Marrying The Enemy

Harry: *walks downstairs*

Mr. Styles: *from his office* Harold. Could you please come in here?

Harry: *walks in* What?

Mr. Styles: Sit.

Harry: *sits down*

Maid: *walks in carrying tea; sets it on the table and walks out*

Mr. Styles: Now, you are aware of your title, correct?

Harry: *nods*

Mr. Styles: Well.. me and your mother are aware of your... partying ways...

Mrs. Styles: *sighs* And we both agreed on what's best for you..

Harry: Being?

Mr. Styles: You're getting married.

Harry: *gasps*

Mrs. Styles: Honey, you're almost 18. It's time for you to take your role as king. And your father and I can't rule forever.

Harry: I'm still a kid!

Mr. Styles: Harry, you're 17. You're turning 18 in 2 months. You've had your whole life to learn about everything in the kingdom.

Harry: Who am I marrying?

Mrs. Styles: Erm... that's another thing we forgot to mention...

Mr. Styles: Louis Tomlinson.

Harry: *frowns*

Mrs. Styles: We know you two never got along while you were children but you've both grown up a lot. I'm sure you both will be fast friends and maybe even grow to love each other like me and your father. *smiles softly wrapping an arm around her husband*

Harry: *rolls eyes*

Mr. Styles: Tomorrow night we're going over to their home for dinner. So I expect you to behave and atleast give the boy a chance.

Harry: But...

Mr. Styles: No buts. Now.. go back to whatever you were doing... I have phone calls to make.

Harry: *goes back upstairs; slams the door*

*With Louis*

Louis: *in his room looking through his piles of books* Bloody hell, where did I put that book?

Mrs. Tomlinson: *walks in*

Louis: *looks up; sees it's his mum then goes back looking* Mum do you know where I put my journalism book at?

Mrs. Tomlinson: No honey, but we need to talk.

Louis: *stops looking then looks at her* 'Bout what?

Mrs. Tomlinson: You getting married.

Louis: *laughs* Funny mum.. real funny. Really, what is it?

Mrs. Tomlinson: I'm serious.

Louis: *looks at her like she's crazy* Mum, I just turned 17. I don't have to get married until i'm atleast 18!

Mrs. Tomlinson: But the guy you're marrying IS turning 18.

Louis: *gapes at her* Mum!

Mrs. Tomlinson: He's coming over tomorrow night.

Louis: *sighs* Who is it?

Mrs. Tomlinson: Harry Styles.

Louis: Harry fucking Styles? You mean the very same Harry Styles that beat me up when I was 6?

Mrs. Tomlinson: Now Louis... he might have changed. He is almost 18 now.

Louis: *rolls his eyes* Oh cry me a river!

Mrs. Tomlinson: STOP IT THIS INSTANT!

Louis: I just don't see how this is fair to me OR Harry, mum!

Mrs. Tomlinson: It's what's best.

Louis: Whatever. *goes back to looking through his books*

Mrs. Tomlinson: *walks over*

Louis: *bites his lip* I'm just not ready, mum...

Mrs. Tomlinson: I know sweetie...

Louis: *hugs her tightly*

Mrs. Tomlinson: I love you so much...

Louis: I love you too..

*The next morning*

Mr. Tomlinson: LOUIS! Flowers for you.

Louis: *walks down the stairs* Flowers..?

Mr. Tomlinson: *holding roses; smiles*

Louis: *takes them* Who are they from..?

Mr. Tomlinson: Harry. *smiles*

Louis: Oh..

Mr. Tomlinson: They're so pretty.

Louis: *nods a bit* Yeah...

Mr. Tomlinson: That was nice of him.

Louis: Yeah it was...

Mr. Tomlinson: Give him a chance?

Louis: *shrugs*

Mr. Tomlinson: Please.

Louis: *sighs* Fine.. but only 1 chance.

Mr. Tomlinson: *nods*

*That Night*

Harry: *knocks on the door*

Tomlinson Butler: *opens the door and lets them all in* Welcome to the Tomlinson manor, Mr. & Mrs. Styles. They will all be down shortly. Make yourselves at home.

Harry: Whatever. *walks in*

Mr. Styles: *sighs walking in with his wife; hands the butler their coats* Thank you.

Harry: *sits down on the couch waiting*

Lottie: *walks downstairs carrying Phoebe on her hip* Mum?! Where are you? *starts looking around*

Mrs. Tomlinson: I'm in the kitchen sweetie.

Lottie: *walks in* Phoebe and Daisy got into a fight about their dresses and Daisy hit her. Fizzy is trying to calm Daisy down.

Mrs. Tomlinson: *sighs* Where is Louis?

Lottie: Daddy is helping him get ready. *sets Phoebe on the counter*

Mrs. Tomlinson: Is he excited?

Lottie: *shrugs* He hasn't said anything.

Fizzy: *from upstairs* MUM!

Mrs. Tomlinson: What honey?

Fizzy: Daisy tried to bite me again!

Mrs. Tomlinson: *sighs* GO GET YOUR BROTHER!

Lottie: *rolls her eyes then walks into the den sitting onto a chair*

Mrs. Tomlinson: Now Fizzy, it's rude too keep Harry waiting.

Fizzy: Not my fault! Ow! Daisy!!!

Mrs. Tomlinson: *walks upstairs* LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON!

Louis: *pops out from a room* Yes?

Mrs. Tomlinson: Let's go. Harry is downstairs!

Fizzy: *running out from her room* Mum! Daisy won't stop biting me!

Daisy: I'm hungry! *walks out pouting*

Mrs. Tomlinson: The faster your brother gets downstairs the faster we can eat.

Louis: How is it always my fault?

Mrs. Tomlinson: *sighs* Louis please...

Louis: Whatever. *huffs then goes downstairs*

Harry: *looks up as Louis walks down*

Lottie: Your make up finally all done your majesty; smirks at him*

Louis: *fake smiles* Ha, ha. VERY funny.

Lottie: I know I am. *smiles innocently*

Harry: *stands up* Hi.

Louis: *nods a bit* Hi..

Harry: I haven't seen you in years.

Louis: Likewise.

Harry: You look good.

Louis: *blushes a bit* Uhh thanks..

Harry: *walks over and hugs him*

Louis: *confused but hugs him back*

Harry: *whispers in his ear* You smell good.

Louis: *can't help but shiver a bit; pulls away from it uncomfortably*

Harry: *smiles*

Fizzy: *walks down pulling Daisy along*

Harry: *smiles at  them* Your brother's hot.

Lottie: *rolls her eyes* I get it enough from my friends.

Harry: Well your frends can go f----- sit on a rock. He's mine.

Mrs. Styles: Language..

Harry: He's mine, Louis come here.

Fizzy: *looks at Lottie who's behind Harry; covers her mouth to prevent her laughter from escaping when she sees her randomly hip thrusting*

Louis: *notices; growls* Charlotte!

Lottie: *stops as soon as Harry turns around with her hands on her hips like superman; smiles innocently* Yeees?

Harry: Louis, come.

Louis: *folds his arms* No.

Harry: *furrows eyebrows* No?

Louis: *bluntly* No.

Harry: How could you say no... to me?

Louis: Simple. I'm not into sex obsessed, party drawn crazy animals.

Harry: *gasps*

Mrs. Styles: Okay, okay.. let's tone it down okay? Atleast not infront of the children...

Lottie: Nah, it's just Louis' sass talking. We've heard it tons of time.

Fizzy: Yeah, nothing unusual.

Harry: Can I leave now?! I was just trying to be fucking nice!

Louis: And how'd that work out for you curly?

Mr. Tomlinson: *growls* Louis.

Louis: What? *smiles innocently*

Mr. Tomlinson: Go sit with Harry, right now.

Harry: *looking down*

Daisy: I'm hungry! Can we eat?

Phoebe: Yeah, can we?!

Mr. Tomlinson: I guess, let's go.

Harry: If you don't mind, I would like to skip dinner...

Mrs. Styles: Harry.. please..

Harry: It's fine.. I have a date anyways.

Mr. Styles: Harold, this night is important. I told you that!

Harry: I told you I didn't care! I wanna go out with guys and hook up not get married.

Mrs. Styles: Enough! *growls* It's time you both grew up from your ways!

Harry: THEN TELL HIM TO SIT IN MY GOD DAMN LAP!

Mr. Tomlinson: Louis William stop being rude.

Louis: *scoffs* Oh don't even start Mark!

Mrs. Tomlinson: LOUIS!

Mr. Tomlinson: YOU BASTARD, LISTEN TO HIM! YOU NEED TO MARRY!

Harry: Louis, I won't hurt you.

Louis: I won't do anything I don't want to do! *about to go upstairs but get pushed to the wall by Mark*

Mr. Tomlinson: LISTEN TO ME! You ruin this and I will make your life a living hell.

Harry: Please Louis?..

Lottie: Daddy stop!

Fizzy: Yeah stop!

Mr. Tomlinson: *lets go*

Harry: *gets up; grabs Louis' hand gently*

Louis: *looks down*

Harry: Please sit in my lap?... I really won't hurt you.

Louis:  I'd really perfer not to... if that's okay...

Harry: *looks down* Okay...

Louis: *looks away awkwardly*

Harry: I just... since we're getting married...

Louis: I hope you know that i'm not just giving myself up like that so quickly just 'cause it's marriage...

Harry: I know...

Louis: I'm only giving you one chance, though... if I don't like anything i'm sorry but i'm out...

Harry: *rolls eyes* How nice...

Louis: Rolling your eyes is really not a good look on you. *pats his cheek then goes to the dining room with his sisters trailing behind him giggling*

Harry: *walks in

Mrs. Styles: *follows with her husband;  notices 1 person missing* Where's Gemma?

Harry: *shrugs*

Mr. Styles: She said she couldn't come. She was busy with her work and stuff. *sits down*

Mrs. Styles: Well i'm sure you all can meet her another time.

Harry: She's just great.

Louis: *nods*

Fizzy: How old is she?

Harry: 19.

Daisy: She's old.  *eats some of the food that was brought out*

Phoebe: That's rude.

Harry: *laughs* Yeah she is

Lottie: *drinks some of her tea* Lou is old.

Louis: HEY! *pouts*

Harry: I'm older.

Louis: No need to rub it in...

Harry: All i'm saying is you're not old.

Louis: *shrugs rolling his food around a bit*

Harry: You gonna eat that? *laughs*

Louis: Shush. *eats it*

Harry: Looks yummy.

Louis: It is. *laughs*

Harry: Give me some. *pouts*

Louis: Hooow though? You're all the way over there.

Harry: Come here.

Louis: *shakes his head stubbornly* I'm not getting up.

Harry: *gets up and goes over* Feed meeee.

Louis: *stuffs some suddenly into his mouth; laughs when some of it falls out* Now hush, curly.

Harry: *pouts* Jerk.

Louis: *giggles* I know.

Harry: Hey after dinner maybe we could go to your room and talk?

Louis: Uh, sure. I guess.

Harry: *smiles* Great!

Louis: *nods*

*After Dinner*

Harry: *grabs Louis' hand*

Louis: Mum we'll be upstairs. *quickly goes upstairs with him*

Harry: *sits on his bed*

Louis: Nothing really special about my room.

Harry: I thought we could get to know eachother better.

Louis: *sits next to him then leans back on the bed looking at the ceiling* Watcha wanna know?

Harry: Anything.

Louis: Wanna play 20 questions?

Harry: *smiles* Sure.

Louis: I'll go first. Um.. when's your birthday?

Harry: Feburary 1st 1994.

Louis: Interesting.

Harry: First thoughts of meeting me again?

Louis: *bites his lip nervously; looks at him* You don't wanna know...

Harry: I kinda do...

Louis: *covers his face* That you were more attractive than I expected...

Harry: Aww... *smiles*

Louis: Shushie!

Harry: Come here.. *opens arms*

Louis: Nuh.

Harry: Please?

Louis: *shakes his head*

Harry: *sighs*

Louis: I'm sorry..

Harry: *shrugs*

Louis: Anyways, favorite song?

Harry: Don't have one...

Louis: Oh.. *looks away awkwardly*

Harry: I just wanted a hug....

Louis: *sighs then sits up & hugs him*

Harry: *hugs him back gently; pulls him close trying to get him to stay*

Louis: *biting his lip; burries his nose in his neck*

Harry: *picks him up gently* I'm just sitting you in my lap so I can hold you. I won't hurt you.

Louis: Fine..

Harry: *sits him down gently in his lap; smiles* I believe it's your question.

Louis: No it's yours. *pokes his cheek*

Harry: Hmm... what do you think of me now that your in my lap?

Louis: Mmm... you're okay.

Harry: *nuzzles his neck* You're making me hard..

Louis: *rolls his eyes* Well you'll have to deal with it.

Harry: STUBBORN!

Louis: *sticks his tongue out at him*

Harry: Fine. I guess I gotta jerk off. *nibbles on his neck*

Louis: You go do that.

Harry: *pouts* But if we're gonna be married. I'm gonna get you eventually anyway...

Louis: *looks at him oddly*

Harry: What?

Louis: Don't you think it's too soon to be thinking about that..?

Harry: I--I've never felt love... *shrugs*

Louis: Sex isn't love... I hope you know that.

Harry: I don't know what love is...

Louis: Nobody does but ourselves...

Harry: *shrugs* I've never felt it... not even from my parents... they've been forcing me to do stuff since I was young... but never once told me they loved or cared about me.... so I guess sex made me feel loved..

Louis: You know you don't have to tell me this stuff... I thought you hated me when the first time I put sand in your trunks. *smirks a bit*

Harry: *shakes his head* No... I didn't...

Louis: *shrugs*

Harry: I thought you hated me when I punched you...

Louis: I'm not really a person to hold grudges.

Harry: *sighs* I'm sorry about that....

Louis: It's fine.. it's in the past. That's all that matters.

Harry: *hugs him closer* I really did think you were hot when I first saw you.

Louis: *blushes a bit* Strangely I believe that. Only you would.

Harry: You really are hot. *nuzzles his neck*

Louis: Mmm? *purrs a bit*

Harry: *smiles* You do have a sexual side

Louis: Everyone does, Harry. Just don't start feeling it til' puberty.

Harry: *kisses his neck*

Louis: *squirms a bit*

Harry: Did I find your spot? *smiles*

Louis: *uncomfortable* Please stop...

Harry: Why, what's wrong?

Louis: I just.. I'm not exactly comfortable with it..

Harry: Too sexual?

Louis: A little bit.

Harry: *nips at his neck again*

Louis: *gasps* H-Harry...

Harry: Yes?

Louis: *whimpers* Please stop..

Harry: But it's soft...

Louis: But it's turning me ooonn. *pouts*

Harry: *smirks; nips again*

Louis: *gasps again; moans; growls at him* Harold...

Harry: Hmm?

Louis: Stooop.

Harry: *nips again*

Louis: *squirms again*

Harry: *leans in; whispers in his ear* Hard on?

Louis: Harry.. please..

Harry: Do you have one? *nuzzles his neck*

Louis: Yes now please stoop.

