Awww enjoy the photo of baby boyfriends above- There won't be any smut in this chapter BUT it's coming up I promise, there will be some cute Baby Larry moments tho Enjoy I love you ❤️ - Gracelyn
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Harrys P.O.V August 24th
I woke up with my head screaming the sun creeping through my windows, I squint my eyes shying away from the bright light as I search for my phone to check the time. 2 PM WHAT, NO, NO, NO I have way too much to get done today. I spring out of bed throwing on black skinny jeans and a skin tight black T-shirt, checking myself out in the mirror. I grab my phone and keys darting out the door, " OK store, mom, gas, call mom all done by seven", I go over my plan for the day out loud. tomorrow is Gemma's birthday and I haven't gotten her anything yet.
I start my car in a hurry speeding to the grocery store almost driving on the wrong side still only barely awake. I desperately need to buy groceries, I haven't made a proper meal for myself in a while so I've decided I need food and not just rainbow goldfish and cocoa puffs to survive on. I'm harry styles I have to take care of myself.
I jumped out of my car fast walking into the store in the fresh air wrapping around my skin. I decided on baby spinach, why the fuck, I mean what the fuck is the difference between baby spinach and almost spinach? I grab carrots, avocados, cucumbers, apples and broccoli before heading to the checkout, yes I got other things but just the necessary shit like tea and sugar. I have work in a few days and it pays well so I enjoy it and I'm not too worried about money, I work for the late late show with James Corden. Explaining the tattoo on my forearm "late late show" I handle who appears on the show and write some Scripps here in London. It's nice working from home and it's definitely not a bad job for a 18-year-old.
Placing the groceries in my trunk I Head out for the mall, I think I'll get Gemma summer for favorite candles; cinnamon and cherry blossom. And probably a pair of vans she's been very interested in shoes lately.
after an excruciating drive filled with idiot drivers and afternoon traffic I walk through the doors of the mall not being able to resist the pet store to my left, maybe I'll get her cat! She lives on her own so my mom killer for bringing a pet home. Am I crazy Gemma cannot take care of a doll let alone a living breathing eating creature.
I enter the vans store with my head down staring at my phone again not watching where I walk and tripping over shoe rack right in front of someone. I lay on the ground mentally slapping myself unable to open my eyes out of embarrassment. "nice to meeet you again", a familiar voice speaks. Holy shit it's mystery boy from the club last night, piercing blue eyes staring back at me as he offers me his hand. I kindly take it and thank him.
"Why is it when we see each other we meet under this circumstance?", I chuckle "maybe it's fate", I whisper to low for him to hear me, "I-I ah i'm getting my sister a birthday present can can you help me I ain't got a clue what to get her". I ask hoping to further our interaction. Judging by the pair of vans on his feet and in his hands he seems to have a pretty damn good understanding of what looks good. At this point it's been a few moments of silence and I'm dying inside as the boy just stares back at me no answer, feeling my face girl heart I looked down at the floor scared of rejection. He still hasn't answered me so I looked back up excepting that he probably walked away.
To my surprise when I look up the boys only turning around to face my direction holding a piece of paper in his hand. Why does he have a paper? "Em yes I'll help you out", he giggles. "My names Louis, this might be a longshot but here's my number", he speaks handing me the piece of paper. Oh my gosh his name is Louis, he's so f.ucking cute. Oh my gosh I sound like a teenage girl right now."names Harry", I trll him as I reach for the paper he's holding. gosh he's beautiful. I grab the paper, the pads of my fingers gently pressing to a soft skin. I raise my eyes trailing from his hand to his face, his- Louis' cheekbones Defined by a rosy color match in the shade of his lips. My hand falling from his still holding the paper I study his face photographing it in my memory. Stop being a freak I tell myself still looking at Louis just last noticeable. A smile starts on his lips and I just can't wait to press buying to his. "what's your uh sisters favorite color"
" her name is Gemma and she likes red and dark blue", i answer. what do you think it's weird I just told him my sister's name? Stop questioning yourself styles. Louis brings me over to wall of shoes dark red with white details, damn they're actually really nice!
Louis reaches for a pair making him stand on his tippy toes. And when he fails to reach out he immediately comes down facing me with a subtle smile and bright red cheeks, I could tell he was embarrassed. I picked up the shoes he was unable to reach which I feel bad for doing because he's obviously conscious about his height. But to me he's perfect and nothing less.
