BUTTERFLY EFFECT🦋 (L.S.) [finished]

CHAPTER 23

'Look what you're making me do Styles...'

'Oh, shut up, you look extremely handsome.'

'People are gonna see me like this, oh god...'

'It's all for a good cause... and it was your idea to have a photosoot to promote the play and have me to shoot it. So now you go and live with it.'

Playful grin across his face, Harry was balancing the camera in his hands, like feeling the weight of it would tell him where to start.

'I still cannot believe you talked me into this...'

Louis was shaking his head, his hair a bit longer now, along with him, a flower crown sitting softly on top of his almond locks. The mirror was looking back at him, amused but confused. He was used at seeing back his reflection with boxing bandages and shorts, boxing gloves, fists flying and legs kicking air. Now a broken white old fancy night gown going all the way to the floor, had replaced all that.

'And yet I'd say you're almost enjoying this...'

'Ha! You wish!'

Louis looked down, a blush rising in his cheeks, and lips tight as if he was trying to phisically restrain a little smile. Truth is he was enjoying it, it felt soft and nice. And most of all, it was bringing out a side of Harry he was loving a tad too much to see.

'Alright, let's get this over with.'

Harry just smiled, leading Louis to the bed in his bedroom, now decorated with red rose petals and soft silk blue fabrics.

Louis lied down, amidst all of it. Sweet notes started to fill the air, and the silky fabric resembled the sea, and the petals tickled his skin, the rose scent impregnating everything. The gown made white waves across his torso, tan chest peeking through, his fingertips reaching for something they didn't know under the long sleeves.

At the sight, Harry had to hold the camera tighter, breath catching in his chest. He grabbed something from the cupboard, leaving the camera for a second.

'What's that?'

'Final touches, close your eyes.'

Harry opened the makeup bag, taking out the highlighter and aplying it with a fluffy brush on top of Louis' cheekbones, and temples, and nose tip and cupid's bow.

'It tickles.'

'Shh.'

He uncapped the red lipstick, rubbing it with his finger so he could tap Louis' lip gently and add the vibrant colour, clashing against the ocean in his eyes.

'The things we do for love...' Louis whispered.

Head dizzy and blissful state, he let Harry give him directions and did every pose he was asked until he noticed the middle off his jeans. He tore the boy's shirt off and dragged him into bed. Smudged lipstick all over the sheets.

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It's short I know, but I wanted to separate this beautiful thing from the shit that's gonna happen so... enjoy!
May be a double update today.

Love, Leo xxx