So I have a story that I'm hoping to post soon. The idea came from the lovely and talented @Secretgirl3049 so big thanks to her. She wanted a story where Larry got married and Niall was the flower girl. So I decided to write a five part short story about flowerchild!niall and how he helps all the people around him. It's going to be called "Little Flower Girl". I'm almost done with the first part and I'm thinking I could have it up sometime between this weekend and next. But for now, enjoy this short preview:
Harry wrapped his strong arms around Louis' small frame and kissed the top of his head. "Good morning Boo."
They stayed like that, cuddling for a moment. Harry slipped his hand under Louis' t-shirt and traced patterns on his back. Louis was warm against his body and he could still feel the electrical sparks coarse through him that he felt the first time he ever touched Louis. The steady rhythm of their breathing and the feeling of the little puffs of air that was Louis' breath against Harry's neck was so soothing, he almost fell back asleep. He could have stayed like that forever.
Unfortunately they had to get up, and Louis reminded Harry of that by untangling himself from his grasp, jumping off the bed and racing out of the room. Harry groaned, throwing off the covers and running after him. Any time Louis rushed out of their bedroom very quickly in the morning, it meant he was going to try to make breakfast before Harry could, and any time Louis did anything even slightly related to cooking, there was a 99.9% chance of something catching on fire. So, to avoid having their little house burn down before they had even finished paying it off, Harry was careful not to let Louis do any cooking.