I can't think straight anymore | Larry Stylinson

Chapter 19

The next morning I woke up around 5am, yes I know that's early as heck so what am I doing up?

Well, I realised that it could be nice to have a little speech if I was going to propose to Harry, and second of all I couldn't fucking sleep know that I will propose to my boyfriend.

I had been sitting at my desk for quite some time, the sun was rising and I suddenly heard the bed shift while someone let out a groan

- Lou?

I stood up from my chair at the desk and walked over to our bed where Harry was lying.
I sat down beside him and kissed his forehead
- Hi

- Lou I'm so fucking sore oh my god my ass hurts. He whined

- Well what did I tell you? I said with a pleased voice

- Anygays, what are you doing up this early?

- Oh uh, I couldn't sleep.
I mean I didn't lie when I said that I hadn't been able to sleep.

- Oh, cuddle me? He asked looking at me with his puppy eyes, sleepy hair and morning voice

- I would darling but I have to do something else

- What could be more important that me?

- You'll see. I said before I kissed him once again and walked over to the desk again

About 2 hours later when Harry was in the kitchen making lunch I decided to call the other lads.

- Louis! Niall said happily over the phone

- Oi lad, what's up? I asked

- Not much, I don't really got any plans for today.

- Oh well that's great, are you able to come over in maybe two hours?

- Yeah sure, why?

- Just wanted to hang out you know, I'm inviting Ziam too!

- Ziam? He asked confused

- Oh uhh- shit how the fuck would he explain that?
- Zayn and Liam, just used Ziam so I wouldn't have to use so many words. You know my lazy ass

- Oh okay, see yaaa!

Okay well that was Niall, I should call Zayn and Liam now. The thing is, I'm actually scared of what could happen if I call them or ever decide to walk into a room with only the two of them.

I pressed the phone sign above Zayn's name, innerly hoping that I wouldn't be met by moans as he answered.

- What's up dickhead? Oh well atleast I wasn't met by moans

- Hello to you too fucker. I'm going right to the thing, come to my house in like 2 hours. Take Liam with you.

- But he's not even with me? Zayn said confused

- Oh I thought.. well nevermind. Text him to come to my house then.

- Why can't you do it yours-

- Just do it you little fucker. Bye, I don't love you

And that was that. Now I just have to tell Harry that the other boys are coming over and come up with a reason why.
I walked down to the kitchen and found Harry setting the table, he didn't see me though as he was bending over the table. What a beautiful sight, I seriously think I'll still get turned on by that fucking ass even on my last day in life.

I walked up on him from behind as quiet as I could and hugged him. He wasn't prepared though so he dropped all he had in his hands down onto the table