"Her green eyes came unafraid to his. The connection was so intense that it threatened to drain his sense of self. He felt that he had always known her, that she had always been a part of him, that her needs were his needs"

-Terry Goodkind

Rushed. That's the definition of what Louis is feeling in this exact moment as he drags Harry through the airport. Louis' plan is officially swinging into full motion with the first part taking the 6 am flight out of London, which Louis should have known better than to schedule a morning flight. Everything had been running swimmingly up to this point.

Day after day, Louis had been constantly making Harry wash his clothes so that he would be able to pack all his clean clothes at the last minute. Harry was starting to pick up little hints that Louis had something planned, but he never figured it out. That was until Louis's alarm started to go off at about three in the morning waking the both of them up from sleep.

It took a minute for Harry to realize that an incisive sound kept going off, and when he rolled over to his side he saw Louis still passed out with his face in the pillow. Thank goodness Harry had the right mind to ask Louis why he set an alarm, only for Louis to jolt awake saying he had a surprise for Harry. All this took a lot longer than it was supposed to and not as smoothly as Louis planned, which is why Louis has Harry by the wrist pulling him through the airport.

"Louis, we are going to make it," Harry calls out behind Louis where he is trying to catch up. He may have longer legs than Louis, but he sure as hell doesn't really know how to work them as good. It's still early in the morning, and Harry didn't find it to be the right time for cardio. Luckily, they jog up to their gate just as the last boarding group is entering the plane. Louis and Harry get in line and hand the attendant their information when Harry finally realizes where the flight was going.

"PARIS?" Harry cheers, eyes wide as he stares at the letters on the screen. He grabs his passport and boarding ticket from the attendant and takes a step forward before turning around to face Louis. Louis smiles as he reaches for his paperwork before walking up to Harry and wrapping an arm around his waist.

"First class seats, babe," Louis says as he leans over to kiss Harry'c cheek, guiding him down the walk way and waiting in the line as other people begin to take their seats on the plane.

"What is this for?" Harry questions in awe, biting his lip as he brings the boarding pass higher in order to read the destination over and over again. He starts mouthing the words to himself and grows giddier each time he reads Paris. Harry has always dreamed of traveling to Paris with Louis and exploring the city of love with his love.

"It's a surprise, darling," Louis teases as he pinches Harry's side. Harry turns back to face him and starts to pout, causing Louis to let out a laugh as he squeezes Harry's shoulders closer to his side.

"I'm usually the one to give the surprise," Harry notes more to himself, twisting his lips to the side and letting out a hum. The two of them finally make in on to the plane and take their seat in the second row of the first class section. Harry smiles as he scoots himself in their row to sit next to the window as Louis quickly follows behind him.

They've only ever been on a plane a few times, and Harry has learned that he prefers the window the seat. Which, Louis doesn't really mind since all he really cares about is Harry and his love for the plane taking off and landing. Every time the plane is ready to lift off or land, Harry brightens up right away and smushes his head against the window to watch. Louis loves to sit by and watch as Harry gets fascinated over every little thing he thinks he can see from the sky.

"It's my turn to give you a surprise, baby," Louis continues when the both have them have properly settled in their seats. When they are buckled up, Louis reaches his hand over and places it on Harry's thigh. He gives Harry a firm squeeze and takes note of how much more thicker Harry's legs seem to be, almost back his full strength from before the accident ever happen.

Little things like that always get to Louis, and he always get happy when he realizes the growth Harry has came after all these months. It prompts him to lean over and press a kiss to Harry's lips, letting their lips mold together sweetly and savoring the way their mouths have a perfect fit for each other. Louis tries to pull away after the second kiss, wanting to make it short and sweet, but Harry brings his hands up to the sides of Louis' face to keep him place. Harry ends up pressing his lips harder against Louis' and curling his fingers in to his hair, trying to wedge his tongue into Louis' mouth before Louis finally pulls his face back.

"Harry, love-" Louis giggles, shaking his head fondly and wrapping his free arm around Harry's neck to gain better control of his movements, "We have all week to do this. Just give some time, yeah?"

