#larryfanfic

"I've done both I think the tag is more believable, but the wrapping is more fun for the kids, so it doesn't matter. Does Maddie still believe in Father Christmas?"

"She's questioning it but so far she believes it still. Mostly because everything she's asked for from Father Christmas has actually shown up here and not at her mothers. She's asked when she was younger if I was Father Christmas, I thought she was too young to not have that magic still, so I told her no. If she asks again, I'll probably tell her the truth away from Freddie. She's old enough to understand, I think. I didn't believe obviously so being able to give that to her is great."

"I couldn't imagine a Christmas as a kid without it." Louis said shaking his head.

"Our gifts were usually secondhand clothes, shoes, a nice new coat, or a few more extra food items. My first Christmas with a ton of presents was an eye opener."

"Is that why you don't have a limit for gifts?"

"Kind of and also because it's Christmas. The more things they get the more they give away which means the more we can donate. If Maddie gets two of something she donates one or she give two toys away instead of one. Her birthday she has like three to five gifts from me but Christmas she doesn't get limit. I understand why a lot of families do limit though, but I just never did it. The one time a year I can spoil her rotten? Hell yeah I'm doing it."

"Anything else we need to do for the holidays?" Louis asked shifting to lay his head on Harry's lap.

"No but we do have a check list of things we need to do for the wedding."

"Hit me with it."

"Prepare photo and video list?"

"Done and sent to the photographer."

"Finalize details with vendors?"

"Done copy of the email exchange was forwarded to you two days ago."

"Is that a jab?" Harry asked looking over at hit from his checklist on his planner specifically for the wedding.

"No of course not. Continue." Harry pinched his nipple but turned back to his planner with a huff.

"Rehearsal dinner invites/texts?"

"Done. We have a group chat for that."

"Two jabs. Final fitting?"

"I have had mine and your appointment is next week. It's in our shared calendar." Harry gave him a look but otherwise didn't comment.

"Seating chart? Are we doing that?"

"It's just family and close friends I don't think we need to."

"Marriage license?"

"We have it."

"Pick up wedding rings?"

"First week of January."

"Then that's it. For now." Harry said flipping his planner closed and setting it and the pen on the end table by the sofa.

"Thank God. We're having a bachelor party together, right?" Louis asked laying his head back against the cushion.

"Yes. Me, you, and our friends. I heard Zayn mention strippers but I'm pretty sure it's for them."

Louis shook his head already knowing Zayn and Liam were planning on getting strippers just for the hell of it.

"I'll strip for you." Harry said turning to him with a grin and an eyebrow wiggle

"One track mind. Do you even have stripping attire? I'm pretty sure I'd have seen it by now."

"Attire?! I don't know if I find this teacher talk sexy or not."

"You're wrong on so many levels Harold. My point remains I'm pretty sure I'd have seen some sort of outfit in the drawers by now if you had anything remotely sexy."

"I keep it well hidden I'll have you know. Give me five minutes and I'll put on some fishnet and leather."

"I prefer my strippers with lace actually."

"I have lace."

"I don't think that's what my mother meant when she said for us to finish any last-minute things we need to do while she took Freddie for the night."

"We're almost newlyweds surely she knows where the night will end up at with no kids in the house." Louis rolled his eyes grinning as he pushed himself to a sitting position, "Besides who wouldn't want all of this." Harry said waving his hand down himself making Louis laugh.

"Me now that you've done that. How much longer on my food mister?"

"I'll go check it." Harry groaned as he pushed himself to stand then head into the kitchen. Louis heard Harry move around in the other room and the smell had him standing to follow him only a few minutes later.

"It smells amazing, and I hope you're going to tell me it's ready to eat."

"More or less just needs a few finishing touches." He walked up behind Harry and wrapped his arms around his waist as he looked over his shoulder staring down at the delicious looking chicken that Harry was topping with something green.

"What are you topping it with?"

"Basil you uncultured swine."

"You know I could say so many mean and hurtful things to you, but I won't because I'm nice."

"Coming from someone who called a teacher an uneducated 'yes man' puppet...two days ago."

"He deserved it." Harry hummed amused as he turned to face Louis, "You're lucky you're cute."

"Only cute?"

"Sometimes you're rather dashing...but at the moment cute works." Harry grinned as he leaned in brushed his nose with Louis' before brushing their lips together.

"Sometimes I look at you I realize we only met three months ago, and it honestly shocks me."

"It's only been three months? No...it's been longer than that." Louis was sure that it has been longer than three months as he pulled away from Harry to do his own math, but he kept getting to the same number, "That's crazy." Louis said shocked that it has only been three months of knowing Harry.