Harry: *stops* Do you need help?

Louis: Nooo. *crawls away from him*

Harry: *pulls him back; whimpers* Your butt was comforting me....

Louis: But I don't know if i'll be able to control myself...

Harry: Please... *burries face in his neck*

Louis: *bites his lip* Har-

Harry: *whimpering*

Mrs. Styles: *knocks on the door with Louis' mum at her side* Boys? Are you okay in there? We heard growling and whimpering...

Harry: We're fine... *nuzzles Louis' neck*

Louis: *bites his lip harder and accidently bites one of his fangs into his lip* Fuck! *licks some of the blood off his swollen lip*

Harry: *growls* Blood...

Louis: *whimpers a bit at his growl; moves away from him a bit*

Harry: *pulls him back* Hard...

Louis: Don't growl at me then...

Harry: Sorry.... blood... *kisses his neck*

Louis: *can't help but smile a bit* We just had dinner, Haz.

Harry: I know but... I didn't drink the blood...

Louis: Why..?

Harry: All I could smell was yours.

Louis: Well it's mineee. *sticks his tongue out at him*

Harry: *folds arms*

Louis: *giggles turning around so he's facing him; wraps his arms around his neck; plays with his hair*

Harry: You're adorable.

Louis: *smiles a bit then stares into his eyes a bit*

Harry: Blue...

Louis: Green... *bites his lip a bit then starts leaning in*

Mrs. Styles: *knocks on the door* Harold, time to go home.

Harry: Wait a minute, mum! *leans in and pecks Louis' lips*

Louis: *blushes a bit then pecks his lips back* Now goo.

Harry: Your lips are soft by the way. *gets up*

Louis: So are yours. *smiles*

Harry: Text me?

Louis: *stands up* Give me your number first, curly.

Harry: *writes down his number on Louis' hand*

Louis: *gets on his tip toes a bit then kisses his cheek*

Harry: *blushes*

Louis: *whispers into his ear* Gooo.

Harry: TEXT ME! *runs off*

Louis: *laughs then sits back on his bed; lays back down looking at the ceiling*

Mr. Tomlinson: *walks up* Louis?

Louis: *looks at him* What?

Mr. Tomlinson: How was it with Harry?

Louis: Alright..

Mr. Tomlinson: Do you like him?

Louis: *shrugs*

Mr. Tomlinson: Was he nice?

Louis: Yeah.

Mr. Tomlinson: *smiles* Good maybe you'll enjoy marrying him.

Louis: I'm still thinking though...

Mr. Tomlinson: Why?

Louis: All he ever seems to do is sex.. I don't want that..

Mr. Tomlinson: I really don't think that.

Louis: Do you know him personally?

Mr. Tomlinson: *nods*

Louis: *looks back at the ceiling*

Mr. Tomlinson: He's just confused

Louis: If you say so.

Mr. Tomlinson: You gonna keep in contact?

Louis: We're basically getting married... so I don't see anyway in trying to ignore him.

Mr. Tomlinson: One month.

Louis: A month..? I thought mum said 2..

Mr. Tomlinson: I changed it.

Louis: Why?

Mr. Tomlinson: You can take over the kingdom faster.

Louis: But what if i'm not ready to?

Mr. Tomlinson: Too bad.

Louis: But-

Mr. Tomlinson: No.

Louis: Mark!

Mr. Tomlinson: What?

Louis: Why do you never listen to me? *sits up* I should be able to have a say in this too.

Mr. Tomlinson: Nope.

Louis: Why the fuck not?!

Mr. Tomlinson: Because you have to.

Louis: *rolls his eyes laying back down and turning on his side away from him* Just.. get out of my room..

Mr. Tomlinson: I love you.

Louis: *stays silent*

Mr. Tomlinson: I LOVE YOU!

Louis: Just fuck off...

Mr. Tomlinson: Excuse you?

Louis: *sighs* Nothing..

Mr. Tomlinson: *walks out*

*With Harry*

Harry: *walks into his house* I miss Louis.

Mrs. Styles: *putting her coat up as Mr. Styles shut the front door* Then text him or something. Next week we're having the engagement party. You have the pick out the rings this week, by the way. So Gemma will take you.

Harry: Well I don't have his number.

Mr. Styles: *hands him a piece of paper* His mum gave it to me before we left.

Harry: *gets out phone and texts him* LOUIS! :D

Louis: *texts back* Oh hey Harry.

Harry: I miss you...

Louis: Already?? ;D Lol, just kidding but I miss ya too. P:

Harry: Welll your mommy gave my mommyyy your number 'cause waiting for you to text is like waiting for rain.

Louis: *feels himself blush but then remembers he's a flirt* Ah. Well I guess that was smart of them.

Harry: Hey Louis?

Louis: Yes?

Harry: I'm not gonna mess around anymore....

Louis: Yeah, well you say that now.

Harry: Louis, i'm serious.

Louis: So am I.

Harry: You know I give up.

Louis: See?

Harry: I'm trying Louis. I'm FUCKING TRYING. But you aren't.

Louis: Do you think i'm ready for any of this? I'm not. And you're hell not either. I try, I really do try. I'm still just on gaining trust in you.

Harry: THEN GIVE ME A CHANCE!

Louis: I did!

Harry: I'm sorry..

Louis: Whatever...

Harry: Whatever..

Louis: *glares at the text then throws his phone on the floor & burries his face into his pillows*

Mrs. Tomlinson: *walks in* Louis?

Louis: What mum?

Mrs. Tomlinson: Why did you throw your phone?

Louis: *sighs* Just having a disagreement with someone.

Mrs. Tomlinson: Harry?

Louis: That obvious?

Mrs. Tomlinson: *nods*

Louis: Mum... why couldn't it have been someone else? Why did it have to be bloody Harry Styles? Of all people!

Mrs. Tomlinson: He's a nice boy if you give him the chance.

Louis: *growls* Why does everyone keep telling me that!? I am giving him one.

Mrs. Tomlinson: Your attitude.

Louis: I'm not giving an attitude. *folds arms*

Mrs. Tomlinson: Yes you are, I bet you were to Harry too.

Louis: Was not!

Mrs. Tomlinson: Louis...

Louis: Mum, I wasn't!

Mrs. Tomlinson: Did you say "whatever"?

Louis: *bites his lip looking down* Maybe...

Mrs. Tomlinson: That's attitude.

Louis: I don't see what the big deal is though.

Mrs. Tomlinson: That isn't gonna help!

Louis: Help what? Help ruin my life?! *gets up*

Mrs. Tomlinson: Louis... please.

Louis: I didn't ask for this! I-I didn't ask to be a prince!

Mrs. Tomlinson: Do what you want, but regardless... what about the other boy you are hurting?

Louis: Hurting? I've only known him for 4 hours and you act like we're dating..

Mrs. Tomlinson: Well you are.

Louis: Forcefully. Not because I want to.

Mrs. Tomlinson: STILL!

Louis: We're not in love with each other, mother. So I don't understand how I can possibly be hurting him.

Mrs. Tomlinson: Because he's actually trying.

Louis: It's hard, okay?

Mrs. Tomlinson: Try.

Louis: I am... I really am.

Mrs. Tomlinson: Pick up your phone.

Louis: *sighs then picks it up*

Harry: *texted again* I'm sorry... Louis please answer me. I'm so sorry.

Louis: *replies* No i'm sorry.. I over reacted and it's not right to do that..

Harry: Louis... it's been an hour. I was just about to come over there....

Louis: I'm sorry... :(

Harry: Promise me... next time we have an arguement we talk through it and not worry me again.

Louis: *sighs* I promise.

*Next Day*

Harry: *walks downstairs*

Gemma: *sitting in the den going through mail*

Harry: Hey, anything for me?

Gemma: You got a letter from Niall. *holds it out for him while reading her own letter*

Harry: Niall?... *raises an eyebrow*

Gemma: Yep. *pops the 'p'*

Harry: Why doesn't he just text me?

Gemma: How should I know?

Harry: *takes the envelope and opens it; reads it* Oh wonderful. *sarcastic*

Gemma: What?

Harry: Well you know how we have a rule not to fall in love or follow mortals?

Gemma: Yeah?

Harry: Niall broke the rule.

Gemma: *rolls her eyes* Figured. Only Niall.

Harry: His name's Liam. He's 17.

Gemma: *looks at him* Why are you telling me this?

Harry: *sighs* Niall has been following him for a month. He became his friend and finally got to hang out with, but problem...

Gemma: Which is?

Harry: He can smell his blood.

Gemma: Then he shouldn't have gotten himself involved in it.

Harry: He won't stop now, he scared Liam the other day.

Gemma: What do you mean "scared"?

Harry: He tackled him to the ground.

Gemma: Why?!

Harry: He didn't feed that day. He smelt Liam.

Gemma: *shakes her head* Oh Niall..

Harry: *sighs* He wants me to meet Liam.

Gemma: Oh god..

Harry: Maybe Louis can go with me?

Gemma: Do you think that's wise? Does Liam even know Niall is a vampire?

Harry: No he doesn't, I don't think. But it's okay.

Gemma: Just make sure Louis knows Liam is a mortal. So he doesn't mistake him for a snack... even though I'm sure Louis isn't capable of that.

Harry: *nods* I was actually on my way to get Louis. So i'll get him and we'll go to Niall's.

Gemma: Alright. You've fed right?

Harry: Yeah I did.

Gemma: Yeah, mum asked me to ask you 'cause you know how she worries.

Harry: *nods* Well i'm leaving.

Gemma: Kay. Oh! We're going ring shopping tomorrow!

Harry: *nods* I know.

Gemma: Kay. See ya.

Harry:*walks out gets in the car and drives off*

*At Louis*

Harry: *knocks on Louis' door*

Louis: *opens the door* Oh, hey Harry.

Harry: Hey so if it's okay with you we're going over my friend Niall's..

Louis: That's fine.

Harry: One thing, have you fed today?

Louis: Not yet.. why?

Harry: 'Cause Niall....Wants me too meet his friend Liam...He's mortal

Louis: Oh, well alright. My mum was just about to give us our morning feedings.

Harry: You might wanna go get it, because Niall has already tackled Liam to the ground.

Louis: I take it Liam doesn't know he's vampire, correct?

Harry: Correct.

Louis: *hears his mum calling him; sighs* I'll be right baack. *goes over to the kitchen* Yees?

Mrs. Tomlinson: *hands him a cup* Blood.

Louis: *gulps it down* Ehh! *licks some of it off his top lip*

Mrs. Tomlinson: Was it good?

Louis: *nods* Yeah. Thanks mum. *kisses her cheek* Now I gotta go!

Mrs. Tomlinson: *nods*

Harry: *waiting by the door* Louiss.

Louis: Tell the girls I said bye! *rushes back to the front door grabbing his jacket* Done!

Harry: Niall texted, Liam's already there.

Louis: Alright. *smiles leaving the house with him*

*At Niall's*

Harry: *knocks on the door*

Niall: *opens the door* HARRY! *hugs him tight; looks at Louis* Hiii.

Louis: *waves a little* Hi.

Niall: Come on in. *opens the door* Liam?

Liam: *pops up next to him* Hm?

Niall: This is my friend Harry. *smiles*

Liam: *smiles at Harry* Hi. I'm Liam.

Harry:*smiles* Come give me a hug.

Liam: Ermm.. *looks at Niall unsure*

Niall: Go ahead. *smiles*

Liam: *hugs him*

Harry: *burries face in his neck and kisses along his neck*

Liam: *uncomfortable* Uhh.. *pulls away from it then hides behind Niall*

Niall: *growls* Harold!

Harry: *shrugs* He smelt good.

Niall: *rolls eyes* Louis control your fiancee.

Louis: Behave, curly. *gives him a look*

Harry: *pulls Louis close; burries face in his neck*

Niall: Harry hasn't had sex, that's what i'm guessing.

Harry: In a fucking week!

Niall: Oh wow soooo long.

Harry: It is for me...

Louis: *laughs a bit* Oh wow..

Harry: *nips at Louis' neck*

Louis: Harrryy!

Harry: *picks him up*

Niall: When Harry's turned on... yeah...

Louis: Either he needs his horomones lowered or his dick needs to be chopped off.

Liam: *can't help but laugh a bit*

Harry: *nips at his neck again* SHUSH!

Niall: *grabs Liam's hand and walks over to the sofa*

Liam: *follows him sitting down*

Louis: Put me down, Styles!

Harry: *sighs; sets him down*

Louis: *huffs straightening out his clothes* Thank you.

Harry: *sits down; hugs knees*

Liam: *plays with some of Niall's hair*

Niall: *giggles*

Liam: *smiles hearing him giggle*

Niall: You like my hair?

Liam: Mhm. It's soft.

Niall: *smiles; reaches up & runs fingers through Liam's hair*

Liam: Mines isn't as soft..

Niall: Your's is perfect. *smiles*

Harry: *looks over at Louis*

Louis: *playing with his fingers nervously*

Harry: Hey, it's okay Louis.

 Louis: *shrugs keeping his eyes down*

Harry: *scoots over*

Louis: *looks up at him*

Harry: *hugs him*

Louis: *hugs him back*

Harry: Just relax Lou, okay?

Louis: *sighs & nods laying his head on his shoulder*

Harry: You're so hot..

Louis: No, Harold.

Harry: *sighs* Sorry...

Louis: Mm. *nuzzles his neck softly*

Harry: *whimpers*

Louis: *nibbles at it gently; mumbles* Payback.

Harry: *squirms*

Louis: *laughs a bit*

Harry: *kisses his cheek*

Louis: *smiles*

Harry: *pulls him in his lap*

Louis: *blushes a bit*

Liam: *whispers to Niall* Are they always like this..?

Niall: I think so.

Harry: *smiles* Stay in my lap.

Louis: Fine.

Liam: Harry's a bit... too friendly..

Niall: *shrugs* He used to have me in his lap. *laughs*

Liam: *pouts hugging him tightly* Miiine.

Niall: I am? *Smirks*

Liam: *bites his lip hiding his face in his neck* Maybe...

Niall: I wanna be....

Liam: *nuzzles his cheek*

Niall: If you want.

Liam: I'd like that.

Niall: Fine, but I want a real date.

Liam: *smiles* Deal.

Harry: *eyes Louis*

Louis: *pokes his cheek*

Harry: You're so cute.

Louis: You're so curly. *laughs playing with his curls*

Harry: *pouts* I'm cute too...

Louis: Yes, but still curly. *pinches his cheek*

Harry: Ow!

Louis: Sorry. *giggles*

Harry: That hurt.

Louis: I'm sorryy. *rubs his cheek* Better?

Harry: *nods*

Louis: *smiles*

Harry: *nuzzles his neck*

Louis: That tickles..

Harry: *smiles* Why?

Louis: *shrugs*

Harry: This is mine. *pecks Louis' lips*

Louis: *blushes*

Harry: You know you will be mine right?

Louis: *shrugs*

Harry: You will be.

Louis: Kay, kay.

Harry: Really? *laughs*

Louis: I dunno.

Harry: But--

Louis: *pecks his lips* Shush.

