare back until the light covered our room in a golden warmth. Ceasing the moment I grabbed the bouquet and turned to him. "Hey Harry, I got you these today." I said gesturing to the roses. He lightly kissed me in response but I gently pulled away because I needed to tell him how I really felt. Jumping into the deep end I started to speak from my heart "I just want you to know that I've never felt like this ever before. And I want you to know that I truly do love you and whatever you want I'll do it. You're all I need Harry Styles. I love you." I choked on the last few words because the moment was just so emotional and rich in love that I couldn't comprehend my emotions. Harry smiled and brushed away a stray tear before nodding and bringing me into a hug. "I love you too" he whispered. I felt his heart beat in time to mine under my shirt and I realised that this was it.

This was a moment that I would remember for life. Harry and I. In love.