Safe [punk l.t.]

Chapter 50

Louis' P.O.V

Bacon.

The smell exhilarated my senses as I tore back the covers and jogged down the stairs. I felt overly excited today, if might have been the food that foreshadowed a perfect day.

"Good morning my love," I sang once my feet met the hardwood leading into the kitchen.

I strolled over to Jess and wrapped my arm around her neck to give her a peck on the cheek. I rolled my eyes when she let out a frustrated grumble as she was distracted from her cooking.

"Can you get out two plates for our breakfast please?" Jess requested.

I retrieved the dishes from the cabinet and placed them on the counter as she transfered bacon and eggs from the skillet to the china.

"This smells incredible, babe," I complimented wanting to devour my whole plate in one bite.

"Hopefully it will taste incredible too," she hummed, shoveling egg into her mouth.

"Are you doubting your cooking abilities?" I asked her. "Because you're amazing at it."

"Thanks Louis," she beamed at me.

We finished breakfast and I helped her wash dishes, returning them to their homes in our cupboards. Just as I was going to lounge on the couch, my phone rang from upstairs. It was Harry.

"Hey Lou! How's everything in the cottage?"

"Wonderful Harry, thanks for checking up on us," I spoke into the phone as Jess walked into our bedroom.

"How are things with Jess?"

"Why don't you ask her? She's right here. I'll put her on," I chuckled and handed Jess the phone, mouthing who it was.

"Hello Harry!" She practically squealed into the phone. "I know it's only been a week but I feel like I haven't seen you in months."

I decided to get dressed as they carried on with their conversation.

"It's lovely, it's really cozy here," I heard her say in response to Harry's question, probably about the house.

I put on a plain black tee and jeans, dragging my feet across the soft carpet as I went to go shave the stubble that was starting to form. I knew Jess liked me clean shaven.

"What?" She screeched from the bedroom.

Silence.

"Harry you pervert!" She gasped. "That's a personal question!"

I stuck my head out from the bathroom, raising a questioning eyebrow at Jess. She huffed and covered the mouthpiece before speaking.

"Harry's asking about our sex life," she groaned.

"Just tell him the truth then," I smirked, continuing to run the blade over the annoying hairs. "That it's f.ucking fantastic."

Jess laughed before uncovering the mouthpiece. "Okay Harold, you asked for it so I'll give you the honest truth. Louis has been...ROCKING THIS PUSSY!"

I heard her scream and Harry cackling before she ended the call immediately after. I accidently choked on water as I laughed, splashing it on my freshly shaven face.

"And this is one of the many reasons why I love you," I smiled at her as I pressed a small kiss to her lips.

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We decided on going into town to actually enjoy the scenery and adapt now that we didn't have to worry about people trying to hunt us down.

Walking hand in hand into a small pub, we ordered fish and chips to try for the first time.