the one where the curly headed popstar takes a fancy to a small, feathery-haired barista.
larry stylinson au // lowercase intended
started - 28/9/20
completed - 28/12/20
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#HAPPYBIRTHDAYHARRY is trending on twitter...
'wake up! wake up!' louis spoke, shaking harrys shoulders as the spanish sun bled through their hotel room curtains. harry made a weird groaning noise and his eyes fluttered open, revealing louis sat on top of his boyfriend, cupping his face in his hands.
'happy birthday! you're twenty-one!' louis smiled, seeing harrys morning face slowly merge into a large smile, his dimples popping at the sides of his cheeks.
and all louis could think when he saw his smile was that's my sun. harrys smile immediately radiated energy onto whoever was lucky enough to witness a real one.
louis leaned down and peppered a thousand kisses all around harrys face and neck, receiving a giggle and two strong arms wrapping around him, pulling him into his chest.
'can we go back to sleep now?' harry mumbled into louis' neck. 'no! we're going out. it's lovely weather.' louis said, scrambling out from under harry and standing up off their bed.
'cmon lazy ass. we're- oh my god!' louis gasped, realizing what date it was. 'we've been boyfriends for a month! it's gone so quick.'
as soon as louis said this, harry jumped off of the bed, cupping the smaller boys cheeks and bringing his lips to his. 'people don't normally celebrate one month, but happy one month!' harry said happily, his eyes still adjusting to the light, so they were half shut.
'you're up! let's get ready!' louis chirped as he ran over to the suitcase, pulling two pairs of swimming trunks and two tops out, throwing a pair at harry.
'what?' harry said, looking down at the pair of yellow swim shorts and white top louis had just thrown him. 'i have a surprise. it requires getting wet so- don't look at me like that. dirty boy.' louis scoffed, grabbing a pair of blue trunks.
'so we're getting wet?' harry asked, raising an eyebrow. 'yes. but like- were going in water.' louis said, rolling his eyes and slipping off his boxers.
'no warning then?' harry gasped, placing a hand over his eyes. 'we've literally had sex. you've seen me naked.' louis said, slipping on his trunks.
'yeah but at least i had time to prepare. i don't wanna get hard at 9 am thank you very much.' harry said, climbing out of bed and slipping his boxers off too.
'hey! what about my warning, if it meant that much to you?!' louis gasped, placing a hand over his heart exaggeratively. 'at least we'd be hard together.' the taller replied, being over exaggeratively sympathetic, sliding on his yellow shorts.
'fair game, styles.' louis said, pointing a finger at him whilst he took his shirt off. 'happy birthday to me.' harry whistled as louis blushed and walked into the bathroom.
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'please please please!' harry begged as he clutched onto louis' hand as they entered the elevator. 'no. you'll see where we're going when we get there.' he smirked, pecking harrys lips.