Harry: *blushes*

Louis: *smiles then hears his phone ring; answers it confused* Hello?

Mrs. Tomlinson:LOUIS!

Louis: What?

Mrs. Tomlinson: WHAT DID YOU DO TO THE STAFF?!

Louis: Noooothing.

Mrs. Tomlinson: Why is the kitchen full of soap then?

Louis: *nervously laughs* Hehe... uh yeah.. about that...

Mrs. Tomlinson: What?

Louis: I might've put too much...

Mrs. Tomlinson: *sighs*

Louis: I'm sorry!

Mrs. Tomlinson: YOU'RE CLEANING!

Louis: Okay, okay!

Mrs. Tomlinson: GOODBYE LOUIS!

Louis: Byeee.

Mrs. Tomlinson: *hangs up*

Louis: *sighs hanging up*

Harry: What  boo?

Louis: I got in trouble...

Harry: Why?

Louis: I... pulled a prank.

Harry: How?

Louis: Sink & soap.

Harry: Good job.

Louis: It's an old prank that I've been doing since I was 2. My dad accidently slipped some of the soap  into it & bubbles went everywhere.

Harry: *laughs* Oh gosh.

Louis: *nods* He was kinda the class clown when he was in high school. Though, I took more of the pranking side.

Harry: Behave yourself.

Louis: *pouts* But it's fuuun!

Harry: No. Be nice.

Louis: Buuut-

Harry: *smiles* No butts.

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: No pouting!

Louis: HMPH! *jumps then falls to the floor; squeaks*

Harry: *picks him up*

Louis: *rubbing his side* Ow...

Harry: You alrght?

Louis: I think so..

Harry: *rubs his side*

Louis: *nuzzles him* Thank you.

Harry: Better?

Louis: Mhm.

Harry: *pokes his side*

Louis: Hey!

Harry: What?

Louis: No poke..

Harry: It's fun.

Louis: Not for me. *folds arms*

Harry: *tickles him*

Louis: *starts laughing* S-stop!

Harry: *smiles* I never heard your laugh...

Louis: *grabs his hands pulling them away from him; pants a bit* W-well now you have.. god you tickle fast...

Harry: *smiles; gets hands out of his grasp and tickles him again*

Louis: *tries to hold his laughing in but can't; starts laughing again*

Harry: *smiles* You're so cute.

Louis: S-stop! P-please!

Harry: *stops*

Louis: *takes deep breaths; calms down* Thank you..

Harry: You giggle like Niall, did you know that?

Louis: Oh..

Harry: I find it so attractive. *smirks*

Louis: Riiiight...

Harry: *smiles; nuzzles his neck*

Louis: *smiles*

Harry: We gotta go soon. *smiles*

Niall: WHY SO SOON?!

Harry: Well 'cause I kinda wanna spend time with my husband to be. *smiles*

Louis: *looks at him*

Harry: *smiles* What, you are?...

Louis: *gets up*

Harry: Where are you going?

Louis: I need to use the bathroom.

Harry: *laughs* How come?

Louis: I just do! *quickly rushes off finding the bathroom; shuts the door*

Harry: *looks at Liam*

Liam: *cuddling Niall*

Niall: *hides face in his chest*

Harry: Niall... are you and him dating?

Niall: *shrugs*

Liam: Well i'm gonna take him on a real date so technically we will be.

Harry: Then... Niall you can't keep him in the dark.

Niall: *whimpers; hides face further in Liam's chest*

Harry: A relationship can't be based on lies.

Liam: What is he talking about..? *looks down at Niall*

Niall: *looks up at him teary eyed* Promise you won't hate me?...

Liam: I couldn't never hate you, Ni...

Niall: *opens mouth; brings fangs down* That...

Liam: *stunned a bit* Y-You're a v-vampire?

Niall: *puts them away and nods* B--but i'm harmless really...

Liam: *can't help but let a smile creep onto his lips; cups his chin* You're as frightening as a baby penguin, you know that?

Niall: *smiles; bites his lip* Remember when I tackled you?...

Liam: *nods*

Niall: I didn't feed that day.... I---I'm sorry.... but I would never bite you....

Liam: I know and it's okay. *kisses his cheek*

Niall: *blushes* Y--You're really okay... with it?...

Liam: Of course. I accept everyone for who they are. It's not something you can change. Nor would ever want to.

Niall: Even though I could kill you with one bite? *pouts*

Harry: Uh Niall.....

Niall: Sorry...

Liam: *laughs but nods* Even that.

Niall: *nuzzles his neck* Mine....

Harry: *laughs* Once vampires attach themselves to a person, it's hard to get them off. So I hope you're serious, Liam.

Liam: Oh I am. *smiles*

Niall: Do you forgive me?...

Liam: Forgive you for what? There's nothing for you to be sorry about.

Niall: I lied to you...

Liam: Not necessarily. You just never mentioned it. That's all.

Niall: *nuzzles his neck again* You smell so good...

Harry: Niall!

Niall: *pouts*

Liam: *laughs* No pouting, little snowflake.

Niall: I'm sorry, I didn't drink that much today...

Liam: Well maybe you should go drink some?

Niall: *shrugs*

Harry: Niall, what happend last time you didn't feed?

Niall: *pouts* My eyes turned red and I bit someone?......

Harry: Yes.

Liam: Niall... *gives him a look*

Niall: I--I woulldn't bite you.......

Harry:Yes he would.

Liam: *looks at Harry* You hush, and you. *turns back to Niall* Go eaat.

Niall: But it wouldn't hurt if I bit... I'm gentle.

Harry: Niall--

Niall: I know, I know. Can't bite Liam.

Liam: *shakes his head a bit*

Niall: What? *smiles innocently*

Louis: *pops out scaring them* I'm back!

Niall: *jumps*

Harry: Tell Niall he can't bite his boyfriend.

Louis: Why would you wanna bite your boyfriend, little leperchaun?

Niall: *pouts* I didn't feed... he smells good...

Louis: Well maybe you should go feed on something else?

Niall: Like what?

Louis: Squirrels?

Niall: Eww...

Louis: Okay... bad idea..

Niall: *sighs*

Harry: Niall there's blood in your fridge. Go.

Niall: *gets up*

Louis: Better go get it quick before the blood snatcher comes.

Niall: *rushes into the other room*

Harry: He's not really gonna bite you, Liam. He would sooner try to get blood out of me.

Liam: I trust him.

Harry: *laughs* Good

Louis: CARROTS!

Harry: *pulls him in his lap*

Louis: *giggles*

Harry: *smiles* Mine.

Louis: Carrots make me hyper...

Harry: Why?

Louis: *shrugs*

Harry: Hey Louis?..

Louis: Hm?

Harry: Do you really wanna marry me?...

Louis: *bites his lip* I never thought about it...

Harry: Well I really do want to give our marriage a try...

Louis: So do I. *meets his eyes*

Harry: *smiles* Blue...

Louis: *blushes a bit then nuzzles his cheek*

Harry: *kisses his cheek*

Louis: *flushes more*

Harry: You're so cute... *groans* I'm not suppose to like you.

Louis: *raises an eyebrow* You're not?

Harry: I don't even know... I get this weird feeling in my stomach whenever i'm near you...

Louis: Oh..

Harry: I'm just not used to that feeling... *looks down* it's weird.

Louis: I understand.

Harry: But I think I do like you...

Louis: *nods & kisses his cheek*

Harry: *turns his head so he kisses his lips*

Louis: *blushes*

Harry: *smiles* That was perfect...

Louis: *nods a bit then looks at the time* It's already the afternoon? Geez that was fast.

Niall: *walks back out* Okay all better.

Liam: *laughs getting up and going over to him* Love, you got some on the corner of your mouth. *wipes it off with a tissue*

Niall: Sorry... I was thirsty.

Liam: It's fine. *smiles*

Niall: *smiles* You're so supportive..

Liam: Well you're adorable. *nuzzles him*

Harry: *moves around a little* Boo your ass is making me hard..

Louis: *busts out laughing* M-my ass is making you hard? Really, Harry?

Harry: *pouts* Your ass is big... it's not my fault my penis wants it.

Niall: OKAY, TMI!

Louis: Oh I know. *winks*

Liam: *shakes his head*

Harry: *wiggles*

Niall: *hugs Liam*

Louis: *laughs but gets off him*

Harry: *pouts*

Louis: No pouting, curly.

Harry: That felt good though...

Louis: Maybe later. But didn't your mum want you home by noon?

Harry: *shrugs*

Louis: Gooooo.

Harry: Noooo.

Louis: Yes!

Harry: No!

Louis: Yes! Or else. *folds his arms*

Harry: *gets up*

Louis: *smiles innocently*

Harry: You coming?

Louis: Mhm. *follows*

Harry: *gets in the car*

Louis: Byee Niall & Liam!! *gets in too*

Harry: *leans over and pecks Louis' lips*

Louis: *smiles*

Harry: I had to.

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *drives off*

*He drops him off then goes home*

Harry: *walks in*

Mrs. Styles: *from her study* Harry, could you come in here please?

Harry: *walks in*

Mrs. Styles: *turns to him holding two different curtains* Silk or cloth?

Harry: Silk.

Mrs. Styles: *smiles nodding then handing the curtains to the helper beside her*

Harry: *gets on the chair and helps her*

Mrs. Styles: *keeps the curtain straight when they hook it on* Thank you, loves. *helps Harry down* Harry, I need to talk to you. It's about Gemma.

Harry: What about her?

Mrs. Styles: Well.. don't tell her but.. me and your dad were a bit tipsy and-

Harry: EW MOM!

Mrs. Styles: *rolls her eyes* Anyway... we kinda met a guy she might like...

Harry: Uhh...

Mrs. Styles: And we invited him to the engagement party for her to meet him and maybe they'll get along. *smiles*

Harry: AT MY ENGAGEMENT PARTY?!

Mrs. Styles: Shh! I don't want Gemma knowing. Plus she needs to get herself a love life.

Harry: MOM!

Mrs. Styles: What?

Harry: It's my day.

Mrs. Styles: Please Harry? Me and your father want to have the house to ourselves...

Harry: Whatever. *walks off*

Mrs. Styles: *sighs*

Harry: *calls Louis*

Louis: *on his bed playing with Phoebe & Daisy; hears his phone ring* Hold on girls. *looks at the caller ID smiling; answers* Hellooo?

Harry: Hi...

Louis: Hi. What's up?

Harry: Our day isn't our day anymore...

Louis: What are you talking about?

Harry: It's gonna be all about Gemma now...

Louis: What is?

Harry: Our engagement party....

Louis: Why...?

Harry: I don't know....

Louis: Did you ask?

Harry: Some guy they want her with...

Louis: Doesn't mean it's about her.

Harry: It is... it always is.

Louis: No it's not. Not this time.

Harry: How do you know...

Louis: Harry, it's an engagement party. It's about us.

Harry: Never is...

Louis: But it is this time.

Harry: HOW DO YOU KNOW?!

Louis: *whimpers from his yelling* I just do...

Harry: Sorry..

Louis: I-It's fine.. just not really used to being yelled at..

Harry: I didn't mean too...

Louis: I know...

Harry: I--i'm sorry...

Louis: It's fine.

Harry: I'll see you tomorrow?

Louis: Maybe. I have a tux fitting tomorrow. So I don't know yet. Then I gotta babysit my sisters while my parents go out for the night.

Harry: Can I help?

Louis: With the babysitting? Sure.

Harry: *smiles* Great!

Louis: *smiles* My parents leave at 7. So be here by 7:30?

Harry: Sure. *smiles*

Louis: *bites his lip* Okay.. *hears his mum him* Hey I gotta go.. my mum is calling me for something. So i'll see you tomorrow?

Harry: Of course.

Louis: Bye. *hangs up*

Harry: *leans back against his bed*

*With Louis*

Louis: *walks downstairs to the kitchen* What mum?

Mrs. Tomlinson: Can you help?

Louis: With what?

Mrs. Tomlinson: I wanna get Harrry sometthing.

Louis: What do you mean?

Mrs. Tomlinson: Like just roses or something.

Louis: Mum... are you hitting on my fiancee?

Mrs. Tomlinson: No.

Louis: *teasingly* Look mum you're the one who wanted me to marry him, but if you want him...

Mrs. Tomlinson: Louis William.

Louis: *smiles cheekily* Yes?

Mrs. Tomlinson: Stop.

Louis: You know I was just joking. *laughs*

Mrs. Tomlinson: I meant you get them for him.

Louis: Okay. Does it have to be flowers? 'Cause I'm positive he's not really into getting flowers..

Mrs. Tomlinson: Anything.

Louis: *nods* Okay.

Mrs. Tomlinson: *smiles and walks off*

Louis: *shakes his head then starts going back upstairs*

Daisy: BROTHERRRR! *runs in*

Louis: *smiles softly then picks her up* Hey Daisy.

Daisy: *cuddles into him*

Louis: You okay?

Daisy: *nods* I just like being with you..

Louis: Ah. *pulls a string of her hair back behind her ear and out of her face*

Daisy: Can I sleep with you tonight?..

Louis: Sure, love. *smiles*

Phoebe: *over hears; runs up* Me too!

Louis: *laughs picking her up as well* Okay, okay.

Daisy: *giggles*

Louis: *goes upstairs to his room with them; plops on his back onto his bed with them in his arms giggling; smiles*

Daisy: *smiles*

Phoebe: *giggles burrying her face into his chest*

Daisy: I love you.

Louis: I love you too, Daisy. *kisses her cheek* And you too, Phoebe. *kisses her forehead*

Daisy: *giggles*

Louis: *lets out a soft sigh laying his head back on his pillow*

Daisy: *snuggles into him*

*The Next Day*

Harry: *wakes up yawning*

Gemma: *knocks on his door* Harry, get dressed. We gotta go to the jewlery shop in town.

Harry: It's early.

Gemma: The earlier the faster. Now get dressed! *walks away*

Harry: *groans and gets up*

Gemma: *smiles seeing him come down dressed 5 minutes later* All ready?

Harry: *nods*

Gemma: *hands him a bottle* You can feed on the way. Now come! *grabs his wrist dragging him to her car; they get in & drive off*

Harry: *sighs*

Gemma: *parks infront of the shop & gets out*

Harry: *gets out*

Gemma: *walks in with him; smiles* Maurice!

Maurice: Yes?

Gemma: It's so good to see you again. This is my little brother, Harry. He's looking for engagement and wedding rings.

Maruice: What kind?

Gemma: Well what do you have?

Maurice: Everything.

Gemma: *laughs* Well do you have a personal favorite?

Maurice: Princess cut.

Gemma: Um.. *looks at Harry*

Harry: He's not a princess.

Gemma: He's a prince...

Maurice: Then this one.. *takes it out*

Gemma: *looks at it* Oh.. that's beautiful.

Harry: It is...

Gemma: Do you think he'd like it?

Harry: I don't know, what do you think?

Gemma: Well his mum said he's not picky. So i'm sure he'd like it.

Harry: But---

Gemma: But?

Harry: What if he doesn't?

