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louiswilliam28 · 4 days ago

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Six months in.

Genre: Fluff

You nervously bounced your leg up and down as you checked your flight tracker for what felt like the thousandth time. You were flying out to LA to spend the weekend with Louis and couldn’t be more excited, and somewhat anxious about it.

You looked down at your outfit, leopard print jeans, and a plain black t-shirt. You had on the Adidas gazelles Louis had bought you for your birthday, and some silver jewelry you had lying around your room.

You had bought the in-flight wifi, but still couldn’t get it to work well, and knowing Louis had to be worried about you becoming suddenly non-responsive only made you more anxious.

As your flight made its rough landing, you held the back of the seat in front of you for balance. You always hated that part of flying, the most.

You waited to hear the seatbelt sign chime before turning your phone back off of airplane mode, it only took a few seconds to get numerous texts from your boyfriend who was just as excited as you were.

Lou 🩵: Can’t wait to see you love!

Lou 🩵: Oi! Did you fall asleep?

Lou 🩵: I miss you and can’t wait for you to land.

Lou 🩵: Fucking plane wifi again? 🙄

You giggled at the last text, almost hearing it in Louis voice. You noticed the lingering message bubbles appear as if he had been waiting to see when his messages would be delivered.

Lou🩵: I know you told me you would just Uber, but what kind of boyfriend would make you Uber to their place? So, I’m out front.

You worried about his last text, hoping and silently praying to yourself that he wouldn’t get recognized while he waited for you. You sent him a quick message as your flight started to empty out, letting him know you were headed to him.

You hurriedly gathered your belongings, throwing your purse over your shoulder and wheeling your Beis travel bag through the airport. You always made it a goal to make sure you didn’t arrive empty-handed and as much as Louis pretended to loathe it, he found it endearing and sweet of you.

You walked over to the flower vending machine, knowing all too well how your boyfriend not so subtly loved a bouquet. You took a minute or so to ponder over the selection before selecting a pair of blue hydrangeas, that damn near matched the color of Louis eyes.

With the flowers in your hand and bags in tow, you exited the airport and scanned the parking lot. You noticed your boyfriend’s white Range Rover almost immediately and jogged over to it. He opened the trunk as soon as he laid eyes on you, you knew he wanted nothing more than to get out to greet you but the airport was busier than you had expected.

“Hi baby” you drew out the words as he eyed you from his rearview mirror. His eyes dead set on yours as the corner of his bright blue eyes wrinkled with enthusiasm.

“Get over here love!” He chuckled, his laugh genuine with excitement. You realized he had a hat on, covering his hair but anyone who knew Louis would’ve still spotted him immediately. You chose not to burst his bubble, quickly rushing to the passenger side of the car to get in and place a kiss on his lips.

You set the flowers in your lap as your hands caressed his face. The smell of his cologne and aftershave was intoxicating and you wanted nothing more than to hurry to his place to be engulfed in it.

“Somebody must’ve missed me” he spoke matter of factly, a blush coming over his cheeks as you finally pulled away to give you both some air.

“Only every day and all the time” You playfully rolled your eyes, sitting yourself back down in your seat. The wrapping on the flowers betrayed you with a loud crinkle noise. It was only then that Louis laid eyes on them.

“For me?”

“Of course babe.”

The blush on his cheeks got more intense as he put the car in drive. The two of you had only been dating for six months but you knew him fairly well, and he wasn’t too afraid to admit that he loved that.

“I couldn’t show up empty-handed to our anniversary weekend” you teased, as you put your seatbelt on, your hand resting on his thigh as he drove.

You weren’t even sure if Louis was aware of your “anniversary” as it wasn’t something either one of you had mentioned but when you said those words he didn’t appear to be surprised.

The drive to Louis place went by quickly, the two of you talked about your flight, what you wanted for lunch, and just about everything else in between. You liked staying at Louis place, it was spacious and cozy and he always made sure to make you feel at ease.

Louis grabbed your purse and then your suitcase from the trunk, allowing you to only carry in the flowers you had bought for him.

“I can help ya know? You don’t have to be Mr. Muscles about everything. ” You teased earning a playful click of the tongue from your boyfriend as he unlocked his door with a passcode.

You followed Louis inside and immediately saw a small black bag with pink tissue paper and a heart-shaped balloon tied to it on his white marbled kitchen countertop. He placed your bags down, taking the flowers from you and placing them

in the one vase he had stashed away under his sink. He was smiling cheekily at you ear to ear, placing the vase on his kitchen table before walking back over to you.

“I remembered our anniversary too. You sneaky little fucker” he let out a genuine giggle, as he wrapped his arms around you from behind, swaying the both of you back and forth.

