let's escape // larry stylinson

chapter 62

Harry POV

The next morning I wake up with Louis' arms tightly wrapped around my waist, he nuzzles his face in the nape of my neck. I carefully turn around in his arms, making sure not to wake him up.

I smile as I watch him sleep. He looks precious and beautiful like this. I could stare at Louis sleeping forever. The way his eyelashes tickle his cheeks. How his lips are slightly parted and how his hair is fluffy and messy. How he looks tiny and peaceful like this. He's beautiful.

It's half an hour later when his eyes flutter open and he rubs his eyes. "Hi", he whispers as he sees me staring at him. "Hi, sweetie."

"So, what are we doing today?", I ask Louis and he shrugs. "I don't know, it's Saturday. Everything it done. We're settled, there's nothing left to do."

"Wanna go out today?", I ask him. He nods, "Yeah, that would be lovely."

"Let's walk around for a while", I propose

I pull the covers off us and Louis lays on top of me, cuddling me. "What are you doing, babe?", I confusedly ask him, a fond smile on my face. "It's cold without the blankets."

I laugh wholeheartedly and he pouts, "Not funny."

"You're cute", I boop his nose. He giggles and I push his hair out of his face, putting it behind his ear.

He blushes and pulls the covers over us again.

"We should get out of the bed", I mutter. "Five more minutes", he whispers back and presses his lips against mine.

I rest my hands on his lower back as I kiss him. We kiss for minutes until we're out of breath. He pulls away and rests his head under my chin. I smile and press a kiss on the top of his head, stroking his back.

"C'mon, let's go", I mumble and Louis reluctantly gets off me. He walks to the bathroom and minutes later I see him walk out of the bathroom and into the closet with a towel wrapped around his waist.

When I get out of the shower myself I see Louis sitting on the bed, playing on his phone. I quickly get dressed and hop down on the bed, distracting Louis from his phone and kissing him.

"Let's go", he mumbles against my lips and I nod.

We walk out of the apartment and we're immediately standing in the centrum of London. We make our way down the streets. Walking around, it reminds me of our first holiday together, the first time we went to London together.

"Remember our first holiday?", I ask him.

"I do", he smiles at me. "That was a great week."

"It was", I agree.

I pull him down a street and inside a restaurant. "What are you-", he starts and then his jaw drops.

"We went here that first time", he sounds surprised. "Yeah. I thought it'd be nice to go here again", I explain.

"You really put thought into everything, I love it", he smiles and I smile back at him. "Let's eat", I say.

After the lunch we walk around some more in London. He takes me to a park where surprisingly a lot of children are playing since it's almost December. Louis pulls me between his legs and I rest my with my back against his chest. He wraps his arms around me and I take his hands in mine.

"I want a baby", he sighs. I turn around, a bit shocked. "W-what?"

He shrugs, looking down. "I just want a baby. Maybe not now, but one day."

"Me too, but not right now", I say and I see the disappointment in his eyes.

"Babe, look at me", I demand him to look at me.