My roommate walked in asking to borrow my lube so he could hook up with some chick from tinder.... it's literally 4 o'clock in the afternoon and everyone else is home.... guys this is what happens when you move out of your parents house and get roommates... ffs my lube! 

Also sorry for not updating frequently, I've been really focused on school. I actually have straight A's right now, and HA in uni thats a dream. so yeah. I'm also really uninspired for where the hell this story is gonna go so if you guys wanna suggest some stuff GO FOR IT!!! Message me or comment, it would help me a ton, these past few weeks have just been the dumps for me, idk why, I feel like everything is kinda closing in on me and weighing in my chest and tbh I really don't have that much to do. OH I CHANGED MY MAJOR!!! SO EXCITING HAHAHAHAHHA I am now officially a Digital Communication Arts major, it's literally just like it sounds and Im so excited to start classes next year ugh! but enough about me please enjoy the short chapter :/ :*

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Louis' report on Zayn's opinion of Liam was practically non existent. Of course Zayn hasn't really been able to say anything at all. Every time Louis brings up the topic Zayn goes quiet and blushes to the heavens, never actually says anything though. 

Louis' 100% sure that he's absolutely smitten. 

On Harry's end Liam is freaking the fuck out for no reason. His explanation is that Zayn is going to reject him, that's why he hasn't asked him out. Harry just sits there looking at his soon to be alpha of the pack with a look that clearly says, 'Are you fucking stupid?'.

So yeah, that's where they are with that.

"I'm about to stuff my ears with so much beeswax that they'll be clogged forever if I have to hear one more sappy comment from Liam about how Zayn's face is sculpted by DaVinci." Harry groans from where his face is stuffed into Louis' pillow. Louis' scent is the only thing keeping him calm enough not to go off and stuff Liam's mouth with cotton balls.

Louis looks at him from his place at his desk. "At least he's talking, Zayn won't say anything even though it's obvious he likes him." He throws his pen down on his desk, done with trying to study. He trudges over to his bed and lays straight on Harry's body. His face shoved between his shoulder blades.

Harry grunts, too tiered to deal with his friends slow love life. 

"Hey Harry? When am I going to meet your parents?" Louis asks into Harry's back. Harry grumbles something into the pillow. "Can't hear you." Louis giggles.

Harry twists his head to the side and angles his body so Louis slides off his back and next to him. He circles an arm around Louis' waist, burying his face into his mate's neck before replying.

"Whenever you want to, they already know about you, how bout we go tonight for dinner?" 

Louis nods into Harry's hair as a silent agreement. 

***

"Oh look at you! You're adorable!" Anne yells as soon as she spots Louis.

They've just arrived at Harry's house, they took a little nap at Louis' before getting ready.

Louis blushes at the woman's words, "thank you." He responds meekly. Harry chuckles.

Anne rushes over to give the boys hugs dragging them through the doors of the house and into the living room. She then rushes back to the kitchen, checking on her pot roast in the oven. 

"So my dear, tell me a little about yourself." Anne demands playfully when she takes a seat on the couch next to them. 

"Um, I moved from Doncaster at the beginning of summer, I like to read, and I'm always up for a cup a tea." Is what Louis replies, not really knowing what to say. 

"Oh? Why did you move?" Anne asks curiously.

"Mum," Harry whispers in warning, she shoots him a confused look, Louis squeezes his hand as a silent 'okay'.

"People weren't very nice to me there, so my mum thought it'd be good to have a fresh start." Louis says, he's getting over it slowly, not so scared to talk about it anymore. It happened and he can't change that.

"I'm sorry love, but everyone here is treating you well right?" She gives a pointed look to Harry, Louis giggles.

"Yeah it's great, made some friends in the pack, no one has said anything mean." 

Anne grins, "wonderful."

Soon they're joined by Harry's step-father, Robin, and Gemma, and are having a nice dinner of pot roast. 

"So Harry, Louis, when do you plan on mating?" Robin asks nonchalantly. Harry chokes on the piece of roast he's chewing and Louis is looking at Robin confused.

"I thought we already were mates?" 

Gemma giggles at Louis obliviousness. "You are, but you need to complete the mating."

Harry is looking at Gemma with daggers and Louis' just still confused. He looks to Harry.

"There's more to it?" He asks. 

Harry flushes in embarrassment, he really didn't want to bring this up with Louis until Louis was one hundred percent comfortable around him. And until they were farther in their relationship. Don't get him wrong, he's literally been thinking about it since he met Louis. 

"Um... W-Well yeah," Harry sighs, "I kinda have to bite you, um, and..." He trails off, dragging a hand down his face. 

"And what?" Damn, Louis is a persistent little shit.

"You gotta do the do hun, with your twigs and berries." Gemma chuckles. Harry doesn't know why his parents haven't stepped in. They just look eager to know. 

Louis' speechless. All he gets out is a small measly "Oh," before his entire face feels like it burns. He looks to Harry, as if he has all the answers. 

"For fucks sake." Harry groans.