Always You (L.S.) (Completed)

Chapter 22: New Years

Warnings: smut

(December 31st)

LOUIS

"Don't forget to call me every week," my mum reminded, and I rolled my eyes.

"I know mum."

She swatted me. "Don't you roll your eyes at me. I can tell you that there are many times that you have forgotten to call me."

I laughed. "Yeah, but that's because Harry was distracting me!"

She smiled. "You really love him, don't you?"

"I really do. He's absolutely perfect mum."

"You make sure he treats you right, you hear me?"

"Of course. I'll see you in a few months. Love you!"

~

I arrived back on campus just over an hour earlier than I had expected so I decided to surprise him.

Louis: hey neil do you know where harry is?

Niall: yeah he's in the library

Niall: you back already?

Louis: yeah the drive was shorter than I thought

Louis: wanted to see him

I sighed, pocketing my phone and making my way to the library. When I got there, I saw his curly head leaning over his computer, glasses on his face. I smiled fondly.

I snuck up behind him, and put my chin on his head. "Whatcha working on Hazza?"

He gasped, turning around when he saw me. "Lou!" he exclaimed, jumping up and enveloping me in a hug. "You weren't supposed to be here for another hour!"

I kissed his cheek. "Yeah, well, I may have left home a little early. I wanted to see you really badly."

He smiled, nuzzling his face into my neck, kissing the exposed skin there. "Well I'm glad you did. I missed you bubba."

I grinned, lifting his chin up to kiss him passionately. "Miss you too. God, I love you. That letter you sent had me crying for hours."

He smirked. "That was the plan."

I groaned. "I hate you."

He snickered, moving his hands down from my waist to grab my ass. "Sure you do."

I gasped in surprise. "Harry, there are people here."

He shrugged, kneading the flesh softly. "That's kinda hot, no?"

I bit back a moan. "Fuck, daddy..."

He froze and my eyes widened, realizing what I had said.

"Oh, shit... um... I'm so sorry, I don't know why I said that."

He shook his head, lifting my chin to look in his eyes and I gasped when I realized how dark they had gotten.

"I liked it." he said, his voice low and rough. "Who's are you, baby?" He brought his lips to my neck, sucking harshly, pushing me against a bookshelf.

I threw back my head. "Fuck, all yours daddy," I moaned.

"Such a good boy," he murmured, pulling back, and admiring the mark that he had left on my neck. "Beautiful."

I blushed at that.

He looked down and smirked. "Well, it looks like you have a little problem down there. Have fun taking care of it!" He grinned at me, and picked up his laptop.