he stayed the night, and honestly it was the best night in so long. before he woke up i crawled out of bed and went down to the kitchen.
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I ran a finger through his hair as his eyes fluttered open, "good morning lovely."
he smiled,
"i made you something," passing him the cup, you always get the boring drinks.
he chuckled, "pumpkin spice."
"you're so fucking cute" he said softly, pulling me in for a kiss, soft lips pressed against mine. god, i missed feeling this.
and fuck, i hope it never ends.
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pumpkin spice | l.s
Fanfictionin which harry notices louis sitting alone at a table with tears in his eyes and brings him a pumpkin spice latte after his shift. lowercase intended!
