The rays of the sun peeked through the curtains, mercilessly falling upon the feathery-haired man. The light was satisfactory enough to bring the man to the brim of consciousness. Rubbing his eyes open, he inspected the surroundings and noticed that the bed was cold on the other side. Harry wasn't there. Louis had decided to sleep in his room from the night onwards.
Picking himself up, he quickly had a bath and moved downstairs to have breakfast. Descending down the staircase, he saw the entire living room decorated with azaleas. His favourite flower.
A smile was quick to grace his lips.
"Master Harry left this for you alongside the flowers." The butler told him, handing the note.
Left at 4 a.m.
Important meeting near the airport.
I'll hopefully be back before you're awake if I'm not, you have the flowers for the company until I come back.
Harry
P.S: please eat something, doll.
Sighing, Louis sat at the dining table to have his breakfast. He hoped that this time around, nobody would intervene between him and Harry. He really did.
"You seem happy, Sir." The maid served him breakfast.
"Yeah, I am," Louis smiled, "very."
When Louis concluded his breakfast, the doorbell rang and the man's eyes lit up immediately. Harry strolled in with his phone attached to his ear.
"Really? You of all people want a weekend off?" Harry chuckled. "Yeah, take it, you deserve it anyway."
Disconnecting the phone call, he put the device into his pocket and effortlessly pulled Louis into an embrace, "Did you eat, doll?"
"Yes," Louis answered and kissed his cheek, "did you? Do you have to leave again?"
"I don't need to go back." He told, ruffling the man's hair, turning to the butler who was present, "Bring the breakfast up to my room please."
"Of course, master." He responded.
After Harry had had a bath and eaten and settled down on his bed with his laptop to do some work, Louis had been lazying around d on the bed.
"Harry?"
"Hmm?"
"Why do you not want children right now?"
"Because we still have a lot to work on our relationship, I don't want a kid until we both are ready, Louis."
"And because," Harry pulled out the drawer on the bedside table, placing his laptop on top of it. Retrieving an envelope, he handed it to Louis with the NYU School of Medicine printed on top of it, "of this."
"You were drunk and made the mistake of telling that you were half-way through your med school in America," Harry informed him with a smile. "So I did some digging and pulled a few strings and got this for you."
"You can resume from your final year next September and-"
Louis violently tackled Harry into a hug and kissed his cheek, "Thank you."
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Criminal || Larry Stylinson Mob AU
Fanfiction"So all of this is my fault?" He scowled back. "Harry, he is fragile. He can't bear up with your anger or try to break past your stone cold exterior if you don't let him." His father reasoned. "No, dad. I highly doubt that's what he wants from me, I...
