Daddy.// Larry Stylinson.

23

"Sweetheart, how are you doing?"

"I'm doing good, Mom. How are you?"

"I'm better now that I hear your voice."

Louis smiled and sat on the edge of his bed, "I miss you, a lot. I was wondering if I could come see you and the girls soon?"

"You don't have to ask, Lou. You're always welcome here and you know that. I'd be more than happy to have you here."

Louis cleared his throat, "Could I uh-ya know-"

"Bring your boyfriend?" She laughed, "Course you can. I want to meet this famous Harry. Lottie is always talking about him and his clothes. Plus, I seen all that crap on the news about you, Louis. I wanted to call you and see if you were okay but your sisters kept telling me to let it go and that you'd be able to handle it."

"It has been handled, Mom. I promise."

"Believe me when I say I watched Harry's press conference where he defended you. It makes me eager to meet him. He's good looking, huh?"

Louis was at Harry's house so he shouldn't have been surprised when Harry walked into the kitchen completely naked but it still took him off guard. And also it made Louis's dick twitch.

"Yes, mom. He really is."

Harry raised an eyebrow, "Talking about me?"

Louis just stuck his tongue out and enjoyed the way Harry's face changed.

He exchanged "I love you's" and "goodbyes" with his mom before hanging up. He put his phone down and went to say something but he was spun around and shoved up against the counter.

"You look so pretty with your bed head." Harry groaned, kissing him.

It felt as if all the air had left Louis's lungs but he didn't care. Not when a very naked Harry was pressed up against him. When Harry Styles is pressed up against you naked you tent not to think about anything else.

Harry pulled back and grinned at him, "When am I meeting your mom?"

"Forget that right now." Louis panted, "Just take me right here on the counter."

The very little Louis had on was soon on the floor and Louis was sitting on the cold counter. His legs were spread as Harry stood between them just kissing on Louis, his hand going to wrap around the younger boy's neck.

"Always thought about fucking you right here." Harry said, "Then in the pool, the game room and the theater. Fuck you on the tennis court too."

Louis squirmed causing Harry to grin.

"Then get to it." Louis demanded.

'Easy, princess." Harry chuckled, "Daddy's going to take care of you right now. Always do don't I?"

Louis nodded, "Yes, daddy."

Harry hummed against his skin and sucked Louis's earlobe into his mouth before placing soft kisses down his jaw.

Louis titled his head and sighed happily. He'd never get tired or used to having someone like Harry so close to him, so intimate.

"Louis," Harry whispered, "you're so soft. So pretty. Adore you so much."

Louis ran his hands down Harry's back and smiled against his chest, "Shut up."

The vibrations from Harry's chuckle sent chills through Louis's body. Everything about the older man was so warm and inviting. Louis felt safe with him and even though he knew there woud be fights and drama in the future, Louis was prepared. Prepared to fight for Harry and their relationship because that was what Louis wanted.