“I didn’t think you would” you admitted staring at the small gift bag in front of you. Your eyes stung as they threatened to prick with tears.

“Yeah, you were testing me weren’t ya?” He peppered your face in small kisses, seeing you get emotional was tugging at his heart.

“Go on then!” He hopped up on the countertop beside you, to watch your face as you placed the tissue paper on the counter. He had put a lot of effort into whatever it was which made you want to cry even more.

Once you removed all of the tissue paper from the bag you were met with a small red box, your heart was practically doing backflips as you swallowed the dry lump in your throat.

Louis started to get nervous, unable to read the reaction on your face. “Now if you don’t love it, that’s okay! We can exchange it for something you do love.”

You ignored him, knowing you’d love whatever it was he decided to gift you. You opened the box to reveal a single silver Cartier bracelet, and his eyes didn’t leave you as he waited for a reaction.

“Baby, this is so sweet of you. I love it!” You looked up at Louis who was still sitting on the counter beside you. His eyes sparkled like a child on Christmas morning, he loved gifting you things because you never expected them and he knew you were appreciative of even the little things.

“Yeah? You swear?” He nervously chewed at his bottom lip as he hopped off the counter and embraced you. You sniffled into his chest as he hugged you tight.

“If you’re crying now wait until we go into the bedroom.”

You looked up at him, stifling a giggle as you put your bracelet on. “Now Tommo, what in the hell does that mean?”

Louis let out a snort, uncontrollably laughing when he realized how his statement sounded grabbing you by the hand and practically dragging you to the bedroom with him.

He had set out snacks, your favorite drinks, fresh clean blankets, and tons of pillows on his bed for the two of you. You noticed he had put one of his shirts out for you to wear as well.

“I kind of thought we could order a pizza and have a movie night. I just miss cuddling you love” he was always forthcoming with his feelings which was refreshing for you.

“You’re seriously so cute” you giggled, wrapping your arms around his waist. He wasted no time picking you up and carrying you to the bed.

“Cute? Just cute?” He teased as he lightly plopped you down on the bed, tickling your sides with his fingertips to make you giggle.

“Sexy, handsome, beautiful too” You knew the last statement would make him blush as it always did.

“So are we thinking of a romcom or something else?” He changed the subject as he started to scroll through movies. He always suggested romantic comedy first, his favorite genre.

“We haven’t watched the vow together! We could watch that one” You pointed to the movie featuring Rachel McAdams and Channing Tatum on his giant TV screen.

“Is that the movie where she rolls the window up when he breaks wind?” The question itself was funny but Louis was being deathly serious about his question, wearing nothing but a look of disgust.

“Because she loves him so much that she wants to smell them? Yeah!” You giggled knowing he was still utterly grossed out, his nose wrinkled with disgust.

“That’s so sick!” He laughed again, feeling genuinely at peace now with you by his side and in his bed. “I’ve never met anyone who would do that in real life!”

“Bring back real lovers!” You protested with your fist in the air, earning another deep shaky laugh from Louis.

“Gross! That’s just insane really!” The look of disgust mixed with his accent made your stomach do flips, the dumb yet playful conversations always made him overly passionate.

“Note to self, do not roll the windows up when he farts.” You purposefully mumbled loud enough for him to hear knowing he would break out into a fit of giggles at the thought.

“Baby!” He covered his face in embarrassment only to realize a moment later that you might have accidentally hinted toward something.

You realized you may have said too much, and hoped he hadn’t given it a second thought.

••••

When the pizza came and the movie had just begun, Louis was unusually quiet. He couldn’t stop thinking of the silly conversation you had earlier, wondering if he was only overthinking it.

You had quickly changed into his shirt and a pair of socks to get cozy in bed. Louis changed into some comfy clothes as well.

You noticed he was picking at his food, ripping the pepperonis off, and eating them instead of just taking a bite of his pizza.

“Did I say something wrong?” Your voice came out more quiet and timid than anticipated.

Louis snapped out of his thoughts, accessing the look on your face as he scanned over your big glossy emotion-filled eyes.

“No! I’m just in my head.” He placed his plate on the bedside table beside him, motioning with his hands for you to cuddle into him.

You handed him your plate, pulling the blankets over the both of you as you crawled into his chest. He was warm for once, normally he was the one who was cold to the touch.

He let out a sigh, and it worried you, wondering where this shift came from.

“Is this because you’re wondering if I- if I love you?” You knew it was better to be direct with him.

A small nervous squeak erupted from his throat before he could answer you.

You sat up beside him, looking over at him as he shifted in bed to sit up too.

“More like I’m hoping that you do love me because I really love you too.” Louis practically said that full sentence mashed together as his nerves got the better of him.