Gemma: Harry, i'm sure he'll love it. He's not picky.

Harry: But--

Gemma: No buts!

Harry: Okay..

Gemma: *smiles softly*

Harry: *pays for it*

Gemma: Thank you, Maurice.

Maurice: *waves*

Gemma: *leaves with Harry*

Harry: *sits in the car*

Gemma: *sits in the driver's seat* You okay?

Harry: Yeah.

Gemma: *weakly smiles before driving back home*

*That Night*

Louis: *gives his mum her coat* You two have fun.

Mrs. Tomlinson: *laughs* Thanks.

Louis: *nods; looks at Mark* Make sure she has fun? She hasn't had fun in forever.

Mr. Tomlinson: *nods and walks out with her*

*They leave*

Daisy: *runs downstairs*

Louis: *picks her up* Watcha doing squart?

Daisy: Nothhinggg.

Louis: Uhuh.. where's squart number 2?

Daisy: *shrugs*

Louis: Mhm.. i'm having someone come over. So behave.

Daisy: Who?

Louis: Harry.

Daisy: Who's that?

Louis: You met him before. Remember when the Styles were over?

Daisy: The man whore? *scrunches nose*

Louis: *can't help but laugh* 1. You're too young to use that language & 2. Yes. But I asked him to come here 'cause we're supposably going to get married in a month and I might as well get to know him.

Daisy: But---

Louis: No buts missy.

Daisy: Fine.

Louis: Now, you go talk to the girls about what you want for dinner and tell me okay?

Daisy: MAC AND CHEESE!

Louis: *puts her down* Go see if the want it munchkin. *pats her butt pushing her along*

Daisy: *runs off*

Louis: *sighs; hears the doorbell ring; goes over & opens it; smiles* Hey.

Harry: *smiles*

Louis: *opens it wider* You going to stand there all night or come in?

Harry: *walks in*

Louis: *shuts the door; notices Daisy & Phoebe run up to him* So what's it gonna be squarts?

Phoebe: Me & Fizzy want chicken but Daisy wants Mac N' Cheese & Lottie says whatever is fine. *pouts*

Harry: *laughs*

Louis: Hm.. well can we try something that I can atleast cook?

Harry: I can cook.

Louis: You don't have to..

Harry: I like cooking.

Louis: You sure?

Harry: *nods*

Louis: Okay..

Daisy: HI MANWHORE! *waves*

Harry: Oh how nice.

Louis: *hisses* Daisy!

Daisy: He is! THAT'S WHAT YOU ALWAYS SAY!

Harry: *looks at Louis* Well.... umm.... the food won't cook itself... *runs off*

Louis: *groans running his hands over his face*

*In the kitchen*

Harry: *filling pot with water*

Lottie: *bites into an apple* You won't burn anything will you?

Harrry: *gasps* Uh hi... *puts the pot on the stove*

Lottie: *lightly waves taking another bite* So will you or not? 'Cause I can just get the fire extinguisher ready.

Harry: I've been cooking for myself since I was 8.

Lottie: *nods* Kay. *takes another bite of her apple* Louis can't cook for shit.

Louis: *from other room* HEY! I HEARD THAT!

Harry: *laughs* I believe that.

Lottie: *nods* Yep.

Harry: *sets a timer*

Lottie: Not to be rude or anything but why are you here?

Harry: Well.... I thought your brother liked me but I was wrong.

Lottie: If he lets you into our house without telling us 'til last minute... yeah he likes you. He's just sassy half the time. *bites into her apple again*

Harry: He called me a man-whore. It's fine.

Lottie: Don't take this the wrong way but... you kinda are... *shrugs*

Harry: *looks down* Yeah i guess...

Lottie: Look, just don't go hurting my brother... I know you're a good guy Harry.

Harry: Tell your brother that *Continues to cook*

Lottie: *stares at him for a moment then goes over shutting the door to the kitchen then turning back to him* He knows that now. He just has trust issues. Everyone does. Look, everything that's happened in the past is the past. Name-callings, fights, etc. Just let it go & move forward. Louis is trying to.

Harry: *doesn't say anything; finishes cooking and walks out* Dinner..

Louis: *watches the girls run into the kitchen; looks at Harry biting his lip* Thanks for cooking for them..

Harry: *nods* You're welcome...

Louis: Harry, i'm so sorry about earlier... it was before I was talking to you again and Daisy kind of picked up on it & it was totally out of line and-

Harry: It's fine, i'm used to it. *smiles*

Louis: I-I'm sorry.. *looks down at his feet*

Harry: *shrugs* Hey...I kinda am so..

Louis: *hugs him tightly without realizing it; pulls away quickly* S-sorry...

Harry: *smiles* I liked that...

Louis: *bites his lip looking at his lips; mentally shakes his head looking back at the floor*

Harry: *hugs him*

Louis: *hugs him back burrying his face into his neck*

Harry: *nuzzles him*

Louis: *smiles a bit*

Harry: You're so adorable....

Louis: So are you..

Harry: Come to dinner?

Louis: *nods taking his hand*

Harry: *kisses his cheek*

Louis: *bites his lip nervously before pecking his lips then quickly running off to the kitchen where his sisters were*

Harry: *blushes and runs after him*

Louis: *sits down on a chair at the table where his sisters were currently eating at*

Harry: *sits next to him*

Louis: *smiles at him*

Harry: You pulled away. *pouts*

Louis: Well I didn't know if you wanted it..

Harry: I did...

Louis: Oh.. *nervously bites his lip*

Harry: *smiles*

Louis: *blushes a bit from his smile*

Harry: Aww... your cheeks.

Louis: *blushes more* Shush..

Harry: After dinner wanna watch a movie?

Louis: Sure.

Phoebe: Can we watch too?!

Harry: *looks at Louis*

Louis: 2 hours then you gotta go to bed.

Harry: *laughs*

Phoebe: *squeals* Yay!

Harry: But Louis I want you in my lap.

Louis: Fine but only if you watch a scary movie with me when the girls go to bed.

Harry: Fine. *pecks his cheek*

Louis: *smiles*

*After Dinner*

Daisy: *sits on the couch*

Harry: *pulls Louis in his lap*

Louis: *snuggles into him a bit* So what movie?

Lottie: *walks in with popcorn; plops onto one of the recliners* How about something Disney? We've got 5 year olds in here.

Daisy: BEAUTY AND THE BEAST!

Harry: *nuzzles Louis cheek*

Phoebe: The Little Mermaid!

Louis: What do you think Harry?

Harry: Hmm... Peter Pan. *laughs*

Louis: *smiles* Okay. That okay with you girls?

Fizzy: *simply waves her hand taking a seat next to Lottie on the recliner*

Harry: Who's putting it in?

Phoebe: Me!! *rushes over to the movie stuff then takes the DVD out & puts it in turning the TV on; presses play and rushes over to the lamp and turns the light off & jumps onto the couch next to Daisy & gets comfortable with her*

Harry: *looks at Louis again*

Louis: *looks up at him*

Harry: *pecks his lips*

Louis: *smiles then pecks him back*

Harry: *giggles* Your lips are soft...

Louis: So are yours. *purrs lightly then gets more comfortable as the movie started*

Harry: You purr? *smiles*

Louis: *blushes* Um.. i've been doing it since I could remember. My mum said when I was a baby she use to cooe at me and i'd reply with a purr.

Harry: It's hot.

Louis: Shush. *looks back at the movie*

Harry: *looks back at the movie*

*In The Middle Of It*

Phoebe: *asleep cuddled up with Daisy*

Harry: *looks down at Louis* Take them to bed.

Lottie: Me and Fiz will. We're tired anyway. *stops the movie & gets up with Fizzy; picks up Daisy while Fizzy got Phoebe and went upstairs* Night you two.

Louis: Night. Love you.

Lottie: Love you too. *goes upstairs*

Harry: *smiles at Louis*

Louis: *looks at him noticing he's smiling* What...?

Harry: You're adorable...

Louis: You say that alot. *sits up a bit so he's facing him; wraps his arms around his neck*

Harry: *kisses him deeply*

Louis: *suprised but kisses him back*

Harry: *wraps arms around his waist*

Louis: *deepens it more running his fingers through his hair*

Harry: *smiles into the kiss*

Louis: *smiles as well; nibbles at his bottom lip*

Harrry: *opens*

Louis: *explores his mouth*

Harry: *smiles*

Louis: *smiles a bit biting his bottom lip playfully tugging it*

Harry: *whimpers*

Louis: *stops tugging then pecks his lips*

Harry: *giggles*

Louis: *smiles* Cutie.

Harry: Noo.

Louis: Yeees. *nuzzles him*

Harry: *burries face in his chest*

Louis: *burries his nose in his hair*

Harry: *giggles*

Louis: *smiles; nibbles his neck playfully*

Harry: *rubs up Louis' shirt*

Louis: *stops him* Nuuuuh.

Harry: *pouts*

Louis: No pout..

Harry: I wanna feel...

Louis: *sighs* Fine..

Harry: *rubs up his shirt again*

Louis: *bites his lip nervously*

Harry: I won't hurt you.

Louis: I know..

Harry: *nuzzles his neck; tugs at his shirt*

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: What?

Louis: *pulls him back up to him & kisses him softly*

Harry: *lifts Louis' shirt up*

Louis: *lets him take it off*

Harry: *smiles* You're so hot.

Louis: *blushes* Shush. *kisss him again*

Harry: *deepens*

Louis: *falls back onto the couch with him on top*

Harry: *rubs his abs*

Louis: *moans against his lips*

Harry: *smiles*

Louis: *grips on his curls*

Harry: *tugs on his hair*

Louis: *hisses a bit kissing him harder*

Mrs. Tomlinson: *opens the door*

Louis: *doesn't hear it & cups Harry's face*

Harry: *pulls him closer*

Mrs. Tomlinson: *clears throat*

Louis: *quickly pulls away then looks up seeing him mum & Mark* Oh erm.. *blushes then hides his face in Harry's neck*

Harry: Hiii. *smiles*

Mrs. Tomlinson: Good evening.

Louis: *blushes more* Hehe.. Hi mum...

Mrs. Tomlinson: Shirt on.

Louis: *quickly puts it on*

Mrs. Tomlinson: I'll be upstairs.

Louis: Okay..

Mrs. Tomlinson: *walks up*

Harry: *laughs*

Mark: *walks in shortly after* Hi boys.

Louis: Hi.. *burries his face in Harry's shoulder*

Harry: *hugs him*

Mark: Did you have a good night?

Louis: Mhm.

Mark: Where's your mom?

Louis: Went upstairs

Mark: I'm going up. Goodnight boys.

Louis: Night.

Mark: *walks up*

Louis: *growls at a laughing Harry* It's not funny!

Harry: *smiles*

Louis: You're lucky I lo- care about you.

Harry: What was that?

Louis: Nothing...

Harry: Telll meeee.

Louis: It's nothing. I promise.

Harry: You can't promise that.

Louis: *looks at him confused*

Harry: Because you were about to say you love me.

Louis: *bites his lip* Is it too soon?

Harry: *shakes his head smiling* I love you too.

Louis: *smiles again then kisses him*

Harry: *deepens*

Louis: *plays with his curls a bit; pouts hearing Harry's phone ring*

Harry: *pulls away; picks it up*

Mr. Styles: HAROLD EDWARD STYLES! WHERE ARE YOU?!

Harry: At Louis'.

Mr. Styles: *sighs; mumbles something to his wife* You should've told us where you went. Your mother and I were worried sick.

Harry: Sorry...

Mr. Styles: Could you please come back home? You know how she is about staying out late..

Harry: But Louis

Mr. Styles: You'll see him at the engagement party at the end of the week.

Harry: But--

Mr. Styles: Not buts, Harold.

Harry: *sighs* Fine.

Mr. Styles: See you in a few. *hangs up*

Louis: *looks down having overheard it* You have to go..?

Harry: Sadly..

Louis: *hugs him tightly*

Harry: Kiss...

Louis: *weakly smiles then kisses him softly*

Harry: *pulls him closer*

Louis: *wraps his arms around his neck deepening it*

Harry: *smiles; runs fingers through his hair*

Louis: *smiles a bit too falling into his lap*

Harry: *pulls away* Boo I gotta go.

Louis: *pouts* Fine...

Harry: *nuzzles his neck* Cutie

Louis: *blushes*

Harry: Well so i'm gonna go angel... *nuzzles his neck*

 Louis: O-okay.. when will I see you again..?

Harry: The end of the week. Call me?

Harry: I love you too angel. *leaves*

Daisy: *walks downstairs*

Louis: *sees her* Daisy, what are you still doing up? *gets up walking over to her*

Daisy: Nightmare...

Louis: N'aww.. *picks her up* wanna climb into bed with me?

Daisy: *nods* You sad he went home.

Louis: *weakly smiles; turns the TV off and the lights then goes upstairs to his room; shuts the door & climbs into bed with Daisy* Can you keep a secret?

Daisy: *nods*

Louis: I think I love him...

Daisy: *giggles* That's adorable

Louis: *blushes a bit* Yeah..

Daisy: Did you tell him?

Louis: Y-yeah.

Daisy: And?

Louis: He said he loves me too.

Daisy: Well then whats the problem?

Louis: I just think it's too soon..

Daisy: *furrows eyebrows*

Louis: What?

Daisy: Love doesn't have a time.

Louis: And how would you know that?

Daisy: Well, I loved you since I was born. *smiles*

Louis: *laughs* That's not the kind of love i'm talking about. I'm talking about mum & your daddy's love for eachother.

Daisy: They loved eachother right away...

Louis: *shrugs* I guess so.. I guess my dad didn't love us enough to stick around. *cuddles with her*

Daisy: *sighs* I--I'm sorry...

Louis: No need to be, love. His own fault.

Daisy: *snuggles into him*

Louis: *smiles snuggling back*

*They Fall Asleep*

*The Next Morning*

Harry: *wakes up slowly*

Maid: *lightly knocks on the door before walking in with a tea tray* Good morning, Mr. Styles. *sets the tray on his night stand* I've prepared you some of your tea.

Harry: Thanks. *smiles*

Maid: *nods* And Miss Gemma has asked to speak to you after breakfast in the square garden. *scurries off*

Harry: Why?

Maid: *shuts the door leaving the room*

Harry: *raises an eyebrow; takes out phone and texts Louis* Good morning, lovely.

Louis: *wakes up hearing his phone go off; yawns stretching; grabs his phone and opens the text up; smiles; replies* Good morning, curly.

Harry: My sister wants to see me downstairs but CALL ME LATER?!

Louis: Of course. x

Harry: *walks downstairs*

Gemma: *in the garden outside; sips her tea*

Harry: *walks in*

Gemma: *looks up from the newspaper; smiles softly* Sit.

Harry: *slowly sits down*

Gemma: So today we're going to be looking for outfits for the engagement party. *smiles* Mum gave me a couple pounds to buy them. She and dad are out for the rest of the day organizing everything.

Harry: Outfits?

Gemma: Suits and dresses?

Harry: Uhh...

Gemma: *rolls her eyes* Nevermind but we have a lot of errands to run.

