Always You (L.S.) (Completed)

Chapter 15: 'Meeting' the Family

(November 23rd)

LOUIS

"Boobear! How are you baby?"

I groaned. "Mum, stop calling me that! I'm 20 now. I'm not a kid anymore."

She laughed through the screen. "You'll always be my little boy, Boo. Now, tell me. How's college? Have you met any hot boys?"

"Yeah actually-"

"Lou, have you seen my black shirt?" Harry came out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel.

I rolled my eyes. "Haz, you only have black shirts. Which one are you talking about?"

He huffed. "My special one!" he whined.

I laughed. "Babe, they all look the same!"

He groaned, pulling on a pair of black boxers and jumping on my bed, lying his head on my lap. "Hi."

I grinned down at him. "Hey."

My mum cleared her throat, and we both jumped, having forgotten that she was there.

"Who's that?" she asked, looking amused.

I smiled fondly. "That's Harry. He's my boyfriend."

My mum squealed. "You have a boyfriend?"

I pursed my lips. "Yes, I have a boyfriend. Please don't make this a big d-"

"Lottie, Fizzy! Come here!" My mum shouted and I groaned.

"I spoke to soon," I mumbled, and Harry chuckled, sitting up, and positioning himself behind me so that I was leaning on his chest. 

"It's okay," he whispered into my ear. "I would love to meet your family."

I smiled, and he kissed my hair. "You're cute," he muttered into my hair, and I giggled.

"Haz," I laughed, pushing him away.

"Oh my god, he's so hot."

Both of our eyes widened as we looked back at the screen. 

"Lottie!" I scolded. "My boyfriend."

She shrugged. "I might take him."

I narrowed my eyes at her. "Don't even try. He's mine."

"So," my mum clapped her hands. "How long have you two been together?"

"Um," Harry thought for a moment. "Officially, almost a month, I think."

She smiled. "Well that's fantastic. I'm happy for you both. Harry, if you ever hurt my Louis, I will find you and rip your balls off."

Harry's eyes widened, and I chuckled, leaning back to kiss his jaw. "Leave him alone mum," I told her.

She cooed, and Lottie and Fizzy rolled their eyes. "Lou, tell mum to back off," Fizzy whined. "She's been bugging us to find a boyfriend."

Harry and I laughed. "Boys are gross," Harry said. "Stay away from them until you're thirty."

The girls laughed.

We talked for about another half an hour before hanging up.

"So, that's my family," I said, curling up against his chest. "Also, you're really comfy."

He laughed. "Well, thank you. Your family is lovely, they really are."

"They love you," I stated.

He hummed, "I quite like them too."