About Time // Larry Stylinson

Chapter Eleven

"I can't believe we finished the album in two weeks," I turn over in bed to Louis.

"I know, it's crazy, right?" Stirring, he rolls over to look at me, our faces so close that I can feel his breath on my cheek. 

I press a kiss to his lips and get up. I go over to the wardrobe and pull open the door. Rolling my eyes, I realise that I still haven't bought any clothes, or even picked any up from my own house here in the city. 

"Can we go shopping today?" I whip around to Louis. 

"Sure," He nods. "How come?" 

"I still don't really have anything nice. I want something good for the launch party tonight."

"Oh yeah, forgot about that."

I sigh jokingly at his comment, he was always forgeting things.

-

I show Louis the nearest Gucci store and walk inside, with him on my arm. I wave to the workers there as they recognise me; this is my favourite shop in London, and I visit often. There was high security, so I could walk around freely without a need for body guards. The white walls and ceiling complimented the gold wood frames on the mirrors, and green ferns stand tall in the corners of the room. Blazers hang on rails attached to the walls, all of them beautiful. 

Looking around, a suit catches my eye. I pull Louis over to it, and run my hand over the silky material. 

"What do you think, Lou?"

The suit is stunning; a deep red fabric, showered with elegant pink and white flowers, green leaves hidden deep in the floral pattern. I run my fingers along the lapel of the blazer.

"It's so beautiful," He replies. "You'd look great in it." He presses his forehead into my upper arm, and I stroked his hair. 

"You think? I reckon it needs a black shirt underneath."

"Of course, and you're right," He looks up at me. "You'd make a bin bag look good, Haz."

I roll my eyes. "Since when did you get so cheesy?"

"Since I fell in love with you."

"Oh really?" I turn to him and slide my hands around his waist, gripping him tight. "I love you too." 

He tips his chin up, brushing his lips against mine. I feel him smile. 

"Come on," He says, grabbing the blazer and trousers. "You should try this on." 

I take a black shirt from a nearby rail, and go towards the dressing room.

- 

Minutes later, I emerge from the cubicle. I look over at where Louis was sat, and he looks up at me. He bites his bottom lip, looking me up and down, and I scoff.

"You alright there, Lou?" I laugh.

"Yeah, you look - " He shakes his head before standing up and walking towards me. "Stunning."

"Thank you."

I take him in my arms, placing my hand on the small of his back. He wraps himself around me, his hands slipping underneath my bazer. I kiss him, pressing our bodies together. He pushes against me, and I can feel him fight for control. I part my lips, allowing him to explore my mouth. Finding myself moving backwards, I keep a hold of Louis' hip, and don't let our mouthes part. We end up in my cubicle, and I pull the curtain shut.