The Crosswalk Concert

Part 13

Weeks pass and Harry and Louis couldn't be happier.

They go out on multiple dates without caring if the paparazzi are seeing them.

Louis accompanies Harry to his award shows and is known on Twitter for Louis, Harry's hot and sassy best friend.

Harry does sit in front of his phone some times and reads the tweets about how much everyone loves Louis.

He even got some fan pages now.

It's not that Harry is jealous but Louis is his and his only.

So even if they have possessive 'you're mine' sex after Harry went on Twitter, nobody has to know and Louis is definitely the last one to complain.

Their dates do get interrupted by some fans here and there and the maybe saw the way Harry and Louis looked at each other.

Maybe they know there's more to it.

Maybe.

With every new album out, there comes a tour with it too though.

That's why Harry is now standing over multiple bags, trying to figure out what he can bring with him.

"I hate this" Harry says with a sigh before he takes a place next to Louis on their bed.

He places his head into Louis' lap and closes his eyes while Louis plays with his hair.

"You look good in anything Hazza. Don't worry to much about what you're going to wear" Louis half whispers.

"I just don't wanna disappoint" Harry sighs.

"Baby, you could never disappoint. The tour is going to be amazing" Louis says with a short kiss on Harry's plump lips.

"It won't because you won't be there" Harry says with a pout.

"You know I'd love nothing more than to come with you but I have to work" Louis says.

"Just quit work. I earn enough money for the both of us and I would just miss you way too much" Harry says as he turns on his side and wraps his arms around Louis' waist.

"I love my job baby and I'm sure I'll find a way to visit you on tour" Louis says with a reassuring smile.

"Promise?" Harry asks with big eyes and a pout.

"Promise" Louis says with another kiss on Harry's lips.

"And now go and finish packing so I can at least give you a memorable goodbye" Louis says with raised eyebrows.

"And how do you plan on doing that?" Harry asks suggestively.

"It's going to be a surprise" Louis whispers into Harry's ear, biting at his earlobe.

A shiver runs down Harry's spine as he moans and turns around to take Louis' pants off.

"No no no Harold. First you finish packing, then we do the fun stuff" Louis says as he puts Harry's hand away.

He kisses Harry's pouty face and shoves him off the bed.

Louis leaves the room with his ass jiggling with every steps he takes.

"God you're going to be the death of me" Harry says with a groan before he continues packing, still noticing the smirk on Louis' face though.

The next morning, Harry and Louis are at the airport, engulfed in each other's arms.

"I don't want you to go" Louis says.

"I don't wanna go" Harry responds with glossy eyes.

"I'll come to your LA show for sure" Louis says as he wipes away a tear from Harry's cheeks. "But that's in two months.