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*Written by Tomlinsours on AO3*
Title: Suit And Tie
Summary:
Louis mums getting married, and Louis and Harry are more than a bit excited.
"Louis" Jay called rushing up the stairs, hair wrapped up into a brides bun filled with back bobby clips. "Louis, Harry's here!" She called pushing her sons bedroom door open.
She watched as Louis ears pricked up as he turned to look at her from his seated position. "Harry's here? I thought he was coming at 4?" Louis questioned standing up and rushing about to straighten out his crinkled new bed sheets, that he and Harry were planning to sleep in that night.
"Anne's getting ready at her hotel, but I offered for Harry to come and get ready with you, so you would stop moping around" she smirked pulling the ends of the duvet from Louis hands and straightening his sheets for him.
"Go and open the door then Lou!" She laughed. Louis smiled at his mum, making his way from his room down the stairs and towards the front door where he could see the blur of Harry through the glass.
"Hey Lou" Harry grinned as Louis opened the door and pounced into his arms, before he could even step inside. "I missed you".
"Harry we saw each other last week" Louis giggled breathing in his boyfriends musky scent.
"Doesn't mean I didn't miss you" Harry said pulling Louis closer.
They pulled away and Louis stepped back holding the door open for Harry to step in with his bags.
Louis shut the door and led Harry up to his room, not that Harry didn't know where it was he'd been here hundreds of times before. Obviously.
"Hi Harry" Jay said walking up and wrapping her arms around his shoulders pulling him into a soft hug. "Haven't seen you properly since the premier, god aren't you getting tall" she sighed pulling back and studying his height.
"S'pose I have compared to my little short boyfriend over there" Harry smirked nodding his head in Louis direction where he was putting Harry's bags down, whilst Jay laughed.
"Hey! I'm still in the room, no need to talk about me to my own mum Harold" Louis pouted walking back towards the pair and looking up at Harry.
Jay laughed to herself again, leaving the room to go and help the girls into their dresses, fiddling with the back of her hair as she goes.
Harry pulled Louis into his side where the smaller boy only just about fit under his shoulder, looking down at him with a small smile on his face.
"Can't believe my mums getting married Haz" Louis sighed squeezing his fist into the back of Harry's shirt.
"It'll be us soon Lou" Harry smirked down at him brushing the hair out of his eyes. He watched as Louis blushed and turned his head into Harry's armpit, squeezing him a bit tighter, liking the idea of Harry's words.
"Your hairs getting long" Harry spoke up again fiddling with the wisps of hair at the back of Louis neck.
"I quite like it longer Haz, I can style it a bit more"
"You've been spending too much time with Zayn" Harry laughed shaking his head and letting Louis go as he walked over to his duffle bag unzipping it.
"What can I say, he has good hair advice unlike you" Louis mocked walking over to his wardrobe and pulling out his suit.
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