Picture Perfect | Larry Stylinson ❀ [Mpreg]

Fourteen

Harry's excitement bubbles beneath the surface as he savors his breakfast with Louis. The acceptance letters spread out on the table are a testament to his hard work and determination. London Institute of Photography stands out as his top choice, offering unparalleled opportunities for growth and advancement in his future career. Anne's initial hesitance over tuition costs fades in the face of his acceptance, replaced by a newfound enthusiasm for this journey ahead.

As Harry envisions his future in photography, a kaleidoscope of possibilities unfolds before him. From capturing intimate moments at weddings to creating stunning portraits for magazines, he dreams of leaving his mark on the world through his lens. Each memory preserved through his photographs becomes a timeless treasure, a testament to the power of visual storytelling.

With Anne's support securing the financial aspect of his education, Harry feels ready to embark on this new chapter of his life. The start date approaches swiftly, aligning perfectly with the beginning of his university journey. As he prepares to leave for his first day, Harry finds solace in the familiar routine of breakfast with Louis, their shared moments serving as a source of familiarity in the presence of this imminent change.

"You got your bag?" Louis checks.

"I do." It's currently hung around Harry's shoulder.

"Writing utensils."

"Yes." He's pretty sure they don't write anything in class.

"Your digital camera with uh - the fuck ? Manual ... exposure ... babe, I don't know what this camera shit means."

Harry snorts. "Yeah, I have my camera stuff. ."

"Okay, a kiss?"

Harry can't help but roll his eyes affectionately at Louis's fussing, finding it endearing how his boyfriend is so invested in his success. From the moment he received his acceptance, Louis has been a pillar of support, ensuring he is fully prepared for his first day. It's moments like these that remind him of just how lucky he is to have Louis by his side. As he leans in to kiss Louis, their laughter mingles together.

"Now, picture?" Louis interrupts their moment, pulling back slightly with a mischievous grin. He swiftly retrieves his phone, aiming it at Harry as he stands outside their apartment complex.

"Louis," Harry whines, shoulders slouching a bit. There are people literally walking around them on the sidewalk, and he has to apologize when he bumps into a stranger. "Come on."

"Just smile, baby."

As told, Harry fakes a smile and throws the peace sign up. He waits until Louis takes the picture and is then deflating, arms going down to his side and making a face. "Happy now? Can I go?"

Louis dismisses the sassy tone and leans in to kiss him once more. "Of course I'm happy. I now have a really cute picture of my boyfriend saved in my phone, and I might just make it my lock screen."

Harry groans. "You're so cheesy."

"And you're so cute," Louis replies with a smile, wiping the disgusted, playful look off Harry's face by leaning in to kiss his lips once more, replacing the frown into a bright smile. "Now go off to your hipster school and be all hipster with your photos."

Harry snorts as he hugs his boyfriend, then steps away to get into his vehicle, or rather, Louis' vehicle. He's been using that old pickup truck whenever he needs to, so he fully intends on borrowing it to get to school. However, when he turns, he sees a new vehicle parked alongside the curb—a black Range Rover, one Louis recently purchased within the past month. A valet from the apartment complex stands beside it, holding the driver's side door open.