“God damn,” Zayn grumbled, over lunch during their break the day after Louis’ sisters and mum had returned home.
The boys were seated outside in Tomorrow Land, picking at amusement park food and drinking watery sodas, from where the ice had immediately melted in the hot November sun.
Zayn stuffed a handful of chips into his mouth and chewed them thoughtfully, staring at Louis and Harry who were both blushing. “You two, really?”
Louis nodded slowly and Zayn snorted, washing down his food with his watered down drink.
“Glad you think it’s funny,” Louis muttered sarcastically, flicking part of his burger bun at Zayn, who rolled his eyes.
“I’m sorry it’s just this situation,” Zayn explained, leaning back in his seat, “Like, we got these two,” he muttered, nodding to Niall and Liam, the former continuing with his food obliviously and the later blushing, “And like that was a bit of a shock, but now it’s you two, and that’s a huge massive shock, because up until a couple weeks ago, you were running around with Wendy, not Dale.”
Harry snorted and Louis whipped his head around accusatively, “What?” Harry asked, shrugging “He’s right. There’s a bit of humor to Peter Pan downgrading to Dale.”
“Yeah,” Louis agreed, nodding slowly, “But Louis Tomlinson upgraded to Harry Styles.”
Harry grinned stupidly, gazing in to Louis’ eyes, and Zayn groaned, head falling back in his seat, and he stared up at the asteroid ride above him, “I can’t handle these Disney love stories,” he complained and Harry grinned wider, turning to Zayn and flicking a chip at him.
“Come on Zayn. Don’t you believe in Disney Magic?”
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The next morning Harry was curled up under his blanket, sleeping in for the first time in ages. He was on his 24-hour break, along with the rest of the boys, who’d all requested the same day off to Mr. Smith earlier that week.
He had nothing to get up for and was looking forward to a lazy day with Louis, maybe dinner outside of the Disney World they lived in, perhaps downtown Orlando, and that was all.
So he wasn’t expecting to be hit in the face with a pillow, at nine eight o’clock in the morning, by Louis who was already dressed for the day.
“Wake up!” Louis insisted with a grin, climbing on top of Harry and shaking his shoulders, as Harry tried to shove him off and sink back in to sleep, “Ah, come on Haz, you’re going to make us late!”
Harry opened a blurry eye, “Haz?” he asked through a yawn.
“It’s cute,” Louis insisted, groaning when Harry buried his head deeper into the pillows. Louis crawled up closer to Harry, sticking his head right next to the younger boy’s, so that they were lying down side by side in the cramped twin bed, their noses touching. “Harry,” Louis said quietly, drawing out the word, “Harry-“
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Disney Magic
FanfictionIt had been perfect timing on his part, with the workers on strike, Disney was looking to hire anyone with a pulse, and Harry had one of those. Stuffed into a furry costume, Harry found himself face to face with the Magical World of Disney. A magica...
