the trip

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IN THIS STORY IT'S 2012 !!

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when i woke up, i expect to be alone in the king sized bed, but when i feel that  warmth from a special someone and those curls, i know i'm not, which makes me smile. harry is laying on my chest as his curls rest on my chin, his legs between mine, his hands that are so much bigger than mine for some reason hugging my waist but the most comfortable is his warmth. his warmth is spread all over my body and making this feel like home, even though we're not home. 

not wanting to wake hazza up, i gently and slowly replace myself with a pillow that he takes and hugs it like he hugged me, and i feel myself getting angry. oh my god louis, are you serious? i'm getting jealous over a pillow! i'm about to head over and put the pillow away when i realise that might wake harry up, and that, we don't want that. he's sleeping so peacefully and i wouldn't want to change that. so with that, i start walking to the door of the bathroom to get ready for today. and i'm just about to go inside when i hear a whisper. a so very cute whisper from a so very cute person. 

"lou"

i turn around, facing a sleepy harry rubbing his eyes with his curls sticking out of his pretty head. i can't help but melt a little as i'm watching him getting up on his elbows. who wouldn't melt at this that? 

"yes hazza?" i reply, approaching the bed for a third time and slowly taking harry under his armpits to put him on my lap, which he gladly accepts and then lays on my chest. and for some seconds ago, i was cold but now he changed it. as i felt his warmth against me again, he spoke up. 

"don't go now. lay here with me." he answers, closing his eyes while i take the duvet and put it over us both. 

"of course" i answer because, who cannot say yes to that? nobody can. and that's a fact. harry shifts a little bit and then drift to sleep again as i look over to the clock and see that it's just 7:15am. i think, i could sleep a little bit more. so now i shift so i'm laying down before i close my eyes and take in harry's scent one more time. 

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"what we doing today" niall asked as he opened the fridge and oh, let me guess, he's hungry, as always. i don't even know if he can ever be full. i mean, is that normal? he isn't fat, so it should be okay, but whaaat? that's his talent, i guess.

we're all sitting on the bar stools drinking either coffee or tea. oh and applejuice (???) liam is crazy. well i, the best person on earth, prefer tea. zayn is drinking coffee with niall while harry is drinking tea with me. see? now we're talking about good choices! however, this is our first day of our trip in monaco and we were just planning for today. we hired this 2 story house with five bedrooms, a kitchen (even though the only person who can actually cook is harry) a big livingroom and some bathrooms. it's very nice and beautiful and it fits perfectly. well, harry doesn't sleep in his room but it fits perfectly anyway.

our parents wanted us to go on this trip because they think we're too annoying to be home, because we're too loud when we're hanging out and they need to, and i qoute, 'rest from all your guys loudness'. at first, it was a little joke from liam's mum, but then we got all hyped up and wanted to go anyway. so it was that one evening when we all had dinner at harry's house with our familys (yep, the house was full !!) and just talking and hanging out. it was so nice and great and i'm glad we had so much fun. and so, we planned this trip, because we're all pretty rich since we go to the richest school in our town and stuff like that, and took the first flight there was (two days from the planning day) and kinda just went here. and we're staying for two weeks!! fantastic!!

"since when are you not? and who drinks applejuice in the morning by the way?" 

"i do." liam answers, confident. "and answer to your question, niall, today we planned on just going to the beach since the sun is shining and the water is warm." as liam finishes off, i start putting my hand on harry's thigh, near his private part, because i know it will turn him on (and mostly because i don't want to go beach. i wanna stay here with harry and have..um, fun). 

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