Harry's eyes widen as he cocks his head back in surprise. "A week?" He questions in a high pitched voice, looking even more stunned when Louis nods his head with a shit-eating grin, "And we'll finally have-"he begins before he leans in closer to whisper, "S-E-X?"

Louis rolls his eyes as he presses another quick kiss to Harry's lips, "Yes, my love, but let's just relax for now. We have a big day later." Harry raises his eyebrows at the last comment which earns him a wink from Louis. Harry ends up blowing air out his lips before he is lifting up the arm rest in between their bodies. He shuffles around in his seat until he is resting his side up against Louis' body and propping his feet up on the last bit of arm rest from the seat in front of him.

Harry reaches for Louis' arm and tosses it lazily over his own shoulders. Louis' hand dangles right over his belly, and he lazily connects their fingers together. When he feels situated, he turns his head and offers Louis a mile. "You comfy?" Louis teases, scooting a little bit closer to the other arm rest in order to give some more room on his seat.

"Always with you," Harry sighs as he snuggles his head against Louis' chest. "I love you, Louis," He then whispers as he presses a kiss to the back of Louis' hand.

"Love you too," Louis smiles. He begins to feel Harry starting to play with his fingers as he bends and curls them with his own. The plan has already taken off, and the low hum and early morning were starting to get to him as his eyelids begin to grow heavy. .

Louis' free hand reaches up to play with Harry's hair, just to occupy himself until the sleep fully takes over. When Louis starts to gently scratch Harry's scalp, Harry tilts his head up and puckers his lips at Louis. Louis shakes his head fondly but leans down instinctively to give Harry he kiss, chuckling softly against his lips before pulling back with a smile.

.•.•.•.•.

They land around eight in the morning, still having the earliness weighing their energy down. Louis takes them to a cheap motel right outside the airport instead of the resort he had planned, simply because it wasn't time to take Harry to the surprise just yet. They are still in Paris relatively early, and Louis seeks it best if they catch a few hours of rest before he takes Harry on his all day rendezvous.

They get into the room quickly and fall on to the mattress, not even caring that the pillows are not fluffy and the mattress is too hard. Harry easily rolls over on to his side to curl up against Louis' chest. His eyes close immediately and his breaths slowing down while Louis reaches his arm over to grab his phone off the night stand. He sends a quick message to his mother to keep her up to date about everything before he goes to sleep.

Everything is good. Just checked into the motel and taking a quick nap! See you guys later xxxxxx

Good to hear, boobear . Me and the kids will probably head over early so they can enjoy themselves. Get some rest.

Sounds good. Love you guys!!!

Louis places his phone back on the night stand before he is rolling back into Harry's embrace. He wraps his arms tightly around Harry's waist and pulls him in tight against his chest before stuffing his nose in Harry's curls and pressing a kiss to the top of his head. Harry instinctively clings on tight to Louis where he is pressed up against him, letting out a small purr as he feels Louis' hands running up and down his back.

He repositions his head on Louis' chest lazily until he is tucked right under his chin. He tosses his leg over Louis' hip and makes sure every part of his body is connected with Louis is some way. Harry has always been a clinger when they fell asleep. He usually likes to tuck himself up against Louis and fall asleep with Louis wrapped completely around him. Louis knows this, and he loves it. He always makes sure his arms are wrapped tight around Harry like a blanket and makes sure his hands are either rubbing Harry's back or playing with his curls.

"Love you," Harry then whispers once he is settle, pressing kiss up against Louis' neck before sinking further into Louis' body.

"Love you," Louis repeats back on instant, smiling softly as he finally closes his eyes.

.•.•.•.•.

They wake up around noon when the emptiness in their stomach overbears their need for a nap. Since they had awhile before Louis wanted to take Harry to his surprise, they lounge around for a bit. They go to a quick diner right across the street that serves homemade French cuisine and seating outside so the two of them can enjoy the scenery of Paris.