“I do love you! I love you so much!” You were excited to finally shout it out, knowing you had felt this way for a while.

Louis was ecstatic as he took you into his arms, and planted a sloppy passionate kiss to your lips.

“This is the best anniversary yet” he mumbled between breaths.

#fic rec #mine!

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louiswilliam28 · 4 days ago

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Birthday Jet Lag.

Genre: Fluff

A/N: I apologize for the delay, I got major writers block with this one.

Louis shuffled around in bed, the jet lag was unfortunately winning and he couldn’t get his sleep schedule to cooperate.

You on the other hand had been up for hours, quietly scrolling on your iPad with your AirPods in when you finally noticed he had opened one sleepy eye to peer up at you.

His hair was a mess, the navy blue floral duvet was up to his ears and he would hate it if you said it out loud but he looked rather adorable.

“Morning bubby” you spoke quietly knowing he was only half awake.

“Morning love” his voice was rough and scratchy, and you knew by the sound of it that he was going to fall back asleep in no time.

You placed your iPad down on the bedside table, taking your headphones out as you scrunched back down into the bed to lay closer to him.

“How long have you been up?” His words were slurred, and his eyes closed as you lightly massaged his scalp with your nails.

“About an hour” you lied, knowing he’d feel bad if he knew it had really been three. You had spent that time planning the finishing touches on his birthday surprise with Lottie and his other younger sisters so you weren’t complaining about his absence.

“You’re not handling the time change very well baby, are you?”

He scoffed at your reporting the obvious, raising his eyebrows in response, keeping his eyes shut tightly.

“Resisting the urge to be a smart ass? Woah! You really are exhausted!” You teased knowing he’d get a chuckle out of that.

Louis let out a soft laugh knowing you were right. He hadn’t been home in over two months, spending a ton of his time in California before heading home to Donny for the holidays.

“Can I go back to bed or do we have plans today? I can’t remember” he groaned, shuffling around in bed with a shiver. He was always freezing even when you were practically sweating.

“We have dinner tonight with your sisters but that’s not for another few hours” you giggled to yourself knowing he hadn’t waited for you to answer as a small snore erupted from him.

••••

Dinner had come and went with Louis siblings, it was always a fun time plus Lottie was an amazing cook so no complaints there. You came from a small family so it was always nice to be around them, and they were of course very welcoming.

Once Louis fell asleep you, Lottie, Daisy, and Phoebe decorated the living room with red and gold balloons, a black and white birthday banner, and some gold confetti spread across the table.

Lottie had hidden his custom birthday cake in the fridge you had in the garage, knowing he wouldn’t look in there. You had ordered him a Formula 1 cake, knowing he’d geek out about it brought a smile to your face.

You had a day full of surprises for him and without his sisters there was no way you’d be able to pull anything off, so you made sure to profusely thank them before they left for the night.

••••

The next day was Christmas Eve, but most importantly it was Louis birthday. He never made a fuss about it, his birthday always being understandably overshadowed by the holidays but this year was much different and you wanted his day to be the focus.

You had a chef come around eight in the morning to prepare breakfast, knowing you’d be able to nudge him awake around nine or so.

Louis mumbled something inaudible under his breath as you shook him awake.

“You can’t be grumpy on your birthday baby” you giggled as he let a smirk wash across his face. You had crawled on top of him, lying gently on his chest as you watched his pretty blue eyes flutter open.

“I’d argue that’s the one day I get to be grumpy!” He threw his hands up in protest before stretching in bed, you knew he was only joking by the smirk on his face.

“Happy birthday handsome” you peppered his face in kisses, counting to thirty-three for dramatic effects.

“Actually, Merry Christmas Eve” he mumbled back making you giggle.

Just then you heard a clanking sound coming from the kitchen and Louis practically jumped out of his skin, defensively squeezing your thigh.

“Easy tiger!” You giggled as you sat up, still straddling his hips. “I have a surprise for you in the kitchen.”

It didn’t take long for him to get up and follow you into the living room, his eyes wide as he saw the decorations both you and his sisters had set up.

“When did you do all of this?”

“When you were snoring last night.” You tickled his side before continuing “I can’t take all the credit, your sisters helped me.”

“You’re so cute love” he smiled, awkwardly waving to the chef in the kitchen. “This means a lot to me” he confessed a glint in his eyes.

“I just wanted today to be about you and only you for a change. Plus if you’re happy about this wait for your cake.” You leaned over to kiss his cheek, before lightly fixing his unruly hair.

A giant smile spread across his face knowing you probably had several tricks up your sleeve for the remainder of the day.

#fic rec #mine!

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