Louis POV

"My back hurts like a bitch, you bitch."

"You are such a sweetheart in the mornings, Louis Tomlinson."

"Fuck off, Harold. It's your fault that I can't fucking move because you decided to jump my fucking bones and fuck me against your fucking wall instead of waiting for me to at least close the fucking door when I came into your fucking flat."

"Don't pretend that you didn't love it. You came so hard, baby, so I don't really believe the little act you're putting on."

"Fuck off."

Instead of an answer, I feel warm fingers wrapping themselves around my ankles, pulling my limp body from under the covers to the edge of the bed. Blinking my eyes open, I am met with the view of Harry, dressed in sweats and a loose T-Shirt, with a cute little bun on his head.
"Good morning, beautiful."

I blush, sitting up and rubbing my eyes in order to fully wake up.
"Morning, Haz."

He smiles softly, bending down to peck my lips before he turns around and leaves the bedroom. "Don't move, I got something for you!"

I groan, flopping back down onto the bed, nuzzling my nose in the fabric of Harry's sweater I now adapted as my pyjama.

A moment later Harry is back, holding a tray in his hands which he carefully sets down next to me before climbing onto the bed and manhandling me to sit in his lap.

On the tray is a bottle of champagne, fruits, red roses and a little Cartier bag. One eyebrow raised, I look up at the curly haired man, but he just grins back. "Go on, open it."

"Harry, I said no more presents," I sigh, but still extend my hand to grab the jewelry bag. I carefully set it down in my lap and open it, pulling out two little boxes.

"It's nothing much, honestly. Saw them and thought of you", he murmurs against my neck, kissing the skin softly and hooking his chin over my shoulder in order to peer over it.

Opening the first box, I am met with a beautiful golden bracelet, one of the original Cartier bracelets. In the other box I find another bracelet, this one in the shape of a nail. Very simple, but seeing both bracelets laid on the soft mattress makes me feel lightheaded just thinking about how much money they are worth.
But knowing Harry, there is no point in fighting him on gifting me them.

"They're beautiful", I whisper, looking up at the man holding me in his arms. "Thank you so much."

Harry smiles gently, bending down to capture my lips in a long kiss. "Let me put them on. I bet they look even better worn by the prettiest boy on earth."

I roll my eyes, but still let him fasten the bracelets on my left arm.
"What did I do to deserve this?"

"You were just you."

I pull him in for another kiss, pecking his lips once, twice, before turning around again to eat some of the fruits. "So, that's our breakfast for today?"

"Nope." He shakes his head. "Since you told me you don't have to go to Uni today, I thought we could spend the whole day together. So, first we go and get some breakfast, then we go shopping and do whatever you want and tonight, we are going out. And I'm talking about a really nice dinner at some fancy restaurant. What do you think?"

"What... what do I think?" I huff, shaking my head, disbelief probably written all over my face.

"I want today to be all about you, Louis. I want to buy you everything you want, I want to take you out, I want to show you places you've never been to before. Please let me do that", Harry whispers, eyes hopeful and how could you say no to such a face?

So with another incredulous sigh, I give in, promising myself to not let him spend too much money on me today.
Little did I know what Harry had in store for me...