"I know. I'm glad I'm not the only one that is completely floored by the revelation."

"I'd have used realization in that sentence."

"Well I used revelation it's the same thing Lewis."

"It is not Harold. Realization and Revelation are different. Realization is the act of figuring out or becoming aware while Revelation is the act or revealing or disclosing."

"Yes and I revealed to you that it was only three months."

"That is not- we're not doing this Harry." Louis said shaking his head, "I'm not arguing with someone who still writes like my son." Harry's jaw dropped before he laughed

"Emotional Abuse is a real thing Lewis."

"It's about to Physical if you keep it up." Louis said grinning as he leaned in to press a quick kiss to Harry's cheek. Harry scrunched his face at him before he leaned over and pressed a kiss against his lips.

"Anyway tonight is our last night alone together for quite sometime why not enjoy it with some wine and a movie and maybe I'll put on my lace afterwards. If you're nice to me." Louis grinned hitting Harry with the closest thing near him which happened to be a paper towel roll.

"I'll get you some plates." Louis stepped over to the cabinets and pulled down two large plates handing them over to Harry then he grabbed silverware and wine glasses as he asked, "So does this dish have a ridiculous name that is definitely made up or did you not name it?"

"It in fact does have a name it's called Marry Me Chicken."

"That is definitely made up."

"It is not. Google it."

"Oh, I will. I will google this recipe while you're stripping for me in your lace later."

"No phones allowed when I'm performing, I'm afraid."

"What a shame. I was going to record you too." Harry laughed as he threw a piece of potato at him that Louis expertly dodge.

"Come on let's go watch a movie grab the wine, will you?" Louis grabbed the wine that was on the counter then followed Harry to the basement where the larger TV was for game nights with the boys and movie night. The sofa down here was extra comfy as well with dozens of places to put a drink and plates at.

"What do we want to watch?"

"Anything except romance please. One more romantic holiday movie and I'm actually going to throw myself off the roof."

"So....Gremlins?"

"Gremlins?"

"You said not a romance and it's a classic."

"Fine, but only because I want to know why you consider this a Christmas classic."

"I have a very compelling argument that will convince you of it being a holiday classic by the end of the movie. Just wait and see."

Louis settled on the couch as Harry got the movie started then he settled in beside him. He pulled Louis' feet into his lap and made his legs into a table as the movie started.

"Alright first argument it's Christmas time-"

"Very observant Harold."

"Keep it up and we're having sex until that attitude is gone. Food be damned."

****

"So?" Harry asking two hours later as Louis finished laughing

"You've convinced me. Unfortunately."

"Told you I would." Louis shook his head as he grabbed their plates and empty wine glasses, "I can do that."

"So can I. Stay I'll only be a minute."

"Fine, but only because I'm too comfortable to protest." Louis headed up the stairs to the kitchen and made sure to put all the dishes into the dish washer after putting away what was left of the dinner. Once the dishwasher was started, he headed back down to find Harry laid out on the couch clicking through their options, so he made himself comfortable on top of Harry, laying his head on Harry's chest.

"What are you looking for?"

"Nothing in particular. I'm not tired at the moment, are you?"

"Not yet, how about we move this cuddle session to the bedroom and just relax in bed though."

"That means I have to get up though."

"I'll be naked."

"I am suddenly very motivated."

Louis laughed as he stood up and helped Harry off the couch. They turned everything off and double checked the locks as they went, the dogs following them straight up the stairs and to the bedroom. Bear laid on the loveseat in the bedroom while Gizmo tried to lay on the bed straight away which Louis stopped. They were allowed on the bed once he was asleep, no sooner.

"Sorry Gizzy." Harry whispered to the Great Dane as they undressed and climbed under the covers, "You're so mean to the poor thing."

"The poor can damn well wait for me to fall asleep before he plasters himself to my body." Louis grumbled as he cuddled into Harry's warm body, "Now put something on and hold me."

"Come here." Harry held him close as he put on a random show and turned the volume down. Harry snuggled down into the blankets and rubbed his hands over his body until they settled one around his shoulders and the other holding his ass.

"Seriously?"

"Hey, you knew what you were getting when you suggested naked cuddling. I get to hold the cheek without complaint. It's in the vows." Louis huffed as he snuggled in deeper breathing in his scent, "Comfy?"

"mmm."

"Warm?"

"Mmm."

"Sex?"

"No."

"It was worth a shot." Harry said chuckling as he kissed his forehead, "I've got you. Go to sleep."

"You're just so warm. I can't help myself."