Then after lunch, they head back to the motel in order to clean themselves up and relax for a few more hours. Harry spent a solid ten minutes in trying to get Louis to shower with him, and Louis really didn't need much convincing in order to be naked with Harry, but he vowed to himself not to have sex with Harry until the surprise was over.

But then Harry starts to undress in front of Louis, being a tease in the way he shimmies his hips when taking off his bottoms and purposely turning around to bend down to grab his clothes. Harry's bare ass was easy convincing in Louis shedding his clothes and hopping in the shower with Harry, but he still tried to refrain from touching Harry. Which, his plan easily failed. Harry is attractive, even more so when he is naked and wet.

Louis didn't even feel the slightest bit guilty when Harry dropped down to his knees take Louis in his mouth. Or when Harry took him further down his throat and swallowed him without any sort of struggle. Louis convinces himself blowjobs are a loophole to his whole plan of waiting to have sex, and touching Harry until he finishes off is something he should never have to resist.

Once they wash themselves and feel refreshed, they head out the shower to finally get ready for the plan. Louis wraps the towel around his waist and walks over to his bag to pull out the clothes he planned on wearing for the day. He finds the two gray shirts with a smile and turns around to toss one of them in Harry's direction, who is sitting on the bed completely naked and still slightly wet from the shower.

"Wear this," Louis demands, grinning widely when Harry picks the shirt up and admires whats on it.

The are silver, one containing Mickey Mouse while the other has Minnie Mouse. The one Louis tosses to Harry has the Minnie on it, for obvious reasons. Minnie and Mickey are both wearing shirts of their own saying that they love the other one. It really is quite cute and cliche, which is all the reason for Louis getting them. He thinks it fits perfectly for what he planned for Harry today, and he only hopes Harry thinks so too.

"Why?" Harry questions, although he wears a smiles as he tosses the shirt over his head. He continues to get himself dress by pairing his shirt with black skinnies and his tan Chelsea boots. He runs his fingers through his wet hair before he lazily puts it up in one of his messy buns.

"You'll see, my love," Louis winks, giggling when Harry lets out a huff from still being kept from the surprise. Louis smiles to himself as he pulls his blue jeans up his legs and puts his Adidas high tops on his feet. When the both are them are properly dressed, he walks over to Harry and wraps his arms around Harry's waist. "Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Hm?" Harry hums as he wraps his arms around Louis' neck, slowly swaying the both of them side to side.

"Can I blindfold you?" Louis blurts out in one breath, raising his eyebrows and smiling weakly as Harry widens his eyes. Harry bites his lip and slowly shifts his hips forward to press his groin up against Louis' wiggling his eyebrows suggestively before Louis lets out a snort and rolls his eyes. "For the surprise, Harry. Not sex." Harry pouts right away as Louis steps away to grab the blind fold from his bag. He hands it over to Harry with a cheek smile, "Look, It even matches your shirt."

"Fine," Harry groans, physically pouting his body. "But you owe me."

Louis rolls his eyes and gives Harry's ass a quick slap, causing Harry to let out a little squeal. Louis starts giggling as he grabs on to Harry's wrist to guide him out of the motel. When they stand outside along the curb, Louis starts to wave down a cab to pick them up. As a cab quickly makes note of them and starts to pull along the curb, Louis quickly turns to Harry and wiggles his eyebrows. Harry rolls his eyes and brings the blindfold up to his face, turning around so Louis can tie it for him. When Harry's eyes are completely covered, Louis helps him inside the cab and gives the Cab driver the address to where they are going.

Harry sits in his spot for the half hour ride pouting like a child. His arms are crossed over his chest, head turned towards the window and a frown set on his lips. Louis starts laughing at his childish behavior and ends up leaning over to kiss the pout off Harry's lips. Harry falls in to the kiss for a few seconds, relaxing as he molds their lips together so easily, but when Louis starts to press his tongue into Harry's mouth he immediately gets pushed back.

After the kiss, Harry then continuously keeps asking Louis where they are going, which gets a shut up response from Louis. Then Harry goes back to pouting for a few more minutes before he is asking again and again. Then he eventually gives up and faces the window again, pointing at random things out the window and telling Louis to look at it since he can't.

