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Louis' POV

Harry moved to get off of me, but I gently wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling him back down onto me.

"I love you so fucking much, you know that right?" I say, running my fingers through his very long hair.

"I love you more, Lou," He says against my neck, then leaving a kiss.

"We've gotta get ready baby," He says after a moment, kissing my lips quickly then getting up.

"Are you still high?" I ask him, my eyes following his looooooong legs as he pulls on underwear and black jeans.

"Maybe a little, mostly just a bit tired. That uh, incredibly hot sex sobered me up a bit," He blushes at the mention of what we just did.

"Yeah, me too," I say with a wink.

I pull on a jumper, black jeans and some easy slip on vans. I feel Harry's hands on my waist, then his lips on my cheek. I lean back into him and he gives me a gentle squeeze.

When I turn around to look at him, I'm breathless. He's wearing a navy button up with white stars, the top
buttons are undone showing off his beautiful chest. His legs look very long and tempting in his black jeans with the holes in the knees, and of course his Chelsea boots are looking cute as ever.

"You look lovely," I compliment, taking in his appearance. His cheeks are flushed, eyes are sparkling. He looks so cute in the face right now, I can't help but reach out and gently pinch his cheek.

 He looks so cute in the face right now, I can't help but reach out and gently pinch his cheek

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"Lou, you're making me blush!" He grabs my waist, pulling me in for a hug.

"Not the first time, not the last. Come on baby," I grab his hand and lead him downstairs.

"You lot ready?" I ask Niall and Liam, who seem to be arguing.

"No Niall! They're gonna know! This is your fault! Why do you always insist on getting trashed during the day?" Liam yelled, making Niall jump.

"Fuck you, Liam! Sorry I wanted to fucking unwind and have some fun for once you tight ass prick!" Niall yelled back. My jaw dropped and I turned around to look at Harry, who was biting his lip and trying to hold in a laugh.

"No, fuck YOU Niall!" Liam stormed toward Niall, getting in his face.

Harry gently grabbed my shoulders, moving me to the side and grabbing Liam behind the arms.

"Liam, easy," Harry said in a soothing voice to a thrashing Liam.

"He's a fucking NIMROD!" Liam yelled, Harry grabbed his shoulders and turned him to face him.

"Louis, get Niall outta here for a minute babe," Harry looks to me, and I nod in agreement, leading Niall out on to the beach.

Harry's POV

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