**Louis' POV**
****FLASHBACK****
We just boarded our plane to Paris, I had gotten first class, and a 5 star hotel suite, since I had some money saved, and that I had gotten from my Nan's will. He was looking around in fascination. I took his carry on and put it in the overhead along with mine. Once I finally got to sit down I looked over at Harry and smiled.
"Y'alright there, darlin?" I asked causing him to turn his head towards me
"Perfect.. Lou this is- amazing.. I can't wait to get to Paris and make love and eat pastries and cheese and bread and-." He rambled.
"You're so goddamn cute, Christ." I cut him off with a kiss.
The seat belt sign came on, along with our pilot telling us we're about to take off. We both buckled our seat belts and he grabbed my hand. He leaned his head on my shoulder and slowly closed his eyes, so I hummed All Of Me By John Legend until I heard the quiet snores coming out of his mouth. I leaned my head back and sighed. This trip is gonna be amazing. I couldn't wait, honestly. To just land and just land and get to the hotel and sleep off our jet lag so we can spend our couple weeks doing whatever we want. I lean my head on top of Harry's and fall asleep.
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When I finally wake up again it's because I heard the pilot telling us to put our seat belts back on and that we're landing. I gently shake Harry awake and tell him to put his seat belt on. We land and I get out carry on down. We both exit the plane and go to luggage claim. I grabbed his bag for him and looked for a sign that said "Tomlinson/Styles" aka, I was looking for our driver. I was holding his hand and our bags when I finally saw the sign. We walked to our driver and smiled.
"Bonjour, monsieur." he said, bowing slightly.
"Hello, sir" Harry said politely causing me to chuckle.
"Shall we go?" I smiled and nodded, leading Harry out to the front, where the car was waiting, and put our bags in the trunk.
"Louieeeeeeeeeeeeee" Harry whispered in my ear.
"Harryyyyyyyyyyyy" I whispered back.
"When we get to the hotel and we're relaxing, can we watch Queer as Folk, pleaaaaaase." He asked giving me his puppy dog look, and let's be real, I can't say no to that face.
"Of course, my little angel." He blushed, leaning his head back on my shoulder, smiling softly. The drive wasn't long, I tipped the driver and thanked him. We got our bags out and went to the front desk to check in.
"Bonjour, welcome to the Park Hyatt Paris-Vendôme, last name please?"
"Tomlinson."
"Ah yes, Louis Tomlinson, one bed, we have you and your lovers suite ready for you, with a fantastic view of the Eiffel Tower"
"Merci, Madam." Harry and I said at the exact same time, causing us both to giggle. I smile and take the key cards, grab his hand, and walk to the elevator, hitting the top floor button. While we're standing in the elevator, I put the bags down and stand on my tippy toes to kiss him. In the 3 years we've been together, the kid has filled out. He's now 6 feet tall, has a shit ton of hair, is a little hipster, (his cock is bigger too, whoop), I, sadly, on the other hand am still 5'10.(I've always had a big cock as it is) we've both graduated high school, Harry doing so with flying colours, incredible grades, and I honestly couldn't be more proud. I remember prom, we of course went together, even though he was a year below me, I bought his ticket, got him a corsage, all that jazz. We, corny as it sounds, danced to the same some Brian and Justin did in Season 1, Episode 22. It's sad, to know the episode by heart, but when Harry and I saw it on Netflix, we watched all 5 seasons and have gone through them almost 3 more times since. It is a seriously addicting show, especially because of Brian and Justin. Mikey and Ben are cute too, but you just fall in love with Brian and Justin, and you simply can't hate Brian, he's too fucking hot, he's got the bad boy persona, he's all around just.. goddamn sexy. Okay, I got off track. I pulled away from the kiss and whispered.
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The music we make ([Larry Stylinson/ Niam Horayne]) AU.
FanfictionLouis&Harry. Harry&Louis. What more do you need to know?