Shakespeare's Love Story

Chapter 17

Harry and Louis didn't get to see each other much as they had holiday coursework to finish and some projects but they made sure to text each other in their spare time.

When it came to New Year's Eve, they were both excited to see each other. At nine thirty, Harry arrived at Louis' house, and Louis was just getting himself ready. Louis' mum opened the door for Harry and smiled at him.

"Hello, Harry, nice to see you, come in!"

"Hello Mrs Tomlinson"

"I'm Ms Poulston at the moment, soon to be Deakin, but there is no need to call me that, you can call me Johanna."

"Really?"

"You're part of the family now; it's okay."

"Thank you" Harry blushed.

"No problem."

"Hey Harry" a voice called, and he soon recognised it as Lottie's.

"Hey Lottie" Harry waved.

"If you're looking for Louis, he's in his room at the moment," Johanna said.

"Oh it's okay, I can wait down here."

"Go up and see him, I know you want to, as long as you two don't do anything in there" she pointed a stern finger at Harry.

"I won't" Harry flushed a dark red.

Harry walked up the stairs towards his bedroom, knocking on Louis' door.

"Who is it?" he heard a soft voice call.

"It's me, Harry."

"Oh, hi Harry, come in."

"Okay," Harry said as he hesitantly pushed open the door.

Louis was pulling up some jeans, but he was struggling to get it over his bum.

"Need help?" Harry asked with a small smirk on his face.

"Yeah, maybe a little" Louis blushed.

Harry's eyes softened as he walked over to Louis and placed his hands on the sides of his jeans.

"Here we go."

Harry lifted him up along with the jeans and helped him slip into them. Louis carefully watched him as he did up his zip and buttons.

"Thank you" Louis pecked him on the lips before stepping away from him.

He was almost ready, he just needed his socks, shoes and a jacket. Harry sat on his bed as he watched him get his socks on and a denim jacket along with it. Once he had finished, he came over to sit on Harry's lap and wrapped his denim-clad arms around his neck.

"Hi, Hazzie" Harry's heart may have fluttered at his words.

"Hey Loubear" Harry replied as he wrapped his arms around his back.

Louis sighed into Harry's neck, his hands coming up to Harry's curls. They stayed like this for a few minutes enjoying each other's comfort.

"Come on Lou"

"Where are we going?" he muttered.

"Downstairs, my family will be here to pick us up soon."

Louis nodded into his neck, and Harry could feel the faint warm breaths of Louis cascading over his skin.

Harry gently placed Louis on the floor as he got up and he could hear Louis whine quietly to himself. Harry cooed at him in sympathy before he went to hug Louis from behind and kiss his cheek.