[Harry]

It's been three weeks since I found out about Louis. Three whole weeks since the truth is out. Three fucking weeks since he said 'I love you' to me!

Oof!

Since that day, we have become almost inseparable. We just can't stop smiling at each other for no apparent reason, can't keep our hands to ourselves and can't keep down the random kisses.

For the first week, Louis would stay at my house as my parents weren't home. We would watch movies, cuddle, make cookies or muffins or cup cakes (which would end up in a food first), cook dinner together and fall asleep in each other's arms at night. Louis had to dress up as William at school because the others didn't knew about him being Louis and he didn't want Mark to know the plan was over.

When my parents came back, they gave me a lecture on how I shouldn't trust William. I simply said 'we had a little fight and don't talk anymore' which seemed to work as they were relieved by the information, but that didn't stop them from trying to find out why William lied. They still have no clue though. What can I say? My boyfriend is a smart ass, even if he's sometimes he's a bit dumb.

So, the second week mostly consisted of outdoor dates. A lots and lots of dates. Considering my parents were home, Louis and I had to meet outside. And Louis wouldn't want it to be a hangout since we are boyfriends and "Boyfriends go on dates, not hangout." As he would say. He would either take me to a fancy ass restaurants or simply to a park to lay on the grass or even our cliff where he kissed me as Louis for the first time.

One night, when we were at the cliff, on his Lamborghini's roof, looking up at the stars, Louis suddenly spoke, "I want to teach you how to use a gun." I sat up straight with a questioning look. "I want you to be ready if Mark ever decides to hurt you." He answered my unspoken question.

So the third week consisted of him teaching me how to use a gun. We trained at the cliff with some glass bottles. In the beginning, I would jump at the ear-piercing sound everytime I'd fire a shot. Louis taught me how to concentrate not on the firing, but the target. We were having a very serious training as Louis stood behind me and adjusted my hands for a better aim. That was until he snaked his arms around my waist and started kissing my neck resulting in me dropping the gun. He slapped my bum harshly before saying, "Pick it up. It's a part of the training. Concentration test." My eyes went wide but I nodded excitedly.

By the time I passed the 'concentration test', I was shirtless with my personal gun in Louis' mouth. I had my eyes wide and a smirk on my face because I hit the target despite of all the distraction."Bull's eye!" I said as he continued to suck me off.

Now I'm lying in my bed, thinking about these three weeks with Louis. It has been really romantic and amazing. No worries, no lies. Only smiles, laughs, kisses, 'I love you's, snogging, hand jobs, blow jobs, rim jobs and dry humpings. We haven't had sex yet though. When I asked him, he said he wants our first time and my first time to be special.

Sure, I had friends with benefits before, but those benefits consisted of giving a hand or a head or me topping them. I never let random fuck buddies take my virginity. Please I've got some dignity.

Louis never talks about what's happening between him and Mark or about the 'plan' anymore, but he promised me that soon I'll be meeting Gemma. Though, I have no idea when 'soon' is.

I find your lips so kissable
And your kiss unmissable
Your fingertips so touchable
And your eyes-

I answer my ringing phone with a huge grin plastered on my face, already knowing it's Louis as I've set that ringtone specially for him.

"Freckles!" I squeal in the phone. That was so girly, but I don't care anymore. Louis knows I can get weird at time and he doesn't mind. So why should I worry?

"Dimples! Sup?" He says, cheerfully.

"Daddy, I'm bored." I pout and I hear some girls giggling on the other line. "Who's that?!" I ask, bewildered and embarrassed.

"You call him Daddy? Oh my god!" A girl laughs. "Shut up, Fizz." Comes another girly voice. "But Lottie- Daddy!" The girl, fizz, laughs more. "Shut up both of you and get out of my room." Louis scolds, but in a playful tone.

"Hey, Lou! It's okay. Let them stay." I say and I hear Fizz yell a 'yay!'.

"Hey, Harry. I'm Félicité Tomlinson but you can call me Fizz. And I'm Louis' favourite sibling, his angel." Fizz gushes excitedly.

"Hi, Fizz! So nice to hear you. And I'm Harry Styles, you can call me Haz, Hazza or whatever you want. And I'm Louis' favourite boyfriend, his Dimples." I tell her as excitedly.

"Well, I'm gonna call you Hazzabear. And I'm pretty sure you are his only boyfriend, so he has no other option than to favourite you. And do you have dimples? That would explain the nickname-" she's cut off by Lottie before she could complete the sentence.

"Yes. He has dimples and that's so cute. He's a total cutie Fizz. I swear if he wasn't taken by Lou, then he w-"

"But he's taken by me. He's mine. So shut up, Lots." Louis interrupts Lottie and I find myself blushing at his words.

We just joke and laugh for an hour or so before a manly voice interrupts us, making me shut up.

"What's so funny? What are you guys doing?" Mark asks.

"We were just talking to Lou, Dad. Been a long while we haven't seen him around." Fizz lies.

"Oh, well. He's been busy, honey. That reminds me.. How's the plan going, Louis?" He asks making my heart drop.

"Uh..good. He's falling for it." Louis responds.

"Is he falling for you? I want him to trust you. Blindly." Mark says.

"He does, dad. He does."

That's true...

"Good. Proud of you, son." Mark says, followed by a slam of a door.

I still stay quiet.

"What the fuck, Louis! If you hurt the kid, I'll chop off your dick." Lottie threatens. "And I'll assist her." Fizz adds.

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