Mine🌻 l.s

Eight

They were almost home. Finally! Louis' day was a nightmare, he couldn't wait to go to bed. To bed with Harry- his alpha. 

The couple were just outside the door, Harry patting his pockets frantically. "Where are my keys?" He muttered to himself. Before he could look anymore, their next door neighbour came out of her house in just a dressing gown, with a glass of wine in her hand. 

"Good evening Harry." She practically purred, leaning on the door. The woman glanced at Louis, "Oh! A-and Lewis?" 

Louis didn't even answer, just giving the woman a death stare, but she didn't notice. "So Harry, if you've forgotten your keys you could always sleep at mine. I would love your company." She winked, taking a big gulp from her wine. Harry had found his keys, and was now struggling to open the door. 

Louis snatched the keys from the alpha's hand, easily opening the door and dragging him inside muttering angrily, 

"Mine."