Louis and Harry have been together for a year now and they are honestly the most cutest couple there ever was. Of course Niam being the second most cutest.
Harry does have him moments where he would go into little space, but it's only based off of...
Louis's POV I woke up the next day to the smell of hot pancakes being made. I rolled out of bed and threw on a pair of red joggers and made my way to the kitchen. I walked downstairs and opened the door to the kitchen to see Harry standing with his back facing me, making pancakes.
I slowly walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. I felt him jump in my arms, but then he relaxed. He turned off the stove for a moment and turned to face me. My arms were still around him as we faced each other.
"I'm still mad at you, y'know." Harry reminded me and I sighed. "I know you are Harry. Which is why I want to talk to you. I don't want to argue about something like this anymore," I said and he huffed.
"Well I'm sorry that I don't like the idea of my boyfriend hanging out with a complete bitch-" "Watch your language," I spoke with dominance and he looked down before he nodded and corrected himself. "Sorry...I just don't like the idea of my boyfriend hanging out with a complete female dog, who apparently thinks that I don't exist and thinks that she can throw herself at you."
"Now when has she ever done that?" I asked him.
"Lou, she is literally the first one to comment on your instagram posts saying things like, 'Why did I leave you?' When you were the one to leave her. Then there was the 'Call me sometime' with a freaking wink. Like okay, apparently your single and you're definitely not in a relationship that has been going on for a year now a-" I silenced him by crashing my lips into his. He was startled but melted into my hold. We pulled apart and he pouted, "You are too good at silencing my rambles..."
"It's a gift," I smiled and winked at him. I held his hand in mine and looked deep into his eyes. "Look Hazza, she does not mean a god damn thing to me. You are the only one for me and if she is going to try anything on me then you can stop her." He looked at me and tilted his head like how a bird would. "Me? How am I going to be able to stop her?"
I simply chuckled, "Did you really think that I was just going to be around her without you with me?" I asked him and I saw his eyes lighten up. "Really? Are you sure? I mean, yeah I don't li-" "I don't like her either bub. I never did. There was a reason why I broke up with her in the first place and you know that."
"I know, but what if she says something?" I just shrugged, "Then what she can do is fuck off with some other alpha because last time I checked Harry. From when I met you and I realized what I was into. I'm gay and in love with you, and I can never express that enough. She just wants to hang out and there's nothing g special that is ever going to happen between the two of us."
"Promise?" Harry asked and lifted up his pinky finger. I smiled at him and linked mine with his. I brought his pinky to my lips and whispered, "Promise," and kissed it softly. He giggled and I smiled a bit bigger at him. I looked at him and looked at the pancakes on the stove. "So wanna move on from her and have some breakfast?" He smiled and nodded.
He made breakfast and I pulled out my phone. I walked to one of the stools and sat on it. I opened my recent texts to see hers. I rolled my eyes as I reread what she said.
Ex: Hi LouLou, it's been a while hasn't it? Wanna hang out sometime? I would like to reconnect with you and possibly rebuild from what we had before ;)
That wink was weird when she used it. However, whenever Harry uses it, it's adorable. I mean, it's Harry, so of course it's cute.
I replied to her.
Louis: We can hang out this evening at 3pm. Harry's coming with us though.
Ex: Why are you bringing him?
Louis: Well if you haven't fucking noticed by now. He is my BOYFRIEND, and because I said that he is. See you at 3. We will be at the café and if you're not there, then we're leaving. See you then.
I put my phone up and Harry was just finished with making breakfast. He smiled and hummed as he handed me my plate. "Thanks darling," I thanked him and he smiled a bit wider before he sat next to me and we ate our breakfast together.
"What should I wear Lou?" Harry asked once the two of us were in our shared bedroom, looking for something to wear for this "hangout".
"Whatever you want to wear love," I said before I picked out my outfit.
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I looked at myself in the mirror and when I approved my outfit, I looked at Harry to see him fully dressed and fixing his hair a bit.
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"Mind fixing my hair too bub?" I asked him when I turned to face him. He looked at me, then at my hair and winced. "Yeah, we definitely need to fix this." I just rolled my eyes playfully at him before he actually helped me.
Soon enough, we were ready to leave. I grabbed my car keys and Harry took a hold of my hand. I smiled while we were walking to my car. I opened the passenger side for him and he thanked me before he got in. I jogged to the other side and hopped in as well.
On the way there, Harry and I sang to some songs that the two of us have made while we were in this band named One Direction. We're still a band to this day, but we're on one hiatus as of right now.
Honestly, if you were to see us through your car window right now, then you would've probably thought that there was something seriously wrong with us. We were so extra when it came to the songs that we liked, but we were having fun so that's a plus, right?
Anyway, I pulled up to the café that I told Eleanor about and since we were 30 minutes early, we ordered a coffee. Just one for the two of us to share.
We walked out with the one coffee and we walked to a table with just two seats. "Where's Eleanor going to sit?" Harry asked me and I looked at him like as if he just asked a silly question. "She's sitting in that one silly. You'll be on my lap like usual."
He then understood and laughed because he was really slow at that. I sat in a chair and Harry placed his bum in my lap as we shared the coffee.
"I really don't want to see her..." Harry mentioned and I nodded. "I know bub, but we can't be rude, remember? Treat people with kindness." He sighed and nodded.
And now we wait... ◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇ Leave a like, and comment down below your thoughts!