"I'm glad I could be here as your heater. No where else I'd rather be."

********

Harry was woken up in the pitch-black room by a loud annoying buzzing coming from his bedside table. Groaning Harry reached out and answered the call praying that it wasn't the hospital.

"Hello?" Harry asked quietly as he rolled out of bed so he didn't wake Louis.

"Harry? Oh I'm sorry for calling. It's just Freddie had a bad dream and is demanding to go home so I compromised and asked if a phone call would work instead. Do you mind?"

"What? Oh no of course not. Put him on the phone I'll see what I can do." Harry headed to the closet as he heard Jay mumbling on the other line.

"Daddy Harry?"

"Hey kiddo. What's the matter?"

"I wanna come home."

"Yeah? Okay. Tell me what's wrong first won't you?"

"I had a bad dream and I just want to come home...Nana says she can't take me home right now, but can you come and get me? Please Daddy."

"Of course, I can baby. Put Nana on the phone okay?"

"Okay."

"I'm sure he'll fall back to sleep in no time don't worry about it Harry. Not my first bad dream I had to take care of." Jay said and Harry didn't doubt that she definitely had it covered, but Freddie had asked to come home and even if the hour and a half drive came out to be a waste Harry was still going to do it.

"It's not a problem Jay. I told Freddie I would come and get him no matter the time of night no matter the drive if he ever wanted to come home. I'll just slip my shoes on and I'll be on my way to get him."

"Oh, it's really not worth the drive Harry. I'm sure once we end the call he'll be asleep within minutes." Harry hesitated as he was pulling a pair of socks on but took a relaxing breath and continued on with his plan.

"I know you can take care of him and bad dreams without a problem, but Freddie is asking to come home which means he is clearly not uncomfortable at the moment there and even if the drive ends up with him staying there with you until morning, I will feel more comfortable coming and giving him the option. Freddie is expressing the want to leave and come home where he is more comfortable and as his parent it's my responsibility to do just that. So I am going to come to get him, tell him I'm on my way there and I'll be there in less than two hours." Harry ended the call quickly then left the closet and looked at Louis still fast asleep in bed. He walked over to the bedside table and hesitated. He wanted to just write a quick note to Louis, but Louis had already told him if it regarded the kids he wanted to be woken up. He stood there for a moment before he sighed and walked to Louis' side of the bed.

"Louis." Harry gently woke him with a light shake to his shoulder.

"What? You don't work go back to sleep." Louis grumbled, "Where are you going at...three in the morning? Your side piece's house? This is where it begins? It's not even a year in yet you home wrecker."

"If I was trying to sneak out I wouldn't have woken you up silly. Your mom called. Freddie had a bad dream and he wants to come home so I'm going to go get him." That woke him up far faster than breakfast in bed did which Harry was honestly a little surprised at. Louis was suddenly sitting up and rubbing the sleep from his face.

"What?"

"Freddie wants to come home after a bad dream."

"Okay...yeah...alright let's uh- let me find my shoes and-"

"You can stay here."

"No I'm coming with you." Harry grabbed Louis' slipper by the bed and handed them to him then also grabbed a pair of joggers and a sweater, "Thanks."

"I'll get the car ready." Giving Louis a quick kiss to his forehead Harry turned and left the bedroom with the keys in his hand.

It was less than ten minutes later when they were on the road to Louis' mothers. Louis had Freddie's favorite blanket, pillow, and Patches in the backseat with the heat on so they were warm. He also had a blanket for himself as he rode in the passenger seat on the phone with his mother who had called him a few minutes ago.

"No mom it doesn't matter he is asking to come home, so we are coming to pick him up- No- No mom I- I know he has had nightmares over there before, but he has never asked to come home before- NO- Okay you know what I'm ending this call. No I love you mom but this is a boundary I have had with my child for as long as he left my house. I told you multiple times if he ever wanted to come home I would get him no matter what. I love - Put Freddie on the phone. Hey squirt...yeah baby we're on our way...okay kid love you buh-bye sweetie." Louis ended the called with a deep breath then he promptly silenced it and looked at him, "I love her, I do and she is an amazing mother and grandmother but that woman I swear sometimes-"

"Don't. It's just a new parenting boundary that grandparents just don't understand. It's new and it's affecting her for the first time. She's bound to try to push the boundary."

"I know but why can't she just accept it. I remember asking to go home during sleepovers and when she didn't get me I felt so uncomfortable for the rest of the night and I could never fall back to sleep."

"She'll learn. The first time is always hard, but if he ever asks again it'll be easier you'll see."