Anastasia Félicité Tomlinson is Louis Tomlinson's sister... one of many sisters. But she is his only fully related sister.
Anastasia was born in January 1993, she was brought into this world by a one night stand with Louis' father after their mothe...
after getting settled back in harrys home we cuddle up on the sofa and watch home alone with pizzas and some wine.
"have you had a nice day then" he rubbed my arm making me instantly smile and cuddle into the side of him even more. i sighed blissfully and wrap my arm around his small toned waist "yeah of course" i replied softly. he cuddled into me more as he smiled "shall we open your presents then? then after that we can listen to that song you and louis put together" he smiled sitting forward. i smiled brightly "okay!" i said enthusiastically as he got up and turned to me. he rubbed my arm and said "i'll be right back, wait here"
i nodded at him and did as he told me to. i watched him walk away in nothing but his grey joggers, with his black calvin kleins showing above the waist band of his joggers. i quickly grabbed my phone and typed out a message;
set off now x
i sent the message and put my phone down quickly acting like i wasn't up to anything. Harry walked back in with wrapped presents making my heart melt, i pouted at him as he walked up to me smiling. he placed everything down on the coffee table and some stuff on the floor. "choose anything you want to open first" he grinned sitting next to me, but he faced me hooking one leg under his other leg and putting his arm over the back of the sofa. i smiled and stroked his leg, he grabbed my hand and held it as i reached forward and grabbed a box "ah ah—" he said leaning forward tightening his grip on my hand and taking the box off of me "choose any present except this. this one goes last."
i smirked at him and got to my knees on the sofa and tried reaching for it "why what is it??" i tried grabbing it but he moved it behind his head and reached down placing it on the floor next to the sofa arm chair. i kneeled over him trying to reach for the bag while giggling as he laughed. "you never listen" he said grabbing my hips and pulling me to sit on his lap. i looked into his green eyes and smiled "but you said choose any present so i did— and i want that one." i stated they obvious. he laughed back at me and nodded "i know i did— but i forgot about what's in that present. you need to open it last." he smirked leaning up and kissing my lips softly. i rubbed his bare chest making him moan.
"stop trying to distract me knowing you'll get your own way, i'm not budging on this" he said against my neck and jaw as he kissed it slowly. "already seems like you are" i say playing with his hair. he pulled his face away from my neck and looked up at me smiling. he stroked my hip and spoke "i'm so happy you're here with me..." he looked deep into my eyes and his smile then grew into a grin "i get so lost inside your eyes" he stated softly making me laugh "you do??" i question. "would you believe it??" he questioned me back making me raise my brows at him and wrap my arms around his neck "why did you answer my question with a question??" i smirked making him chuckle and look down at my stomach "believe what?" i asked him softly then he looked up at me with the most tender eyes "that i love you, with all my heart." his voice cracked making me pout. i kissed his lips making him smile "yes of course i believe it. i love you too, gorgeous." i coo at him. he smiled back and patted my bum "go on then. open your presents." he smiled ushering me off of his lap.
opening my many presents from harry i received rings from cartier. bags from gucci, a belt from gucci. some trainers. i've been wanting the cartier rings for AGES but never got round to buying them. one of them that harry gifted to me was a rose gold carrier diamond love ring that is priced up at nearly £4,000
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