The summer days were getting to an end. The sun shined brightly and it was warm outside, but the afternoons had started to get chilly and there was that smell in the air. The smell of good things never lasting enough.
The sun was setting, and golden traces of light were filling Louis' room, waiting for him.
Louis kicked the bag into the corner of the room and threw himself in the bed. Still processing what had just happened.
That boy had just appeared a couple weeks ago. One day he finished training early and decided to wait for Lottie outside the ballet class.
They had just finished the exercise when the teacher yelled at some lad 'You. Alone.'
The guy didn't even flinch. He positioned himself in the middle of the big room, head high, curls pushed back with a headband, muscles flexed showing through the tight ballet clothing. He danced to that Adagio like he was in the Royal Opera House.
Louis was completely mesmerized.'And that is how is fucking done you fucking morons!'
That teacher was harsh, god, even his trainer wasn't that hard and he was a champion kickboxer.
The following weeks were somewhat similar. Waking up not too early, going for a run or a swim at the beach, sometimes babysitting his sisters, having lunch with his family, go to training, try to catch a glimpse of the painfully beautiful boy, walk home, play with his sisters, have dinner, read a bit or listen to some music and start over.
All his friends were out of town in the summer, honestly if his family could afford to go on vacation they probably would too, you could die of boredom there, but it is what it is.
But today something changed, today he talked to him, and, um, oh well, he saw him naked. Just the thought made Louis blush and grab a pillow to bury his face in it.
If they told him that Michelangelo himself had carved his body in marble and then turned him into flesh and bone, Louis would believe it.
He had tried not to stare in the shower in order not to be rude but also to not embarass himself profoundly, and had somewhat succeeded. But now he wished he had, just so he could have a fuller picture of him. He had noticed a couple tattoos that made him even hotter to Louis' eyes.
Oh god, he had to stop thinking about him! He didn't even know his name or if he would magically disappear next week when school started, just like one day he was suddenly there.
'Louiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis' the door slammed open and four girls just jumped at him.
It quickly became a tickle contest that Louis lost because he was severly outnumbered.'Alright! Come on girls, I surrendeeer!!' Louis managed to get out in between bursts of laughter and gasps for air.
'We wooon! Now pizza!'
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We know Louis' thoughts! What do you think is Harry thinking?
It was sooo fun writing Louis' sisters!
Hope you're all doing okay :)Leo x
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FanfictionThe boy rushed his way to the showers, passing by the ballet class, and couldn't help but stare through the glass. He was there, first row, his wet curls smashed into his forehead. All of his body was flexed, in a graceful but powerful way, like a g...