Harry: *sighs* But I was gonna talk to Louis..

Gemma: I'm sorry, Haz..

Harry: *gets up*

Gemma: Harry...?

Harry: Let's go.

Gemma: *sighs getting up*

* A Few Days Later At The Engagement Party*

Harry: *walks in; hugs Louis tight*

Louis: *hugs him back tightly* I missed you..

Harry: I missed you too... *nuzzles him*

Louis: *smiles giggling; burries his face in his neck*

Harry: *picks him up*

Louis: *squeaks a bit; laughs* Put me down!

Harry: I'm holding you right now.

Louis: *huffs* But I'm heeaavvy.

Harry: NO YOU ARE NOT! *kisses his cheek*

Louis: Are too!

Harry: *shakes his head* Don't ever call yourself heavy, you're beautiful.

Louis: *blushes a bit* Bu-

Harry: *kisses him*

Louis: *tooken by suprised but responds to it*

Harry: *smiles and pulls away* now hush about you being heavy.

Louis: *blushes more hiding his face in his neck*

Harry: *walks over to Louis' mum; holding him* Hey Mrs. Tomlinson.

Mrs. Tomlinson: *smiles* Hi Harry

Louis: *squirms a bit so his feet go to the ground & stands on his own; puts his hands up randomly* I AM VICTORIOUS!

Harry: *pouts* Fine.

Mrs. Tomlinson: *rolls her eyes*

Louis: *smiles innocently*

Harry: *fiddles with pocket that the rings are in*

Lottie: *pops up with an apple in her hand* Hi. *bites into it*

Harry: *jumps; drops the ring and looks down at it* Uhh...

Louis: *picks it up without realizing what it is; gives it back to him* You dropped this..

Harry: *sighs; gets on one knee* I didn't expect to do this so early in the evening but... *smiles* Louis William Tomlinson, will you marry me?

Louis: *suprised; nods* Y-yes.

Harry: *slides the ring on*

Louis: *hugs him tightly*

Harry: *kisses him deeply*

Louis: *kisses him back & wraps his arms around his neck as they heard clapping*

Harry: *pulls away; blushing*

Louis: *smiles kissing his cheek*

Harry: Do you like the ring?...

Louis: It's beautiful. *smiles* Thank you.

Harry: I was scared you wouldn't..

Louis: Anything from you is beautiful. *smiles softly*

Troy: *walks in clapping*

Louis: *turns around; shocked* D-dad..?

Troy: *smiles* Hi, son.

Louis: What are you doing here..?

Troy: Came to see you. *walks up to Louis and picks him up* After all you're still my little boy.

Harry: *growls*

Louis: *gets down* D-don't touch me...

Troy: *picks him back up* I wanna be in your life...

Harry: *walks over; picks Louis up from his arms* He is mine.

Louis: *hisses at him* I said don't fucking touch me! *curls into Harry's chest*

Harry: Shh, I got you babe... *nuzzles him*

Troy: THAT'S MY BOY, I MADE HIM!

Harry: Yeah, well I love him! I ACTUALLY CARE!

Louis: *whimpers lowly*

Harry: Shh... I got you cutie...

Mrs. Tomlinson: Get out of here Troy.

Troy: I need to be in his life.

Louis: *gets out of Harry's grip turning to Troy with tears blurring his vision* You had 17 YEARS to do that! But no, you know what? You walked out on us like a coward!

Troy:I was dumb.

Louis: And a dead beat father. You've missed out on 14 years of my life... and hell I wish you weren't my real father. 'Cause Mark has been a god damn better father than you ever would be! *shakes his head as the tears fell from his eyes* Y-you never cared...

Troy: I do now...

Louis: I'm not just gonna let back into my life just like that.

Troy: Louis---

Louis: *shakes his head* No..

Troy: Give me a chance.

Louis: Give me one reason why I should!

Troy: Because I fucked up... I wanna make up for it.

Louis: Why should I let you..? So you can hurt us more?

Troy: I'm not the same man I was...

Louis: Prove it. Give me proof and i'll believe you.

Troy: I can only prove it if you let me see you sometimes.

Louis: Fine.. but don't you dare try to involve my little sisters...

Troy: They aren't my kids, you are.

Louis: Yeah and I wish I wasn't. *quickly walks off*

Troy: *sighs*

Harry: *chases after hiim* BABY?!

Louis: *leaning against a wall crying; slides down the wall and curls into a ball*

Harry: *leans down and gently picks him up* Shh....

Louis: *burries his face in his chest crying*

Harry: Shhh.. *nuzzles his neck*

Louis: H-h-he a-a-and-d.. *cries harder*

Harry: He's not worth your tears... sh....

Louis: *whimpers burrying his face in his neck*

Harry: I hate seeing you sad.... *burries face in his hair*

Louis: I-I-I hate him...

Harry: I know you do boo...

Louis: *whimpers*

Harry: You wanna go out tommorow? Just us?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *smiles* Stay over my house tonight...

Louis: Can we just stay in here...?

Harry: *nods; smiles*

Louis: *weakly smiles; cuddles him*

Harry: You're so adorable...

Louis: *blushes* We should probably get back there..

Harry: *shakes his head*

Louis: *confused* Wha-

Harry: *pulls him closer; rubs up his shirt*

Louis: *squirms a bit* What are you doing?

Harry: Rubbing your abs. *smiles*

Louis: *scrunches up his nose* Nuuh.

Harry: Why not?

Louis: U-uncomfortable..

Harry: But you're so beautiul...

Louis: P-please...?

Harry: *takes hand out of his shirt; sighs*

Louis: *sighs softly burrying his face in his chest cuddling him closer* J-just hold me..

Harry: *rubs his back* I'm sorry...

Louis: It's fine.. i'm just not use to that kind of contact..

Harry: I just wanted to feel... because I think you're so beautiful

Louis: You don't have to touch someone to tell them they're beautiful.. you just tell them..

Harry: I know but...

Louis: But?

Harry: *nips at his neck*

Louis: *gasps from the suddenness* H-harry!

Harry: Hmm?

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: Turn on?

Louis: Maybe...

Harry: *smiles*

Louis: *pushes his face away*

Harry: *whimpers*

Louis: No whimper.. *leaves butterfly kisses on his neck*

Harry: I wanna kiss your neck....

Louis: *giggles; gets up* Catch me then. *quickly runs off down the hallways*

Harry: *gets up and chases after him*

Louis: *looks behind him laughing then speeds up his pace & turns down another hallway*

Harry: *chases after him*

Louis: *turns another hallway & hides in a closet*

Harry: Boo...

Louis: *stays silent covering his own mouth*

Harry: *sits down*

Louis: *peeks out the door*

Harry: *pouting*

Louis: *smiles softly; giggles coming out; sits down next to him* No pouting.

Harry: *looks at him*

Louis: *leans in kissing him softly*

Harrry: *deepens*

Louis: *wraps his arms around his neck playing with his hair; stands on his knees a bit*

Harry: *pulls away*

Louis: *pouts* Why'd you stop?

Harry: 'Cause you won't let me rub your abs.

Louis: I don't have any. *pouts more*

Harry: You're beautiful Louis...

Louis: Bu-

Harry: *kisses him again*

Louis: *melts a bit into it; moans a bit into it*

Harry: *rubs up his shirt*

Louis: *makes a small noise & cups his chin a bit*

Harry: *smiles; wraps arms around you*

Louis: *smiles too then slips his tongue in*

Harry: *tugs at his shirt*

Louis: *mumbles against his lips* Nuh..

Harry: *pouts*

Louis: *pulls away* No pouting. We're in a hallway, Harry.

Harry: *stands up*

Louis: Where are you going..?

Harry: *picks him up*

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: *smiles*

Louis: Where are you taking me mister?

Harry: The room *Nuzzles his neck*

Louis: What room?

Harry: Our room. *smiles* The hotel..

Louis: When did we get a room? *raises an eyebrow*

Harry: I got one.

Louis: Oh..

Harry: *goes to the elevators* Hey... we will only go as far as you feel comfortable.

Louis: I know.

Harry: *walks upstairs; unlocks the door*

Louis: *burries his face in his neck & nibbles on it*

Harry: *gasps*

Louis: *giggles then nips at it playfully*

Harry: *tugs at his shirt*

Louis: *stops him* Nuh. *gets out of his arms & walks into the room; suprised by the room* Whoa.. this is big..

Harry: *smiles* Nothing but the best for my angel.

Louis: *blushes*

Harry: *picks him up again*

Louis: Promise me something?

Harry: Anything

Louis: That when we move in together.. we won't have a big house like our parents... they're beautiful but I would rather have a small house...

Harry: Same. *smiles*

Louis: *smiles back*

Harry: *nuzzles his neck*

Louis: *giggles* That's tickles..

Harry: How come?

Louis: Your breath.

Harry: *giggles*

Louis: *can't help to smile then leans their foreheads in*

Harry: *reaches up his shirt again*

Louis: *rolls his eyes then takes his shirt off*

Harry: *smiles* Really?

Louis: *nods then kisses him again*

Harry: *deepens; runs hands up and down his abs*

Louis: *moans against his lips; gets places onto the bed; keeps his arms around his neck pulling him closer; deepens the kiss more granting Harry's entrance then lets his hands go down to the buttons down on his shirt & tugs at the collar of his shirt*

Harry: *tugs off shirt*

Louis: *rubs his hands against his chest then pulls away from the kiss & kisses down his neck*

Harry: *groans*

Louis: *nips him*

Harry: *squirms*

Louis: *giggles then kisses back up his neck then kisses his lips softly*

Harry: *pulls away; nips down his chest*

Louis: *gasps a bit; leans his head back; groans* Haz...

Harry: Hmm?

Louis: *biting his bottom lip; looks at him* Stooop teasing me. *squirms a bit*

Harry: Can I go further?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *undoes his button*

Louis: *watches him*

Harry: *tugs them down; kisses his stomach*

Louis: *shivers a bit*

Harry: *smiles; tugs down his underwear*

Louis: *feels himself blush a bit; covers his face*

Harry: Don't hide your beautiful face...

Louis: *peeks through his arms at him*

Harry: You're gorgeous.

Louis: *blushes more*

Harry: *rubs him gently*

Louis: *gasps a bit*

Harry: *smiles* Feel good?

Louis: *lets out a shaky breath; swallows hard but nods*

Harry: *leans down and takes him in his mouth*

Louis: *biting his lip harder* F-fuck..

Harry: *goes at pace; grips his hips

Louis: *groans trying not to buck his hips*

Harry: *looks up at him*

Louis: *squirms a bit*

Harry: *goes faster*

Louis: *gasps; moans*

Harry: *rubs his abs*

Louis: *chokes out another moan*

Harry: *tries to deep throat; gags and moves away*

Louis: *props up on his elbows then pulls Harry closer to him kissing his lips softly* You don't have to do any of this you know that right..?

Harry: I want too... I tried to take all of it but i can't...

Louis: It's fine. It doesn't even matter. *kisses his cheek*

Harry: Well I have to finish... *rubs him gently* i'm not gonna leave you hanging.

Louis: Y-you don't have to..

Harry: I want to.. *rubs at a gentle pace*

Louis: *rests his head on his shoulder*

Harry: *smiles* You're so beautiful.

Louis: *blushes a bit* S-shush.. *burries his nose in his neck*

Harry: You comfortable around me now? *rubs a little faster*

Louis: Mmhm.. *nips at his spot*

Harry: *groans*

Louis: *smiles then moans against his neck*

Harry: *giggles*

Louis: What you giggling about mister?

Harry: Your sounds.

Louis: What about them?

Harry: They're so cute.

Louis: *blushes*

Harry: And your blush.

Louis: *blushes more* Shush..

Harry: Babe come on, we need to finish up.

Louis: *huffs* Fine.

Harry: *nuzzles his neck*

Louis: *smiles*

Harry: *rubs faster* Babe?

Louis: Mmm?

Harry: *nibbles his ear* Today please?

Louis: It's not my fault!

Harry: I know, i'm just not patient.

*Knock*

Harry: *smiles; stops rubbing Louis*

Louis: *frowns then lays back rolling onto his stomach* Are you fucking kidding me?!

Harry: *rubs his back*

Louis: *burries his face into the pillows* Just get the door...

Harry: *sighs; gets up and gets the door*

Mrs. Styles: Oh there you are. You and Louis disappeared off and we all got worried...

Harry: I wanted to spend some time with him.

Mrs. Styles: Well you should've let us know. Goodness. *looks down the hallway* They're in here, Jay.

Louis: *quickly runs to the bathroom with his clothes shutting the door*

Harry: *sighs; goes and knocks on the bathroom door*

Louis: What?

Harry: Let me in.

Louis: Why?

Harry: Louis.

Louis: *sighs* Look, i'll just take a cold shower and i'll be fine.

Harry: But I wanted to finish and---

Louis: Harry, really, it's fine. *goes over turning the shower on then getting in it*

Harry: *goes over to his mom* Way to go, mom.

Mrs. Styles: *confused* What'd I do?

Harry: Walked in at the wrong time.

Mrs. Styles: *sighs as Mrs. Tomlinson walked over* I'm sorry, okay? But we're worried mothers. Can you blame us?

Harry: *sighs*

*That Night*

Louis: *curled on one side of the bed cuddled up to the pillow*

Harry: *crawls into the bed*

Louis: *falling asleep*

Harry: Babe.

Louis: Hm..?

Harry: Sorry about earlier... did the shower help?...

Louis: *opens his eyes then turns to his other side facing him* It's okay, Harry. And yeah it did. They said something about it reversing it in Sex Ed or something..

Harry: *pulls him close* Come here, cutie... *kisses his cheek*

Louis: *smiles cuddling into him*

Harry: Don't ever think you aren't beautiful again, your whole body is gorgeous.

Louis: *nods then rests his head on his chest*

Harry: Tired?

Louis: *nods wrapping his arms around his waist tightly & cuddling him more*

Harry: Go sleep.

Louis: Mmmkay.. nite nite Hazza..

Harry: *smiles* Hazza?

Louis: Mmhm.. *burries his face in his chest & falls asleep*

Harry: *holds him*

Louis: *mumbles something in his sleep & burries his face deeper*

Harry: *nuzzles his hair; closes his eyes*

Louis: *mumbles* I love you...

Harry: *smiles; opens his eyes* I love you too.

*In The Morning*

Harry: *snuggled into him*

Louis: *whimpers in his sleep then wakes up with a bit of a jolt sitting up; breathing hard*

Harry: *eyes flutter open* Boo?

Louis: *calms down; his breathing starts evening* S-sorry.. bad dream...

Harry: *pulls him close*

Louis: *lays back down & cuddles back into him* I'm sorry I woke you up...

Harry: I wanna make sure you're okay.

Louis: *nods curling into his chest a bit* So what do you have to do today?

Harry:Go house shopping with you.

Louis: *smiles* Really?

Harry:*Nods*

Louis: Yay! *hugs him*

Harry: I want a kiss.

