(A/N: Guys my new Larry book 'MONEY' is out now! It's already completed, so I will be posting all of the parts very very soon. Please go check it out! It's on my profile.)

"I haven't been here in so long," Louis commented, as he and Harry walked down the hallway to his dorm room, "I'm kinda going to miss it."

Harry placed his hand on Louis' back, rubbing it comfortingly.

They reached the dorm room, and began packing all of Louis' stuff up.

An hour later, the two had finished and now stood side by side, by the empty bed that was once Louis'.

"Wow, I didn't realize how little I had until now," Louis commented, scanning the three box fulls of his belongings.

"There's less stuff here than I have from our time together, Haz," He continued, hugging Harry tightly, "Thank you for getting me so much stuff."

Harry chuckled, and hugged Louis back, kissing his forehead, "Of course, baby. It's my job as your rich boyfriend to buy you anything you'd ever need."

Louis giggled, and Harry noticed a blush on his cheeks, "You don't need to get me anything. I already have you."

"You're such a sap, doodle," Harry grinned, "I love it."

Louis pushed away from Harry, pouting fakely, "I'm not trying to be sappy. I'm being honest."

"I know," Harry replied, resting his hand on Louis' cheek, "Let's get these in the car."

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"Holy shit!" Louis yelled in excitement, "This is your house?"

Harry laughed at the shocked expression on Louis' face, as he gaped at the house in front of them.

"Yep! My lovely London home. Our lovely London home."

"I always forget you're rich and famous," Louis muttered.

Harry raised his eyebrow at Louis, "We just discussed my money earlier, babe."

Louis laughed, "I forgot already."

Harry smiled warmly at him, "Why don't we start moving your boxes inside? Begin to set everything up. Then we can take a break for lunch, yeah?"

"A lunch date?" Louis asked hopefully, grinning foolishly up at Harry.

"Yes," Harry nodded, leaning down to kiss Louis on the lips, "A lunch date. So let's be quick."

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Harry_Styles Lou is moving in with me! Finally! So happy to share my lonely home with you, and I cannot wait for us to make so many memories here together 💙

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Louis and Harry were in Harry's bedroom, working on unpacking Louis' boxes, suitcases, and backpacks.

They folded all of his clothes, or put them on hangers, before putting them away in drawers and in the closet to hang next to Harry's clothes.

They unpacked his toiletries, placing them in the bathroom, and took all of the kitchen supplies to the kitchen counters, dining room table, the cupboards and drawers.

"Hey Harry?" Louis asked.

"Yes, darling?" Responded Harry.

"Do you think we'll get married soon?"

Harry smiled, "Maybe, Lou. I'd love to get married to you. And I'd love even more to start a family with you."

"Don't you think it's early?" Louis started, but immediately back tracked, "I mean, I agree with you completely. I would want more than nothing to have our own family together. But, we haven't even been together for a year."

Harry nodded, agreeing with Louis completely, "I understand, hon. We've only been together for a few months."

(A/N: I'm not gonna lie; I've completely forgotten how long it's been since they got together officially and I forgot what chapter it is, so we're just going to be vague with this)

"But that's only considering how long we have officially been together. In my eyes, we've been together for a bit under a year. It seems like so much longer, though," Explained Louis.

"I agree," Harry started, "It feels like we've been together our whole lives."

"Hey, Harry?" Louis grinned.

"Yes, love?"

"Did you know that the Guinness World Record for the longest married couple belongs to two North Carolinians? Herbert and Zelmyra Fisher. They were married for 86 years and two-hundred ninty days. They stayed married so long cause of their healthy living and that they agreed with each other a lot."

Harry listened to Louis ramble with a smile on his face the whole time.

He absolutely loved when Louis spat out random facts or weird thoughts to Harry.

"I did not," Harry grinned, chuckling before kissing Louis' forehead.

"Well," Louis said, "Now you do!"

Harry laughed again, "Come on, doodle, let's get finished with unpacking so we can go on that date."

That got Louis working.