Worth Fighting For

Chapter Eighteen

A/N - Decided to split it into two fluff chapters :)

Louis doesn't open his eyes when he wakes up. No, he keeps his eyes shut and scrunches his nose up as Harry peppers little kisses all over his face. Harry lets out a small, surprised squeak when Louis tightens his hold around his waist, pulling the other boy flush against him, his hands trapped against Louis' stomach. Then Louis opens his eyes, smiling softly at Harry. He rolls them so Harry's lying on his chest, held in place by Louis' firm grip on his waist.

"Morning, sunshine," Louis murmurs, closing his eyes again as Harry sinks into his hold, pressing a kiss to the older boy's cheekbone.

"Morning Lou," he whispers against his skin. Louis shivers and Harry smirks, ghosting his lips along his jaw, down to his neck. "Happy birthday, boobear." Then Harry pulls back, leaving Louis with a small frown tugging at the corners of his mouth. When he opens his eyes, Harry's just watching him with a gentle smile, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. Louis can't help but grin.

"Can I help you?" he asks lightly, amused by Harry's behavior. He just shakes his head a little, curls bouncing. He reaches a hand up to gently brush away the fringe from Louis' eyes. His fingers trace down his cheek before running along his jaw, cupping it softly. He looks right into Louis' eyes and smiles.

"You're beautiful," Harry whispers.

"Sap," Louis murmurs, but grins as Harry pulls him in for a kiss, fingers tilting Louis' chin to gain better access as he moves his lips from the other boy's, traveling down to the spot right beneath his jaw. He pulls himself slightly from Louis' grasp, supporting himself on his forearms beside Louis' head.

"You love it." The words vibrate against Louis' skin and a tingle runs down his spine. He squeezes his arms around Harry.

"HAPPY- gah!" Niall cuts himself off with a groan as he stumbles back through the door he just flung open, right back into Zayn and Liam. The pair laugh as they steady Niall, who's flung a hand over his eyes. Harry sighs and stops his ministrations, lifting himself off Louis and shifting to the side, the glint in his eyes promising more later as he settles in beside Louis, intertwining their fingers as they both sit up and grin at their three bandmates. Zayn is smirking, Niall still looks nauseous, and Liam looks sick and tired of all of them.

"Why do I always gotta be the one to walk in on you two snogging?" Niall groans as he plops down on their bed, arm flopping over his face. Harry giggles and leans into Louis, which might make his heart flutter just a bit.

"Because you don't fucking knock," Louis replies with a smirk. "'Sides you made it just in time, we were just about-"

"Louis!" Harry slaps his free hand against the boy's chest, earning a chuckle from Louis and a louder groan from Niall. Louis just smirks and uses a few gentle fingers on Harry's jaw to angle his chin up for better access as he presses a slow, coaxing kiss to the other boy's lips. Harry lets out a low whine as the other boys groan, Niall leaping to his knees on the bed and bodily forcing himself between the pair, wriggling into the small space between them. Louis groans as a flailing shin catches him in the groin and the other boys can't help but laugh at both his reaction and the utterly horrified look on Niall's face.

"Shit mate, 's my birthday gimme a break," Louis grumbles as Zayn throws a pair of sweatpants at his head.

"Nope!" Niall replies cheerily, still wiggling in between the couple. He wraps an arm around the shoulders of both boys. "It's time to celebrate!"

"We were about to," Louis points out with a glare. Niall wrinkles his nose.

"Gross. And so not what I meant. No, we're gonna properly celebrate, ya horny bastard." Louis just smirks at Harry around Niall, relishing in the pink flush on his cheeks as he pulls on a shirt.

"We have the day off, whaddya wanna do Tommo?" Zayn asks, sitting on the bed by Louis' feet. Louis sighs and flops back against the pillows. They're in Doncaster for Louis' birthday, staying at their still-secret flat instead of his childhood home because they didn't want to impose all five of them and the chaos that accompanies them on Jay, Mark, and the girls.

"Well I know what I want to do," he replies cheekily, turning to grin at Harry again as he chokes on the sip of water he was currently taking. Niall smacks him upside the head as Zayn whacks his leg. "Ok, ok. Honestly, I don't wanna do much. We're still going to lunch with mum and the girls around one. I assume you all 've already invited people over for tonight. Was hoping to, er, cuddle, with Haz for a bit but that's clearly not happenin' now." Niall rolls his eyes.

"Presents?" he offers. Louis sighs dramatically.

"I suppose, seeing as it's the least you lot can do after interrupting my morning with my boyfriend," he drawls, a smirk growing on his face. Niall scoffs and Zayn rolls his eyes. "No, yes, I'd love to. Then breakfast?"

"Sure thing Tommo," Liam sighs, tired of them already. Louis just flashes him a grin and makes grabby hands towards Zayn, who arches an eyebrow but passes over the box in his hands with a grin.

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Louis ends up having a rather fantastic birthday. He spends the morning with the boys, making a proper mess of the kitchen before Harry promptly kicked him out so he could "make him a goddamn birthday breakfast, you prick". Louis went cackling with Niall to the living room. They played FIFA with Zayn while Liam and Harry made waffles.

After, the boys stayed in Harry and Louis' apartment to prepare for the party. ("You break it you buy it, ya hear?" Harry warned with a pointed look at Niall). Louis and Harry went to lunch with Jay and the girls and spent several hours playing with the kids at their house. Watching Harry with the twins, Louis had thought, not for the first time, about what an incredible father his Haz would be one day. They've discussed it before. Once they're ready to settle down, they want a family. And Louis just knows that Harry's going to make an incredible father and husband. Just the idea of having a family with him makes Louis' stomach flutter.

"He's going to be a lovely father," Jay had whispered, voicing her son's thoughts. All Louis could do was smile fondly at his boyfriend and nod.