Change Your Ticket || larry

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"Lou baby, get up," Harry coos as he shakes the sleeping boy. He groans and flips over, revealing his naked body and making Harry smirk. He can see the little nail marks along his back and the big hickey on his neck.

"Louis!" He shrieks and jumps on the bed. Louis sits up with wide eyes and his hair sticking up everywhere. He looks adorably fluffy and Harry smiles at his disgruntled state.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Louis asks immediately and Harry laughs and shakes his head, flopping down to straddle his boyfriend. He kisses his cheek and feels the small stubble against his lips.

"We have to go soon. I have to work and then we're going to Cara's party," Harry reminds him. He moves his lips from his cheek to his jaw and kisses him there as well. Louis relaxes as Harry gently kisses down his neck and across his collarbones.

"I don't think I want to leave the bed yet," Louis mumbles, lifting his hips to grind against Harry.

"Lou..." Harry breathes out and Louis smirks, catching Harrys lips with his. Harry pulls away with a scrunch of his nose and shakes his head.

"Morning breath killed the mood. Go shower," he chuckles and Louis pouts, but crawls out from under Harrys body and starts towards the washroom. He's fully naked and Harry openly watches him walk away, smiling because that beautiful boy is all his.

Louis just shuffles into the washroom and turns on the shower, waiting for the water to warm up. He lets out a tiny yawn and stretches, hearing his back crack in the process. It's been nice just being here with Harry. He doesn't know how he's going to go home and leave him. He doesn't know if he can survive with him across an ocean.

The warm water feels nice on his skin and he cleans off the reminders of the night before. He chuckles at the bruises scattered around his body and washes his hair feeling satisfied.

He climbs out of the shower a few minutes later and wraps himself in a warm towel and then walks back to Harrys room. The boy is not there and Louis just yawns again and starts to get dressed. He puts on a pair of skinny jeans and grabs a random white shirt. It's far to big on him and he laughs, but doesn't change from Harrys shirt. He shakes his wet head and then leaves to find the other boy.

Harrys singing in the kitchen, making omelettes for their breakfast and Louis smiles at just the sight of him. He sits down in one of his dinning room chairs and doesn't make a sound as Harry shakes his bum and sings quietly. When he's done Louis claps and bursts into laughter making Harry jump and blush.

"You scared me," Harry gasps and Louis just smirks and leans back in the chair.

"I'm a scary person," he tells him and Harry rolls his eyes and turns back around.

"The scariest. I need you to behave at my work okay? Don't be loud and please don't break anything," Harry tells him as he places a plate in front of him. Louis would be offended if it came from anyone else but it came from Harry. He's not even slightly offended because his eyes are shining with love and fond as he tells him this.

"I won't. I'll be on my best behaviour," Louis promises him. Harry just kisses his forehead and moves back to finish his own breakfast.

•••

"Okay, turn just a little, Harry. Head up," the camera man instructs. Louis just watches from the side and huffs out a breath. He's bored of watching this man tell Harry how to stand and how to smile. Louis personally thinks Harry looks great no matter what, but he's not the professional.

He pulls his notebook out of his bag and starts to jot down more notes for his story he's creating. He doesn't know where he's going with it, but he's got the characters perfected. He thinks it's brilliant.

"You can rest for ten minutes and then we have to take the last photos," the camera man calls out. Harry just grins and flops down next to Louis. Louis looks up from where he's writing and raises his brows.

"Done?" He asks hopefully and Harry laughs and shakes his head.

"Break," he explains and then he leans in and kisses the soft boy. Harry cups his cheek and Louis' hand falls against his waist.

"Beautiful!" Someone cheers. The two pull apart and look to see the blonde boy they knocked over on the street. He's holding an expensive camera and grinning widely.

"Um..." Louis looks at him and the boy just skips over and sticks out his hand.

"Niall Horan. I'm helping out Mr. Payne today... Don't I know you?" Niall asks as he glances at the two boys. Harry recovers first and takes Niall's hand.

"Harry Styles. I'm the model today and I'm also the guy that knocked you over two days ago," he explains and Niall laughs and nods his head.

"Right! Weird that we meet again in a city this big. Must be fate pulling us together," he says with a sly smirk and wink. Louis tenses up next to Harry and clears his throat.

"'M Louis," he tells him and Niall smiles and takes his hand too. His hand is bigger than Louis' and dry. Louis just pulls back and curls into Harrys side.

"Ready, Styles?" Liam's voice carries back in and everyone turns to face the cameraman. Niall is over at his side in a second and Harry kisses Louis again before getting back up.

"You coming to the party tonight, Li?" Harry asks when he's standing in front of the back drop.

"Yeah... Move to the left."

"Can I come?!" Niall asks excitedly. Louis hopes someone says no because he didn't like his stupid remark earlier, but of course the other two happily agree.

•••

Louis feels weird around all the beautiful people. Harrys group of friends are models and singers and everything in between. Louis feels awkward and insignificant compared to these people.

"I'm so happy you're here," Harry slurs into his ear as he hugs him from behind. Louis squeaks at the sudden contact, but doesn't move from his embrace.

"I'm happy you're happy," Louis tells him. He turns in his arms and hugs the boy back, smiling up at him.

"Move in with me," Harry blurts and Louis' eyes go wide and he coughs.

"What?"

"Move here with me. Live with me. I can't handle you leaving again," Harry pleads.

"You left me, Harry," Louis points out. Harry just moves to place his face in Louis' neck.

"Stay with me. Please," Harry begs and Louis holds him tight. Music is blasting around them and beautiful people are everywhere and Louis gets to hold the most beautiful person in the room.

"I can't."