Louis: *giggles then kisses him softly*

Harry: *deepens*

Louis: *cups his chin a bit*

Harry: *stands up*

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: Come here.

Louis: *confused but stands up*

Harry: *kisses him*

Louis: *smiles a bit kissing him back*

Harry: *deepens*

Louis: *wraps his arms around his neck pulling him closer*

Harry: *cups his face*

Louis: *nibbles at his bottom lip*

Harry: *opens*

Louis: *slips his tongue in; runs his fingers through his curls*

Harry: *pushes him back against the bed*

Louis: *falls back onto the bed* Hey!

Harry: *crawls on top of him*

Louis: *looks at him*

Harry: *kisses him again*

Louis: *kisses back & tugs him closer by his shirt*

Harry: *gasps*

Louis: *pulls away a bit raising an eyebrow at him* What?

Harry: Since when do you take control?

Louis: *blushes a bit* I-I.. shush.. *kisses him*

Harry: *deepens*

Louis: *tugs him closer by his shirt again and whines begging for an entrance*

Harry: *opens*

Louis: *slips his tongue in and explores a bit; growls being pushed back*

Harry: *cups his face*

Louis: *makes a small noise of content then starts battling a bit*

Harry: *grabs his hands and holds them above his head*

Louis: *growls a bit*

Harry: *smiles into the kiss*

Louis: *wraps his legs around his waist; draws him closer so their chests met*

Harry: *pulls away*

Louis: *breathes for a bit controlling his breathing then looks at Harry; bites his bottom lip*

Harry: That was amazing. *blushing*

Louis: *laughs a bit blushing himself* I honestly have no idea what i'm doing, but I guess it's right.

Harry: You did everything so amazing, quite frankly it was hot.

Louis: *blushes more* Shush.. *sits up* anyway, should we get going soon?

Harry: *nods*

Louis: I'm hungry.

Harry: I'll cook.

Louis: No, I meant.. hungry hungry..

Harry: Have you fed?

Louis: Not since yestersay.

Harry: We're gonna have to hunt...

Louis: In the middle of daylight..?

Harry: I can't have you starving... *sighs* The only other option is getting it from Liam, Niall's boyfriend.

Louis: Harry, i'm not gonna feed off of Liam! Niall loves that boy to pieces!

Harry: Then we have to hunt.

Louis: *sighs* Fine...

Harry: I can't have you all hungry.

Louis: But-

Harry: *grabs his hand* We can take a little and let them live.

Louis: Promise...?

Harry: Of course.

Louis: *kisses his cheek* Okay.

Harry: *picks him up* Now older or younger?

Louis: *bites his lip* Older.. I don't like feeding off the young..

Harry: Boy or girl?

Louis: Boooy. *wrinkles his nose* Girls are bleh..

Harry: *laughs* Just don't get too old, then they taste like crap.

Louis: Exactly!

Harry: *grabs his hand and walks out*

Peter: *walkng down the street*

Louis: *skips right up to him; smiles brightly* Hello!

Peter: Uh hi. *smiles*

Louis: Okay so I have a question but fiiiirst, what is your sexual orientation?

Peter:Uh...Bi. Why?

Louis: Weeell.. *whispers into his ear* I know this is completely random buut would you consider having a 3 some with me and my fiancee?

Peter:*Eyes widen

Louis: Pleeease? It won't mean anything. Just a simple fuck. *gives him the puppy dog eyes*

Peter: *nods* Okay..

Louis: Yay! *smiles* Just go over to that alley and we'll be there in a sec. I just gotta dicuss something with him real quick. *watches him walk off then skips back over to Harry grabbing his hands* Come ooon, i'm hungrrrry.

Harry: Just don't kill him.

Louis: I won't. But how are we gonna make him forget everything?

Harry: We don't need to do that, we just gotta calm him down.

Louis: Oh yeah, he's gonna sooo calm after I freaking suck his blood out.

Harry: We can try, okay?

Louis: *sighs nodding*

Harry:*walks to the alley* Peter:*waiting

Louis: *follows behind him timidly*

Harry: Peter, come here.

Peter: *walks over*

Harry: *looks at Louis*

Louis: Cover his mouth...

Peter: W--Why....

Harry: *puts hand gently over his mouth*

Louis: Please don't scream... *hesitently lets out his fangs then makes him lean his neck over then bites into it*

Peter: *whimpers*

Louis: *starts feeding off him; takes enough to keep him alive and to satisfy himself; pulls away wiping his mouth & letting go of his grip on him* I-I'm sorry...

Harry: *removes his hand from his mouth*

Peter: *looks at Louis; holds his neck*

Louis: Please don't tell anyone of this..

Peter: I thought you meant a 3 some... *tears form*

Louis: I-I'm sorry... *backs up a bit*

Peter: *sighs* What's gonna happen to me...?

Louis: Nothing... I think..

Harry: We can drive you home if you want.

Peter: *nods*

Louis: *wraps his arms around himself & quickly walks out of the alley*

Harry: *walks after him with Peter following* Boo?

Louis: Hm? *looks at him*

Harry: *whispers in his ear* I don't think Peter is mad at you. I think he's scared, try talking to him.

Louis: *looks from him then to Peter*

Peter: *looking at the sky*

Louis: P-peter?

Peter: *looks at him* Hmm?

Louis: You okay..?

Peter: Scared...

Louis: *looks down at the floor* I'm sorry... i'm not gonna hurt you though...

Peter: No more bite?..

Louis: *shakes his head* No..

Peter: *nods* Okay..

Louis: *lays his head on Harry's shoulder*

Harry: We full?

Louis: Mhm. *giggles when he nuzzles him; purrs a bit in content*

Harry: Later you're all mine.

Louis: Kaaay. *stops walking when they reach the car*

Harry: *opens the door for him*

Louis: *gets in*

Harry: *closes the door and gets in*

Peter: *gets in the back*

Louis: *leans his head on the window*

Harry: *drives off* Is everyone okay?

Peter: Yeah.. just tired.

Louis: Just make sure to disinfect it... I don't want you getting an infection..

Peter: I can get an infection?...

Louis: Sometimes it can happen.

Peter: You're clean right?..

Harry: Of course my baby is clean. Open your mouth, Louis.

Louis: I don't want to scare him...

Harry: Open up, angel.

Louis: *sighs but does what he's told*

Harry: If he was unclean you would see black around his fangs, but his fangs are white so he's perfect. *smiles*

Peter: *nods*

Louis: *shuts his mouth putting his fangs away then leans back against the window*

Peter: Your fangs are pretty...

Louis: Uhh thanks...

Peter: I'm sorry I freaked out... I was just scared...

Louis: I don't blame you.

Peter: So... this bite won't kill me right?...

Louis: *shakes his head* No.

Peter: *nods*

Harry: *pulls up to Peter's*

Peter: *gets out* Call me sometime.

Louis: Then give me your number goof.

Peter: *laughs and writes it down*

Louis: *smiles then writes his down*

Peter: *walks off*

Harry: Ready to go house hunting?

Louis: *nods smiling*

Harry: *drives off; soon after pulls up to a small rancher*

Louis: *gets out & they're meeten by a retailor*

Retailor Lady: *walks up smiling* Hello! You must be the Styles', correct?

Harry: *smiles* Yes, yes we are.

Retailor Lady: Well my name is Samantha. I'll be helping you with your house hunting today.

Harry: I'm Harry... *smirks*

Retailor Lady: *nods then looks at Louis* And you?

Louis: Louis.. *holds onto Harry's hand a bit tighter*

Harry: Oww... my hand...

Louis: Sorry... *lets go*

Harry: So show us the house? *smiles*

Retailor Lady: *nods then walks up to the house*

Louis: *follows silently*

Harry: *walks in*

Retailor Lady: This is the entrance of the home. It leads straight to the living room.

Harry: It's pretty. What do you think Louis?

Louis: *nods* It's nice.

Harry: What don't you like about it?

Louis: Nothing. I just said it's nice.

Retailor Lady: Anyway.. to the right is the kitchen then to the left in the hallway to the bathroom and bedrooms.

Harry: You and me can go to the bedroom. *winks at her*

Retailor Lady: *can't help but nervously laugh with a blush*

Louis: *bites his lip subconciously* I'll be right back.. *quickly goes outside*

Harry: I'll be right back. *goes after Louis* Baby?

Louis: *sitting on the porch* What..?

Harry: *sits next to him* What's wrong?

Louis: *sniffles wiping his face* What makes you think something's wrong?

Harry: You're crying.. *pulls him close*

Louis: Am not...

Harry: *wipes his eyes* You are...

Louis: You would too if you saw the person you love flirting with someone else.. *looks down*

Harry: Babe... I was just messin'... you know I love you....

Louis: Still.. you don't just say things like that out of the blue.

Harry: Babe....

Louis: *looks at him*

Harry: I'm sorry, okay? I love you.

Louis: It's fine.. and I love you too.

Harry:*Nuzzles his neck*

Louis: *smiles a bit*

Harry: I love you and only you.

Louis: Really?

Harry: *nods*

Louis: *smiles then kisses him softly; nuzzles his cheek* I'm sorry I over reacted..

Harry: I'm sorry I played around...

Louis: It's okay.

Harry: *picks him up*

Louis: *squeaks a bit* Hazza!

Harry: *smiles* You okay?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *carries him into the house*

Louis: *hides his face in his neck*

Retailor Lady: *chuckles softly* You two are adorable.

Harry: *smiles* I know. So I want to take the house. How about you, babe?

Louis: *lifts his head nodding* Yeah. It's quite lovely. I really do like it.

Harry: *smiles* How much?

Retailor Lady: *looks at her papers* Well, as the size and repairs it may need, about 300 pounds.

Harry: *nods* I'll pay.

Retailor Lady: *gets out a pen* Check or cash?

Harry: Cash.

Retailor Lady: *raises an eyebrow surprised* Oh, alright. I need you both to sign these forms before any cash exchangement. *hands them the clipboard with a pen*

Harry: *signs his name*

Louis: *signs it as well & they hand it back to her*

Retailor Lady: *takes it back* Okay, money?

Harry: *hands her 300 pounds*

Retailor Lady: *takes it putting it in her pocket then goes outside & puts a sold sticker over the sell sign; smiles turning to them as they walked onto the porch* Congratulations on your new house.

Harry: *smiles* Thanks.. the keys?

Retailor Lady: Oh! *runs up & gives them the keys*

Harry: *grabs them* Boo you excited?

Louis: *nods getting down onto his feet as Samantha left in her car* Very.

Harry: *laughs*

(A/N: the following short scene was inspired by a one shot on tumblr. I forget the name but credit to them.)

Louis: *wraps his arms around his neck; can't reach a bit so gets on his tip toes & pecks his lips softly*

Harry: *pulls away* You're on your tippy toes aren't you Louis? *;aughs*

Louis: Shut up, Harry...

Harry: *giggles; picks him up* Come here.

Louis: I hate being short...

Harry: You're funsized.

Louis: *blushes*

Harry: Trust me, you're a lot of fun. *winks*

Louis: Hush... *bites the strings of his hoodie*

Harry: You're gonna make them all slobbery.

Louis: *pouts* I don't have much saliva...

Harry: Do you like biting my strings?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: Why don't you bite something else instead? *winks*

Louis: It'd hurt...

Harry: OR atleast suck. *smiles*

Louis: *shrugs still biting his strings* We need furniture.. I know a swat meet that has some.

Harry: Babe, No.

Louis: *frowns* Why?

Harry: I hate drivinggggg.

Louis: *rolls his eyes* Then I'll drive.

Harry: Are you sure you can reach? *laughs*

Louis: *growls getting down from him* Fuck you! *stomps inside*

Harry: *chases after him* Babe.

Louis: *turns around toward him* What?

Harry: I was kidding.

Louis: *folds his arms* Not funny...

Harry: *sighs* I'm sorry..

Louis: *turns around*

Harry: I told you, you're funsized.

Louis: Still... *hears it start to rain outside*

Harry: *sighs* We're not going anywhere today. You can sleep on me, i'll sleep on the floor.

Louis: But-

Harry: No buts.

Louis: *sighs defeated* Fine...

Harry: *pulls him close*

Louis: *cuddles into him a bit; shivers from the breeze coming from the front door*

Harry: *takes off jacket and wraps it around hiim*

Louis: Thanks.. *slumps onto the floor in the living room while Harry went to shut the door*

Harry: *shuts it and locks it; goes over and lays on the floor* come here.

Louis: *crawls over to him; cuddles into him* You sure you're not cold...?

Harry: I'm sure. *smiles*

Louis: *kisses him gently then cuddles into his chest; relaxes & starts falling asleep*

Harry: Do you have any idea how cute you are?

Louis: Mmm?

Harry: Everything you do is so adorable.

Louis: *blushes a bit hiding his face in his chest*

Harry: I never expected to love anyone...

Louis: *looks up at him*

Harry: You're the first person I ever loved...

Louis: Really..?

Harry:*Nods*

Louis: *bites his lip nervously & plays with the strings on his hoodie again* If we're being completely honest right now... you need to know something.. *looks up at him in the eyes*

Harry: What is it?

Louis: I-I think i'm in love with you...

Harry: *smiles* Really?....

Louis: *nods nuzzling his cheek*

Harry: I'm in love with you too...

Louis: You are..?

Harry: *nods*

Louis: *smiles & kisses him*

Harry: *deepens; reaches hand up his shirt*

Louis: Mm. *pulls away pushing his hand away* No hand..

Harry: Why not?...

Louis: It doesn't always have to be there. *nuzzles him*

Harry: I know but... I wanna feel your abs again.... *pouts*

Louis: But i'm cooooold. *pouts as well*

Harry: My hands are warm...Maybe it'll help...

Louis: *pretends to think* Hmm

Harry: Babe..

Louis: What?

Harry: Let Me?

Louis: But...

Harry: *pouting*

Louis: Haz that's not fair... you know I can't say no to your pout..

Harry: *smiles; reaches up and sticks hand under his shirt again*

Louis: *getting a bit uncomfortable* H-Harry, please...

Harry: *sighs and stops*

Louis: I-I'm sorry. *turns around wrapping his arms around himself*

Harry: The other day I had my hands in your pants you didn't mind..

Louis: Not everything we do has to be sexual Harry... I hoped you knew that...

Harry: I do but... I'm really turned on right now and...and...

Louis: You're always turned on..

Harry: Not always... *whimpers* please....

Louis: I-I can't...

Harry: I--I'm gonna go shower... *stands up*

Louis: *flinches hearing thunder & lightning; whimpers* Please don't leave me, Harry...

Harry: *sits down; pulls him close* I--it hurts....

Louis: I'm sorry.. *whimpers hiding into his chest*

Harry: *rubs his back; burries face in his neck*

Louis: I'm so fucking sorry.. *whimpers more*

Harry: For what....

Louis: E-everything...

Harry: *burries face further* A--After the thunder can I shower?...

Louis: *just nods*

Harry:*Pulls him into his lap trying to calm himself down*

Louis: *nuzzles his neck for warmth* H-Harry it's too cold in here...

Harry: You wanna rush back to the mansion?...

