The Tree 》l.s *boyxboy* ✅

Chapter 31 ~ Tomlinson? Styles?

"Well, that's it. That's the last of it" I sighed out in releif as I dumped the last box into the room. 

Harry stood next to me and rested his hand on my shoulder. "Yep. I can't believe we've actually done this" 

"I know" I looked around the room filled with boxes of our things, still it was mostly mine since Harry didn't bring much but clothes done from London. "Maybe we should ask your mum to bring some of your things done, it feels strange with just my stuff"

"No, I still want nothing to do with her if she doesn't want to accept my choices" he said stubbornly. 

I sighed and didn't say anything, it wouldn't be worth fighting over this, I shouldn't even be so worked up about it.

"Guys, this place is amazing" Liam said as he walked back into the living room where we stood. "I wish I knew about this place" he teased. 

"Harry, can I speak to you?" Niall said awkwardly from behind Liam and gestured back further into the house. 

Harry nodded and kissed my cheek then headed off down the hallway with Niall to talk about whatever.

"So, are you planning on having that engagment party soon?" Liam questioned. 

"We just moved in and you're already pestering us?"

"Well, I just feel like I need a party or something, and since Harry didn't want one..." 

"It's not just Harry didn't want one, he can't really have one. What's the point in having a party full of alcohol if he can't even have any?" I may have over reacted, but it hit a nerve.

"Lou, that's not what I meant" he sighed pushed a hand through his hair. "All I'm saying is I think it's time for a party" 

I hummed, I wasn't into this conversation much. "I'm going to unpack my room" I walked off and closed the bedroom door behind me. 

I looked at the bed that lay on the floor that needed to be re-esembled, and the mattress standing against the wall. Boxes sat in random places and our big bits of furniture stood in their rightful places.

"Lou?" Harry called as he walked in. "What's up with Liam? It looks like he's been yelled at" I turned to face him. He had a worried look on his face.

"I overreacted to something he said. It's nothing" he didn't seem to believe me, like it worse then what it really was, but it wasn't. It was just me being, well, me. "Anyway, I was thinking maybe we could get the bed done first" I said seductively. 

"Or, we could just not worry about the bed and f-"  the door opened and Niall and Liam walked in. 

"If you guys don't want help today we're going to head off. We're going to move some things around at the flat, maybe buy another chair" Niall joked.

"I bought that chair when we first moved in thank you, I deserve to keep it" I played along.

"Whatever, bye boys" they walked out before we could say if we actually needed them or not. Harry smiled at me and slowly walked closer so he could wrap his arms around my waist and pull me into his body. 

"How about we make the house ours?" he laughed and grabbed the mattress quickly setting it down on the floor and pulled me on top. 

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I rolled over on the bed and faced Harry, he was smiling widely with his hair looking worse then what it does in the mornings. We had sex twice and I was truly exhausted. 

"You sore?" I asked him, a smirk was surely playing on my lips. 

"A little. Nothing too bad" he played it off and kissed me. "I don't know about you, but I say we wash ourselves up a little, then get unpacking" 

"Do we have to? Can't we just... Lie here" Harry laughed a little. 

"Baby, as much as I would love to do that, I need to wash myself and get clothes on, it's getting cold" I grumbled and crossed my arms over my chest, pouting like a stubborn child. 

Harry leaned over and kissed me. I just wanted to pull him down and hold him with me the rest of the day. 

"Lou, get up" reluctantly I let go and watched him leave the room. I wasn't happy with my decision, but he was right, we needed this to be done as soon as possible. Maybe I can convince him to unpack then spend the rest of the night in bed.

I got off of the mattress and walked out to find Harry, it shouldn't be hard, since he said he was in the bathroom, and he was. I stepped in quietly and wrapped my arms around his bare, damp, body. 

"Hi baby" I smiled and kissed his shoulders. 

"Hello there Mr Tomlinson" Harry smirked. "I really like that, I might take your name" I frowned and forced him to turn around. "What?" 

"You want to take my name? Why the hell do you want to do that?" this time Harry frowned. 

"I love you Lou, and I want to take your name... What's wrong with that?" 

"I don't want you to" I said sternly. "I want you to keep your name, if we get a kid I want them to have your name, not mine" 

"Lou..."

"No! It's done, I don't want you taking my name" Harry's happy demanner changed, and I felt guilty. That's the second person I've made feel bad today and I don't like it. 

"What about hyphenated? What if I hyphenate my name and yours? Styles-Tomlinson" I thought about it, it sounded nice. "And you can do the same, but vise verser. Tomlinson-Styles. Even if it's hypenated I'll be happy" I smiled up at him, how did I find the perfect person?

"Okay, we'll do that" he smiled and pressed his lips to mine. Even though it was a simple kiss, nothing bad about it, I could feel myself getting hard down below. It must have had something to do with our unclothed lower regions touching.

"Someone's getting hot ay?" Harry smirked before picking me up and sitting me on the basin. "How about we mark the bathroom as well?" 

Something about Harry speaking like that was weird. In a good way. We had our own house, and he wanted it to be claimed ours.

"What are you going to do?" I bit my lip, then before I knew it Harry had me off the basin, now bent over and was thrusting into me roughly. 

I didn't think sex in a bathroom could feel as good as he was making it, but it was amazing. Only Harry could do that to me. 

I gripped, well attempted to grip, any part of the basin so I could keep myself up. It was found harder then expected when everything was slippery or not really safe to hold onto. All the while, Harry just kept pushing into me, making my knees shake. But when it happened, it was nearly the best orgasam ever. 

"I just washed myself" Harry panted out teasingly in my ear. 

"Well, maybe now you can wash me aswell" 

A/N soooo Styles-Tomlinson and Tomlinson-Styles. It's cute in a way don't you think? :)