Louis rolls his eyes every time, but if this little act is amusing to Harry then he can't really complain much. Instead, he ends up indulging Harry every time just to see that goofy smile on Harry's face from thinking he is so funny. The same cycle happens for thirty more minutes until the cab driver is finally pulling up to their destination.

Louis pays and tips the cab driver before he is helping Harry out of the cab. There are a lot of people near by them, and a loud rattling sound that Harry really can't make out. Louis has his hands on Harry's shoulders as he attempts to guide Harry through the parking lot, but with much difficulty on Harry's part, who is trying to drag his feet on the ground, Louis doesn't really get anywhere.

"Harry, will you stop being so complicated," Louis whines, stopping them about a good yard from where Louis actually wants them to be.

"Louis," Harry whines back, childishly stomping his feet on the ground and crossing his arms over his chest, "What's the surprise?" Louis rolls his eyes and lets out a huff as he gives up and decides to simply show Harry what the surprise is. He walks behind Harry's body and slowly unties the blindfold, pulling it off of Harry's eyes and allowing him to finally see what Louis was hiding from him.

When Harry's eyes finally adjust the the light and can read the sign out in front of him, he lets out a big gasp. He remembers all the times him and Louis have discussed being here, but they were always empty promises that Harry never actually thought would happen. Yet, here he is. Here they are, him and Louis together. It's one of Harry's dreams that Louis brought to him, and he can't help when he feels tears start to fill his eyes.

"?" Harry's voice cracks, turning around slowly and looking at Louis with his goofy smile. When Louis nods his head happily he is a little unprepared when his tall, lanky boyfriend comes and jumps up on him. Harry wraps his long arms and legs around Louis' body and buries his face in to Louis' neck, letting out a happy cry, "This is the surprise?"

Louis starts laughing as he sets Harry back to the ground. He keeps one hand pressed to the side of Harry's face and leans in briefly to press a kiss to Harry's forehead, "Trust me there's more, but it's for later." Harry blinks his eyes as looks up at the sign then back down to Louis, biting his lip as his smiles seems to continuously grow. Louis reaches down and grabs Harry's hand, lacing their fingers together and leading them towards the entrance, "Here you leave today and enter the world of yesterday, tomorrow, and fantasy."

"Oh how your quotes never cease to make me smile," Harry teases with a smile as the two of them make their way to the ticketing line.

Louis rolls his eyes as him and Harry finally make it to the front and hand the bouncer their ticket. They make it inside with ease, and Louis grabs a park map right away as he continues to drag Harry further inside the park. "Come on," Louis grumbles playfully as he makes way towards the closest roller coaster.

Right away Harry groans as he is being led through the front seater line. Louis knows how much Harry has despised roller coasters since his first terrifying experience riding a fair coaster back on their first date. The ride had stopped for about five minutes as they were going up the the first hill, and Harry was terrified that they would fly off the tracks. Ever since then, Harry has never been a fan - which is quite an issue since they are at Disney Land, but Louis knows he will make Harry get over his fear.

"Seriously, hate coasters," Harry grumbles as they take their seat in the ride. Louis looks over at him and gives him a cheeky smile before the ride takes off. The ride does not even last long nor have any major loops or drops, but Harry is still complaining about his hatred as he gets off the ride. He then takes the lead and makes him and Louis walk over to the Buzz Lightyear laser blast game that is technically not a real roller coaster ride.

"See, this is what we should be doing," Harry smiles as they get in line, not minding all the children around them as Harry happily bounces next to Louis. "Shooting villains is way more fun than a roller coaster."

Louis rolls his eyes, but he lets Harry go on his tangent. It only works long enough for Louis to get on the ride and shoot the villains until he is dragging Harry on to the next roller coaster. They spend a good amount of time traveling the entire park and trying to hit all the rides and souvenir shops. It was sunny throughout most of the day, but when evening started to drag on and the time got closer to nine, dark, heavy clouds started to surface the sky.