Sickness, Tour, & L.A. (Larry Stylinson)

Snogging

Louis' P.O.V.

I woke up in Harry's arms. He was awake and was kissing my hair that was pulled back my a headband.

"Feel better?" He asked as he kissed my cheek.

"Yeah, can you make me some tea?" He gave him pleading eyes and he sighed.

"Of course." He smiled and stood up walking to the kitchen.

I missed the clumsy giant. I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my twitter. There were a million Larry, Elounor, and 1D is Faggots tweets. I laughed at people's grammar.

After about five minutes Harry returned with some tea. He could cook, I was shit at it. Although brewing tea isn't technically cooking.

"It's hot, be careful." He warned with concern washing over his face.

"I'll be fine." I waved my hand took a small sip before laying the cup on the coffee table which had my trash can leaned up against it.

I was to go my braces off tomorrow and get a permanent retainer behind my teeth. Damn orthodontists!

Niall taught be all about what to do since he had to struggle with it. His teeth were perfect, mine were crooked. Harry is just perfect so there's no imperfections on him.

"I'd kiss you but I don't want to get sick." Harry practically whined.

I leaned towards him getting closer to his face. "I'm not contagious." He smirked as we got close.

"Louis, I'm serious." He laughed and pushed me off. He stood up and grabbed a blanket. "Are you cold?"

"No."

"Are you thirsty?"

"I have tea."

"Are you hungry?"

"I'd throw it up."

"Are you-" "Haz! I'm fine, thank you!" I complained as he nodded and sat back down.

"Just relax and let's cuddle." I laid my head on his shoulder before we laid down and I laid my head on his chest.

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I just got my braces off and I was feeling fine. I knew the fucking braces were cursed!

"Hazza?!" I called out and looked around. "Harry?"

Harry poked his head out and smiled. "Hello." He was hiding most of his body from my sight but I noticed his bare shoulder.

"Are you naked?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Almost! I'm getting in the shower but I heard you calling." He stepped out and over to me with his boxers still on.

I smiled and pecked his lips. "Sure." I smacked his bum. "Go take a shower then." I smirked as he squealed and walked back to the bathroom and got in the shower.

To supply my time I traced my tattoos.

Harry eventually came back out fully dressed. "Look at you." I smiled at him. "All clean?" He nodded. "Good. Now give me a kiss." He puckered up my lips and he sat next to me and kissed me.

We sat there practically snogging for five minutes

"I bought a flat." Harry confessed.

"What?" I frowned. "You're moving out? Harry, babe, are you breaking up with me?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"No!" He took my hands. "I bought us a flat in L.A. so when we go there we have a place to stay." I smiled and hugged him.

"And I thought you left me." I laughed and tackled him on the couch and then another snogging session commenced.

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Updated it! Been awhile. Had no inspiration. Should I continue or leave it where it is?