(Larry Stylinson)
"i talked to my mum today. like i really talked to her," harry said nervously. niall and zayn looked up, probably confused with him offering to talk about something about him. either that or they wanted to know what happened. harry didn't care. they shouldn't be surprised. it was louis.
"i'm so proud of you," louis said gently, smiling at him and looking to the side before meeting harry's eyes. "so freaking proud of you."
harry blushed, but he didn't tear his gaze away from louis! the only thing that broke it was liam making gagging noises. "you two are disgusting. stop it." it resulted in niall throwing a little sour patch kid at his nose, which then caused liam to sneeze. harry had to admit liam sneezing was quite adorable. but louis was cuter.
"so what did she say, angel?" louis asked curiously. he was laying on his bed, his head leaned against the backboard. harry loved the way his small body looked in his oversized doncaster college sweatshirt harry had given him as a gift of congratulations. it was so big that it slid a bit down his arms, and it revealed his perfect collarbones. he couldn't stop staring at louis' fluffy hair and his stupid adorable little nose and pale blue eyes, framed by a pair of dark, coal lashes. breathtaking, louis was.