Louis: P-please..?

Harry: *picks him up* Come on.

Louis: *cuddles into him more*

Harry: *walks out; puts him in the car; gets in the other side and tries to start the car* Uhh..

Louis: *looks at him confused* "Uhh" what?

Harry: The car won't start.

Louis: Are you serious?

Harry: As serious as a heart attack

Louis: *groans; frowns seeing his breath in the air* How cold is it...?

Harry: 30 Degrees out, you wanna go in the back?

Louis: O-Okay..

Harry: *turns on the heat; gets in the back with him*

Louis: *cuddles closely to him*

Harry: *nips his neck*

Louis: *gasps*

Harry: What's wrong? *smiles*

Louis: *pouts* You're turning me on... stupid cold.

Harry: That's good. *smiles*

Louis: Why?

Harry: Then you can help me. *smiles; nips again*

Louis: *gasps again* Haaazza...

Harry: Hmm?

Louis: *sits up straddeling him then nips at his neck*

Harry:*Gasps* IM ALREADY TURNED ONN.

Louis: *giggles* And?

Harry: Let me turn you on.

Louis: *huffs* Fine!

Harry: *nips at his neck again*

Louis: *gasps then moans softly*

Harry: *smiles; reaches up his shirt*

Louis: *whines a bit grinding against him*

Harry: *smiles* You're turned on.

Louis: *growls lowly* Of course I am.. and I no like being teased! *pouts*

Harry: Lift your arms.

Louis: *lifts his arms up*

Harry: *tugs his shirt off; leans down and rubs his abs again*

Louis: *groans* Harrryyy. No tease..

Harry: I'm not, i'm just feeling around. *smirks*

Louis: *growls* That's teasing to me..

Harry: *lowers hand and puts his hand on top of his jean covered crotch*

Louis: *squirms a bit*

Harry: *smirks* I'm guessing you can feel that.

Louis: *whimpers a bit* Harryy...

Harry: Hmm?

Louis: *pulls him closer to him by his shirt & kisses him roughly*

Harry: *deepens; rubs him through his jeans*

Louis: *moans against his lips*

Harry: *smiles into the kiss; pulls away* I thought you didn't want me to touch you tonight.

Louis: *pouts* That's before you started turning me on...

Harry: So can I rub you?....

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *rubs him gently through his jeans again* I'll take your pants off soon.

Louis: *whines a bit* But it's uncomfortable...

Harry: Why?

Louis: 'Cause... my pants got really tight.. *pouts*

Harry:That's what we want to happen though.

Louis: W-why?

Harry: That means you're turned on. *smiles*

Louis: B-but... uncomfortableeee. *squirms*

Harry: *unbuttons his jeans*

Louis: *huffs a bit from the change of fitness*

Harry: What angel?

Louis: *blushes* It feels so much better now..

Harry: *rubs him through his boxers*

Louis: *moans*

Harry:That better?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *smiles* Do you want these off too?

Louis: Not yeeet. *tugs at his shirt* Offf.

Harry: *lifts his arms*

Louis: *takes his shirt off then rubs his chest a bit*

Harry: *groans*

Louis: *smiles a bit then kisses down his chest*

Harry: No tease...

Louis: *mocks* I'm not, i'm just feeling around.

Harry: *pouts*

Louis: *smirks then straddles him again then kisses down all the way to his stomach*

Harry: *grabs his head; pushes it against his crotch*

Louis: *looks up at him then rubs him through his pants*

Harry: *bucks his hips*

Louis: *laughs a bit* A little excited there, love.

Harry: Hey... I took your pants off....

Louis: *unbuttons his pants then begins rubbing him through his boxers*

Harry: *bucks his hips again* Boxers off...

Louis: *purrs a bit leaning up to his ear* No, I enjoy teasing you. *nibbles on his earlobe*

Harry: *growls; flips him over and crawls on top of him*

Louis: *giggles; purrs a bit*

Harry: *leans down and nips at his neck* Do you trust me?

Louis: *nods moaning a bit from the nipping* Y-yeah.

Harry: *smiles* So you trust me near your neck then?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *leans closer and nips again*

Louis: *moans more*

Harry: I didn't feed today...

Louis: *opens his eyes meeting Harry's* Why?

Harry: *shrugs* I wanted you to feed off him.

Louis: But I don't want you hungry...

Harry: *smiles* But you enjoyed it, right?

Louis: *nods* But I feel bad 'cause you didn't get to feed..

Harry: *shrugs* it's okay though, we can't take that much.

Louis: Harry.. you need to feed.. you'll get seriously ill if you don't..

Harry: Can I... bite you?... *looks at Louis* Just to hold me over..

Louis: *bites his bottom lip but nods knowing he's his only source*

Harry: I'll try not to hurt you...

Louis: It's gonna hurt no matter what...

Harry: Nevermind...

Louis: No.. i'll be okay, alright? But i'm really horny right now and it's not funny. *pouts*

Harry: *rubs him gently*

Louis: *grunts bucking his hips a bit; whimpers*

Harry: What Boo bear?

Louis: Hurt...

Harry: *tugs at his boxers*

Louis: *lets him take them off then tugs at Harry's boxers*

Harry: *crosses legs*

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: *smiles; uncrosses his legs*

Louis: *tugs at them again*

Harry: *lifts hips*

Louis: *takes them off*

Harry: *kisses Louis*

Louis: *kisses him back*

Harry: *pulls away* Angel... I wanna go far tonight...

Louis: *nods* Okay.

Harry: You trust me right?

Louis: Of course I do.

Harry: *smiles* I'm gonna go slow okay?

Louis: *nods* Okay.

Harry: *starts going in gently*

Louis: *grips onto the seat a bit*

Harry: *stops for a second*

Louis: *looks at him*

Harry: I don't wanna hurt you...

Louis: You won't.

Harry: *goes in a little bit more*

Louis: *takes in a small breath when he does*

Harry: *stops again*

Louis: *sighs a bit irritated* Now what?

Harry: I heard that breath...

Louis: *sighs* I'm just a bit nervous, Harry.. i'm fine.

Harry: Why are you nervous...?

Louis: 'Cause i'm still a virgin...

Harry: *gasps* Oh my gosh...

Louis: *slaps his chest playfully* Harry! Don't sound so surprised.

Harry: I--I'm sorry.... i--it's gonna hurt no matter if i'm slow or not...

Louis: Hey, hey, hey... *brings him a bit closer; pecks his lips gently* just relax, okay..? I know you'll be gentle 'cause I trust you.

Harry: But it's still gonna hurt....

Louis: It beginning, yeah it will 'cause it's stretching it. But I know it won't last for long.

Harry: Y---You sure you trust me?...

Louis: *nods meeting his eyes* With everything I have...

Harry: *smiles; enters slowly*

Louis: *bites his lip from the stretching but slowly gets use to it*

Harry: *smiles; goes a little bit faster*

Louis: *grunts a bit getting into a more comfortable position*

Harry: You good?

Louis: Mhm. *smiles softly*

Harry: *smiles; goes at a slow pace*

Louis: *burries his nose in his neck; moans a bit when it hits his spot*

Harry: *smiles* I'm guessing I found it.

Louis: *blushes* Hush..

Harry: *goes a little faster* So it feels good now?

Louis: *moans and nods* Y-yeah..

Harry: *smiles* GOOD! I'm so happy.

Louis: Harry... just shut up and fuck me already..

Harry: *continues his pace; leans down and nibbles on his ear*

Louis: *grunts a bit letting out another moan*

Harry: *smiles* You're so sexy.

Louis: *leans nibbling at his neck*

Harry: *gasps*

Louis: *nips at his spot*

Harry: *groans*

Louis: *pouts a bit not earning a moan from him; moans against his neck*

Harry: *smiles* Someone's happy.

Louis: *nips at his neck again*

Harry: *moans*

Louis: *grins then moans himself*

Harry: *giggles*

Louis: F-faster?

Harry: *goes a litttle faster*

Louis: *moans again*

Harry: *smiles*

Louis: *leans up kissing him softly*

Harry: *deepens; speeds up his pace*

Louis: *gasps a bit from the speeden up pace; nibbles at his bottom lip*

Harry: *keeps mouth closed*

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: *opens*

Louis: *lets himself in; pecks his lips then pulls away*

Harry: *smiles; stares at him*

Louis: *nibbles down his neck again*

Harry: *gasps*

Louis: *leaves a few love bites on his neck*

Harry: *nuzzles his neck*

Louis: *purrs lightly then moans from the quickening pace*

Harry: *whispers in his ear* Close?

Louis: *breathing a bit unevenly* Uhuh..

Harry: *smiles; kisses his neck again* And then your blood is mine, well some of it.

Louis: *blushes a bit* Yeah.. *moans when he nips his neck*

Harry: Faster..

Louis: *grunts* I can only go as fast I can, Harry..

Harry: *nibbles his ear*

Louis: *gasps a bit when he tugs on his ear* Ha-

Harry: *goes in deeper*

Louis: *gasps; moans* F-fuck...

Harry: Yes, fuck indeed. *smirks*

Louis: *slaps his chest softly* Shush.

Harry: *giggles; nips his neck again*

Louis: *gasping* C-close..

Harry: *smiles; pecks his lips*

Louis: *biting his bottom lip*

Harry: *reaches down and rubs him gently* Come on, angel.

Louis: Mm.. *burries his nose in his neck*

Harry: *continues at a pace* You're so hot.

Louis: *biting his lip hard* N-.. *can't hold it in any longer & cums*

Harry: *continues going a pace and cums shortly afterwards; pulls out*

Louis: *lets his breathing even; pecks his lips gently* I told you it wouldn't hurt for long.

Harry: Come here... I'm hungry...

Louis: *rolls his eyes crawling over to him*

Harry: *pulls him close; nuzzles his neck*

Louis: *smiles a bit*

Harry: *leans down; bites into his neck gently and sucks a little bit of blood*

Louis: *shuts his eyes tightly from the small stinging it caused*

Harry: *sucks a little bit more and pulls away; Kisses the mark*

Louis: *opens his eyes leaning back onto him* Is it different..?

Harry: A little, still amazing though.

Louis: *smiles softly* Good. *kisses his cheek* Today has been amazing. And I have you to thank for it..

Harry: Did you really like it?

Louis: *nods* I loved it. *lazily kisses his chin then cuddles into his chest*

Harry: *smiles* Does blood taking still make you weak?

Louis: A bit.

Harry: *nuzzles his neck* Go sleep.

Louis: *cuddles into him more shutting his eyes*

Harry: *kisses the top of his head*

*With Niam*

Niall: *cuddling with Liam*

Liam: *wraps an arm around his waist nuzzling his cheek a bit*

Niall: *leans up and kisses his neck; giggles*

Liam: *smiles a bit* Watcha doing?

Niall: Mmm... nothing.

Liam: Riight. *nuzzles his neck*

Niall: *grabs the back of his head and tilts it to reveal his neck; smiles*

Liam: Ni.. seriously, what are you doing?

Niall: Do you trust me?

Liam: Of course I do.

Niall: Then relax, your tense.

Liam: *sighs a bit then rests his chin on his shoulder*

Niall: Tilt your head Lili...

Liam: *raises an eyebrow but does so*

Niall: *leans over and bites gently into his neck; reaches down and holds his hand*

Liam: *gasps*

Niall: *sucks his blood slowly; squeezes his hand*

Liam: *whimpers*

Niall: *pulls away after sucking his blood* I--I'm sorry...

Liam: It's f-fine..

Niall: *kisses the mark;Hides face in his arms*

Liam: Hey.. *pulls his arms down from his face* It's okay, alright?

Niall: I--I never meant to bite you....

Liam: I know, I know.. shh. *hugs him tightly*

Niall: D--Did it hurt...?

Liam: It only stinged. That's all. *nuzzles him*

Niall: *giggles; kisses the mark again*

Liam: *smiles a bit kissing his cheek*

Niall: You're gonna feel a little weak for a few days...

Liam: I figured.

Niall: *nuzzles his neck*

Liam: *smiles*

*With Larry*

Harry: *snuggling him*

Louis: *asleep on his chest*

Harry: Louis.

Louis: *mumbles something hiding his face*

Harry: Boo bear.

Louis: *wrinkles his nose in his sleep*

Harry: *kisses his cheek*

Louis: *wakes up; eyes flutter open & he looks up at Harry*

Harry: *smiles* I wanna eat something, come with me?

Louis: Where would we eat? *looks out the frosted windows* It's still raining and it's like midnight...

Harry: *sighs* I don't know....

Louis: Maybe we can find a 24 hour diner?

Harry: *nods* With heat?

Louis: *nods smiling* Yeah. *pulls his boxers & jeans back on* I don't get how we stayed warm while being naked.

Harry: Sex makes you warmer, although... you smell like gross sex now.

Louis: *frowns* So do you. So I wouldn't be talking.

Harry: *laughs* I know I do.

Louis: *giggles* Now get dressed mister. *pulls his shirt back on*

Harry: *gets dressed slowly*

Louis: *crawls over to the window while he's getting dressed; looks out*

Harry: What are you looking at? *smiles*

Louis: There's snow...

Harry: *looks out the window* Oh fuck...

Louis: *looks at him*

Harry: We're snowed in...

Louis: Then how is the car still on?

Harry: That has nothing to do with the car.

Louis: I just thought it would freeze everything..

Harry: Not always.

Louis: *accidently opens the door* Whoa! *falls out into the snow*

Harry: *reaches and grabs Louis' hand*

Louis: *sits up from the ground; wrinkles his nose when snow was falling down from his head* Ugh.. stupid snow..

Harry: *laughs* Cold?

Louis: *nods shaking his head to get the snow out of his hair*

Harry: Get in here.

Louis: Help me up! *holds out his hand*

Harry: *helps him into the car*

Louis: *shivers a bit from the snow that stuck to his pants* I think my ass is frozen..

Harry: I can fix that. *winks*

Louis: *blushes* Shut up..

Harry: Come here. *pulls him in his lap*

Louis: *shuts the door when he gets pulled into his lap* Put your shirt back on... *picks his shirt up then helps him put it back on*

Harry: *nuzzles his neck*

Louis: *giggles; frowns hearing his stomach growl*

Harry: What are you hungry for boo, blood or food?

Louis: Food. *cuddles him*

Harry: *smiles* Wanna try to go to the diner?

Louis: *nods then crawls into the front*

Harry: *gets into the drivers seat; starts to drive off*

Louis: *pulls his jacket back on wrapping his arms around himself*

Harry: *drives around; pulls up to a 24 hour diner*

Louis: *looks up at it* Looks cozy.

Harry: *smiles* Ready to go in?

Louis: *nods* Don't forget your hoodie. *gives it to him*

Harry: *puts it on and gets out*

Louis: *follows him*

Harry: *opens the front door for him*

Louis: *smiles then walks in & waits for him to come in; takes his hand when he does*

Harry: *yawns*

Louis: Tired??

Harry: *nods* FOOD!

Waitress: Table for two? *smiles*

Harry: *smiles and nods*

Waitress: Booth or table?

Louis: Booth please..

