Love Isn't That Spooky

Chapter 13 (Part Two)

Louis POV

The days rolled into weeks and the weeks rolled into months.  You know how it is.  What you thought was years away turns into yesterday.  Harry has almost finished his masters and I think it's time for me to go ring shopping.  I mean, it's been three and a half years for gods sake.  I dialed Zayns number and asked him to come with me for support.

We met on main street and waltzed straight into the first ring shop we could find.  It had red velvet interior and the glass cabinets showed no sign of smudges.  Impressive.  We scoured through the rings for hours trying to find the perfect one.  I finally decided on a simple but effective one for my baby.  I knew he'd love it, and for 10 grand he better fucking like it.  Smiling, we exited the shop and met the rest of the boys at a rollerblading rink.  I kept the ring concealed at the bottom of my sports bag as we made our way into the middle of the rink.

I looked around the area and saw that Harry was missing.  Deciding to take the moment I filled in the boys about how I had got the ring and now it was just a matter of time.  They were so stoked and happy that when we all went in for a jumpy group hug half of them fell over.  Laughing, I pulled Liam up and dusted off his ass before picking up a stick and suggesting a game of hockey. 

It was late evening by the time we all walked out of the rink.  Harry had gone home early to finish one of his papers so I had some time to myself to just think.  I sat on the hood of my car and watched the sun set over the forest by the Rollerblade center. 

I feel like I should seize the moment and propose to him right now....but I don't want to rush things.  Right now Harry's finishing up his classes before the big tests at the end of the year and he doesn't need any more pressure or stress put on him.  And me? Well I'm just taking life as it comes and appreciating the simplistic beauty of the moments that pass me.  Satisfied with my reflection I went into the car and drove back home.

After weeks of constant post it notes being stuck around the house Harry had finally finished his exams.  I was relaxed on the couch as he walked into the living room and fell into my arms with a sigh.  "What's up bub?" I asked, turning down the volume.  "I'm tired." He said smiling up at me.  "Still cute though." I whispered before pulling the both of us up into a sitting position.  "We need a break don't we." He stared with a glint in his deep green eyes.  "Fuck yea we do baby.  Let's travel for a bit yea. Live while we're still young you know." I said before going to the computer and pulling up a holiday search engine. 

"I'm thinking good ol' Spain.  For old times sake." I said before searching the hotel we had stayed in all those years ago on the school trip.  Harry nodded before planting a kiss to my cheek and walking off to the kitchen make us a cup of tea.  

Over the next few weeks, we spent most of our time pouring over maps and deals alongside converting our money into foreign currencies.  The boys were gonna meet up with us in Australia and I hadn't been this excited in weeks.

The night before we left I tucked the ring in the corner of my suitcase and kissed the box.  I hoped I would be making the right decision.  

When we finally arrived in Spain the heat was so intense I found it hard to breath and it became even more difficult considering the fact that Harry's lips were pressed against mine.  I smiled into the kiss and felt his soft lips brush mine, teasing me.  I scoffed before letting his tongue slide into my mouth slowly and intimately.  When he pulled away a long trail of saliva left us connected.  Giggling I broke it with my finger before connecting our lips again.  but I mean...who could blame me? They were addictive and I couldn't get enough. 

Around 4pm we finally checked into our room and collapsed onto the bed.  The sun blazed against the wooden floors and the white curtains fluttered in the breeze.  "Fuck.  I've missed this place" I breathed.  I let my fingers roam Harry's tanned and toned body as our lips danced in sync with each others.  I inhaled his scent and explored his body with my fingertips.  I was finally content. 

Spain consisted of cuddles that turned into sex and sex that turned into cuddles.  Damn, I love him so much. 

Next stop was Australia.  We boarded the plane and let the air carry us to our boys.  Even though he was half asleep Haz did his characteristic smile as I linked my fingers with his as we touched down.  Yet again, the heat was intense as we walked into the airport.  

There, at the bottom of the escalators, stood Zayn, Liam and Niall.  I bounded down the stairs and jumped into them screaming out of joy.  "lads, lads lads!" Harry chanted as he joined the group.  Smiling like idiots we made our way to the nearest bar next to our hotel and waited to check in.

Harrys POV

Later that night I slowly traced a love heart on my face with glow in the dark paint as we got ready for a beach party tonight.   Louis was in a pair of shorts and a Hawaiian shirt with all the buttons down the front open.  No matter how long we date I will always find myself catching my breath at his body.  

We met up with the lads and walked down to the beach.  Even though the sun had set, the sand was still warm and the ocean was still glowing.  Smiling, I sunk down into a deck chair and sipped from a coconut.  I lost Lou in the crowd but that's alright.   I trust him.

I often find myself thinking that people want to be rich, healthy and have power.  I want that too, but when I look at Lou all of that melts away because to me, he is worth more than that.  I'd rather die a thousand deaths with him by my side than live a day without him.  I feel as though Lou is a once in a life time person and I can't let him go.  With these thoughts in mind I make my way through the crowd to give him a night he'll never forget.   

A/N: Aye lmao this is lowkey cringe but i have 0 fucks left to give.  Hope u liked this chapter.  Love youuuuu x