Louis' Revenge ➸ Larry Stylinson

chapter twenty seven

after a nap in each other's arms, louis and harry watch a cheesy rom-com harry knows all the words too still naked in bed. whilst they watch, louis finally feeds harry the cinnamon scrolls even though they're cold by now. the white icing keeps dripping everywhere and louis can't help but make multiple suggestive jokes about it, and all harry can do is laugh and tell him off.

when the pair finish the box they share a hot shower together, hands roaming over each other's body in the steam. louis imagines this is what it will be like when they're living together, having sex then napping and feeding each other food, showering together for way too long. it makes louis' cheeks burn up and he's never felt so wanted and completely loved up. the look on harry's face tells louis the boy can tell he's thinking about something, and harry laughs.

"what?!" he exclaims, and louis blushes profusely, leaning his head on harry's chest.

"i'm just so in love with you." he says, shaking his head, and harry doesn't say anything, but his whole face beams up until his dimples are deep and his eyes sort of twinkle like they only do in films.

harry wraps his arms around louis until their bodies are moulded together like liquid, the steaming water trailing down their skin. louis has never felt so safe, so warm. he looks up to harry with a wide smile, then kisses his lips softly, tasting the water.

they get out and harry insists on drying all of louis' body with the towel, not letting him even help a tiny bit, making louis laugh. louis then returns the favour by drying harry's hair with the shitty hairdryer the hotel provides that doesn't even get that hot. he poofs harry's curls up into his hands and laughs at how big they get in the mirror, before switching the dryer off and combing through his hair softly, knowing it's relaxing him by the times harry slowly shuts his eyes.

"tired?" louis asks with a fond smile when he's done, and harry opens his eyes, nodding.

"you're too relaxing for your own good." he jokes, "and now we have to go out."

louis laughs, holding harry's cheek. "we won't be there for long, i promise."

harry nods and louis gets some clothes for harry to wear, helping him get dressed. harry then makes them both a coffee as louis gets himself dressed. he purposefully puts on his adidas jacket so if mr turner sees it he will have evidence it was louis all along, and it excites him that he officially has a place at yin studios so he can't do anything about it. thinking about yin studios makes louis think about harry's university, and how it's not far away and they'll get to see each other all the time.

"what are you smiling about?" harry asks as he hands louis his mug of coffee.

"we start uni in two weeks." louis says breathlessly as he takes it. "our lives, us... we're really just starting, aren't we?"

"yes love," harry laughs shortly, "we really are."

"and after class we can meet up, and i'll get to see you all the time." louis starts speaking quickly, getting excited. he places his coffee down on the desk.

"yes." harry laughs, "and we can go out for food and—"

"and you can visit my dorm, and we can kick my annoying roommate out—"

harry grabs louis' wrist laughing. "louis." he says, but the boy's way too distracted.

"and we can spend the whole night together, and i can make you tea and toast in the mor—"

"louis!" harry interrupts, and louis looks down to his wrists behind held, then back up to harry. "i thought you wanted to move in together?" harry questions, and louis looks down, hesitating.