Waitress: *smiles nodding; takes two menus* This way. *walks them over to a booth; hands them their menus when they sat down* I'll be back shortly. *walks away*

Harry: *smiles* Happy?

Louis: *nods* Are you?

Harry: *laughs* Of course.

Louis: *smiles* Good. *looks at his menu*

Waitress: *walks back over* Okay, let's start y'all off with drinks. What can I get ya?

Harry: Sprite.

Louis: Water.

Waitress: *nods writing it down* Okay. I'll go get that. *walks away to get them*

Harry: Hey do you think we should go see Niall and Liam tommorow?

Louis: If you want to.

Harry: *smiles* Okay!

Louis: *smiles back* So watcha gonna get?

Harry: Steak. *smiles*

Louis: I'm getting chicken.

Harry: What kind?

Louis: *shrugs*

Harry: *laughs* Okay get whatever you want.

Louis: *blushes a bit* Your laugh is adorable...

Harry: You're more adorable...

Louis: *shakes his head*

Harry: *nods*

Louis: Nuh.

Harry: You'll never understand, will you?

Louis: Understand what?

Harry: You make everyday worth living.

Louis: I do not.

Harry: For me you do.

Louis: *blushes*

*After They Order & Eat*

Harry: *pays for the food*

Louis: You don't have to pay.

Harry: I wanted to. Hey, tomorrow we're going to a swat meet, okay?

Louis: *nods* Alright.

Harry: *smiles* Come on, let's go to bed. *walks out to the car; gets in*

Louis: *follows then gets in* On what?

Harry: The backseat.

Louis: Oh, okay.

Harry: *drives back to their house and parks; crawls in the backseat*

Louis: *crawls into the back too*

Harry: *pulls him close*

Louis: *giggles wrapping his arms around his waist; cuddles him*

Harry: I love you.

Louis: I love you too. *smiles*

Harry: *kisses the top of his head and goes to sleep*

Louis: *lays his head on his chest then falls to sleep*

*The Next Day*

Harry: *pokes Louis' cheek*

Louis: *wakes up* Hm..?

Harry: Swat meet.

Louis: Oh. *sits up stretching*

Harry: *yawns*

Louis: *yawns as well* I need a shower really bad..

Harry: Same, go use the one inside.

Louis: We need towels, so i'll get some while we're at the swat meet.

Harry: *nods; crawls upfront and starts the car*

Louis: *crawls into the passenger seat*

Harry: *starts the car and drives off*

*They Arrive*

Harry: *gets out and opens Louis door*

Louis: *smiles* Thank you. *gets out*

Harry: *closes it and locks the door; goes inside*

Louis: *walks with him around* So what do we need again?

Harry: Furniture.

Louis: *nods* And I remembered about towels. I know where they are so i'll be right back. *kisses his cheek then runs off to a small shop*

Harry: *waiting around for him*

Natalia: *walks up to him with a small smirk across her lips* Harry Styles?

Harry: *looks at her* Natalia?

Natalia: I'm suprised you remember me.

Harry: I remember everyone.

Natalia: Heh, right. *looks him up & down* There's something different about you...

Harry: Hair cut?

Natalia: No... *thought pops into her mind* Did you just get laid?

Harry: Kinda. *laughs*

Natalia: Who was it this time? Karen Forber? Or I don't know, Nicholas Cage?

Harry: My fiance.

Natalia: *looks at him shocked* Fiance? *laughs* Funny Harry, really, who was it?

Harry: I just told you.

Natalia: Since when does Harry Styles do commitment?

Harry: Since I was forced, but you know I actually do love him.

Natalia: Babe, we both know you don't do commitment. You don't love him and you're just leading the poor boy on.

Harry: Okay well, "babe" I DO love him.

Natalia: Haz, we've been buds for months now and I know you like an open book.

Harry: When I met him... it was different.

Natalia: How so?

Harry: He means more to me than just a one night stand... I wanna be around him everyday all day kiss him, cuddle him.

Natalia: You're shitting me, right?

Harry: No... I really do.

Natalia: Why?

Harry: 'Cause he's... him.

Natalia: Uhuh.. *hears her friends calling her* well I gotta go. So if you change your mind, *takes out a piece of paper writing her number down & hands it to him* call me sometime. *winks then walks off*

Harry: *rolls his eyes; turns around looking for Louis*

Louis: *sneaks up behind him & jumps onto his back; smiles* Hi!

Harry: *giggles* BABY! *hugs him*

Louis: *blushes hugging him back* Hii.

Harry: Did you find the towels?

Louis: Mhm. *shows him the bag he had that contained 4 towels*

Harry: *smiles* Good. *pecks his lips*

Louis: *giggles smiling then pecks him back*

Harry: Natalia came up to me.

Louis: *confused* Who's Natalia?

Harry: *sighs* A one night stand I had...

Louis: And you're telling me this because...?

Harry: She gave me her number.

Louis: Oh..

Harry: But i'm not interested, Louis.

Louis: *nods a bit* Kay. Let's go find some furniture nooow! *drags him by his hand along*

Harry: What do you wanttt?

Louis: Well we need a bed.

Harry: *smirks* King?

Louis: We won't find that here. *pouts*

Harry: *sighs* Double?

Louis: I can always order a king bed.

Harry: *smiles* Can you?

Louis: *nods* Of course. But it may take a while to be shipped..

Harry: Then you can sleep on me. *winks*

Louis: Or we can get a pull out couch.

Harry: No, I am NOT sleeping on a filthy couch.

Louis: *rolls his eyes* Do you even know what a pull out couch is?

Harry: No...

Louis: A pull out couch is a couch that has a pull out bed.

Harry: I don't wanna sleep in the living room...

Louis: The only other option I see is putting a mattress on the floor and sleeping on that..

Harry: Why can't we get a bed frame?

Louis: *covers his face * Oi...

Harry: *smiles; nuzzles his neck*

Louis: *can't help but smile* Why can I never be mad at you?

Harry: 'Cause i'm hot.

Louis: *laughs* Suuuure.

Harry: I am.

Louis: Oh I know. *wraps his arms around his neck pulling him closer* But you're also quite adorable.

Harry: How so?

Louis: You just are. *kisses him softly*

Harry: *deepens*

Louis: *smiles into it*

Lily: Ew!

Harry: *pulls away*

Louis: *flicks her off* Have a good day!

Lily: But you're guys...

Louis: Sooo?

Lily: That's.... wrong.

Harry:*hides behind Louis*

Louis: No it's not. It's just love. It's the same thing. Everyone has the right to love whoever they want.

Lily: Atleast do it in your own home! Not in public.

Louis: A little PDA wouldn't hurt anyone.

Lily: It's like saying incest is okay.

Louis: How is incest related to PDA...?

Lily: It's related to the fact that if being gay is okay so is incest, which infact is wrong.

Louis: Your comment is invalid.

Lily: *rolls her eyes; walks away saying* GOOD LUCK GETTING INTO HEAVEN!!

Harry: *whimpers*

Louis: I hate people like that...

Harry: Me too...

Louis: *hugs him tightly around his waist* Don't listen to them, okay? They're all wrong. They're just too caught up in their own religion to realize they're going against their religion as well.

Harry: *nods* I know.... it just... it hurts...*wipes tears away that were forming*

Louis: *helps wipe the tears away* I understand... I was bullied for being who I am. It's disgusting what they would say... I just learnt to block it out.

Harry: I'm still learning...

Louis: *nods* I know. Just know you'll always have me, okay?

Harry: *smiles* Thank you..

Louis: *smiles back pecking his lips then links his arm with his & they continued to walk around*

* A Month Later*

Harry: *walks down the aisle being escorted by his mom; smiles at Louis*

Louis: *smiles back then takes his hand when he came all the way up*

Harry: *giggles* You look amazing.

Louis: So do you. *smiles kissing his cheek*

Harry: *blushes*

*At The Reception*

Harry: *drinking a bunch of beer*

Louis: *notices him drinking a lot* Haz, maybe you shouldn't drink so much..

Harry: Shuddup L--Louis... LIVE A LIL!

Louis: *flinches a bit* Okay then... *walks away*

Harry: *giggling*

Natalia: *walks  up to him stumbling a bit; grins widely* Hey H-Haz! *giggles*

Harry: Hey. *smirks*

Natalia: *trips a bit on her dress* Crap!

Harry: Wanna go to the room? *giggles*

Natalia: You sure you don't wanna dance a little more, love?

Harry: *grabs her hand* LET'S GO!

Natalia: *laughs; follows* Okay! Okay!

Harry: *lays in bed starts making out with her*

*The Next Morning*

Harry: *sleeping*

Natalia: *asleep next to him*

Louis: *knocks on the door; starts opening it* Harry..? Are you- *stops seeing Natalia*

Harry: *opens his eyse* Louis?..

Louis: *shakes his head letting tears fall then walks out of the room*

Harry: LOUIS! *chases after him*

Louis: *walks out of the house not saying anything*

Harry: *stops chasing him; looks down*

Natalia: *walks out of the room in a sheet* What happened?

Harry: GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! *walks outside* L--LOUIS!?

Louis: *sitting at the curb crying*

Harry: *goes over and sits next to him* T--The last thing I remember is drinking beer...

Louis: *shakes his head at him* Of course it's the last fucking thing you remember. That's all you fucking did.

Harry: I--i'm sorry... I thought I could handle my beer but I was wrong...

Louis: Sorry isn't going to help or resolve anyting. You slept with some bloody whore on our wedding night!

Harry: *sighs* W--well... I'm sorry... *tears fall*

Louis: I'm staying with someone until I'm able to talk to you without screaming at you.. 'cause if I try now i'll just yell and I don't want to do that...

Harry: *nods looking down* O--okay...

Louis: *stands up when a car pulled up to the curb; opens the door* Goodbye, Harry. *gets in*

Harry: *stares* REALLY?! PETER?!

Louis: *doesn't say anything & they drive off*

Harry: *just sits there*

Peter: Are you sure about this?

Louis: *sighs running a hand through his hair* I'm sure.. I just need to calm down and being at the house, specifically near Harry, won't help it..

Peter: Yeah but Louis... I'm sure Harry didn't wanna sleep with her.

Louis: But then why did he?! He should've been fucking able to remember something as simple as getting married!

Peter: When you're drunk you don't remember anything.

Louis: *sighs leaning his head against the window* I guess.

Peter: I just don't wanna see you guys fall apart over something I know you can get through.

Louis: Things like this just make it harder to trust him... especially from his old reputation..

Peter: I really think he does love you, the look in his eyes when he looked at you.

Louis: *sighs again* Yeah..

Peter: Just.... don't give up on him

Louis: *nods*

*When They Arrive Back*

Peter: *sits infront of the tv*

Louis: *looks around* You have a nice home.

Peter: Thanks.

Louis: *nods; sits on one of the chairs in the living room*

*Hears A Phone Ring*

Peter: It's not mine.

Louis: Oh, it's my phone.. *answers without looking at the caller ID* Hello..?

Harry: Louis....

Louis: *sighs* I'll be right back.. *wonders down the hall finding the bathroom & goes in shutting the door* What, Harry?

Harry: P--please come home.... it's not the same without you... s---seeing you drive off with Peter...

Louis: Harry, I told you I need time to calm down. If we talk now i'm only going to scream at you and I know i'll say things I won't mean. I'll be home in a week..

Harry: I--I don't know if I can wait that long... *tears falling*

Louis: You're going to have to... it'll pass by quickly alright? I just need to clear my head and think of what to say..

Harry: W--Who am I gonna hold at night? ... Keep them warm and loved ? .... WHO'S GONNA DO THAT FOR A FUCKING WEEK!?

Louis: *trying not to tear up* Harry.. please don't..

Harry: *wipes tears away* I---I just wanna hold you again... I---I'm so sorry, I know I don't deserve forgiveness b--but---

Louis: *slides down the wall of the bathroom* P-please just stop...

Harry: I---i'm sorry boo... p--please come home... give me a chance to show you how much I love you..

Louis: *shuts his eyes fighting back the tears* I-I can't deal with this right now... i'm sorry.. *hangs  up*

Harry: *throws the phone across the room into the wall*

Peter: Louis??

Louis: *crying* W-what..?

Peter: You okay?

Louis: N-no..

Peter: *walks in* What happend??

Louis: Harry called and I just couldn't deal with it...

Peter: What did he say?

Louis: That he wants me home and that he's sorry..

Peter: Maybe he is.

Louis: It's just hard to believe right now... *tears up more*

Peter: Maybe he made a mistake.

Louis: How?

Peter: People do make mistakes, you can't fake the look he has when he looks at you Louis. It's unfakeable.

Louis: I-I know...

Peter: Forgive and forget.

Louis: I'm trying...

Peter: Sitting here talking to me and hiding from him isn't helping.

Louis: But I know i'll just scream at him and say things I don't mean if I talk to him right now. I understand he was intoxicated and it meant nothing to him but I just can't help but feel hurt..

Peter: Maybe screaming at him is what you need to heal.

Louis: *sighs* I don't know..

Peter: Go home Louis, you both need eachother and you know it.

Louis: O-okay...

Peter: *drives him home*

Harry: *sitting on the curb*

Louis: *gets out* Thanks Peter..

Peter: *nods and drives off*

Harry: *trying to repair his smashed phone*

Louis: Harry..?

Harry: *looks up tear stained*

Louis: *sighs sitting next to him* Don't cry..

Harry: I--I'm sorry...

Louis: I know..

Harry: I--I gotta get a new phone...

Louis: Oh..

Harry: *grabs Louis' hand gently*

Louis: *takes his hand away* We need to talk..

Harry: O--okay...

Louis: *takes a deep breath* Who was she..?

Harry: A girl I used to hook up with...

Louis: Then why did you do it again..?

Harry: I was drunk....

Louis: *nods* Right..

Harry: *sighs* I know it doesn't make it better.... b--but honestly I tore up the paper with her number when she gave it to me.. *tears falling*

Louis: I just don't understand, why HER.

Harry: Neither do I ...

Louis: *looks down*

Harry: *looks away*

Louis: Of all people why fucking her.. *tears up*

Harry: *pulls him in his lap* I--I'm sorry..

Louis: I know you were inotixicated and it meant nothing but it still hurt me...

Harry: *nuzzles his neck* I--I'm so sorry... please...

Louis: *whispers with tears rolling down his face* Do you know how much I fucking love you..?

Harry: *tears fall* I--I love you too though...

Louis: T-then why get drunk to the point you know you won't be able to control yourself..? And end up hurting me in the process..?

Harry: I--I just wanted to drink... I thought I could handle it and later you would come back to the room with me... I thought it was you not her...

Louis: But it wasn't...

Harry: I--I know that now.... *looks down; nuzzles his neck again*

Louis: *cuddles him*

Harry: *smiles* You're cuddling...

Louis: Yes and?

Harry: Does that mean you forgive me?...

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *smile; kisses his cheek*

Louis: *blushes* I love you.

Harry: I love you too... *pecks his lips*

Louis: And nobody can ever have you... or I will personally bite them.

*THE END*