just another love story. ||• L. S. •||

chaptie 22

All through the day, Louis and Harry would ignore the smart remarks some of the 'cool' kids would make of their relationship.

And by 'smart remarks' they meant muttering a "fag." Under their breath. "Hah! Gaaayyyy!" Kids would shout.

And by the name, 'cool' kids, they meant the kids who would make fun of everyone and anyone just to get a laugh out.

Other of their pupils were nice about them. "Awh, they are totally my otp."

Niall would walk up to them, asking them if they would love to join his 'Larry 5ever' club afterschool.

Which, of course, they would slowly start to agree. Niall, taking their hands and bring them to a spare room they had in the school.

"Finally! The day is over!" Louis cheered.

"Yeah, wanna go get some ice cream?" Harry looked at Lou with a smile. He entwined their fingers together. Walking proudly hand in hand passed the crowed of 'cool' kids.

"Is that even a question?" Louis laughed.

"Well, duh."

Louis gave Harry a glare. Biting his lip to stop from smiling or laughing. He had to admitt, he was extremely giggly and bubbly around Harry. He liked the way he could almost never be down around him.

"Stop it." He pushed him with his free hand, looking down to hide the smile forming on him face.

"Stop what?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Being all- you!" He huffed, crossing his. Louis walked off, leaving his boyfriend to follow after him. Smiling like a goofball.

Louis had a scowl on his face. His arms crossed over his chest. He was about to run off before he saw Nate.

"Harry!" He turned around quickly, just in time for his lengthy boyfriend to tumble over his own two feet and fall ontop of Louis. They both giggled and laughed at His clumziness.

"What? I thought you were mad at me." Harry frowned, furrowing his eyebrows confused.

"Well- it was stupid to be mad at that." He lifted his head to give Harry an Eskimo kiss.

"Sure, sure. Now, what's really wrong?"

"I know that Nate has a crush on you. And I'm worried that one day you'll just run off to that buttface!"

"Lou.." Harry sat up, bringing Louis along with him. Plopping the tiny lad onto his lap. "Trust me. I don't want anyone else but you. You're my Louboo. My baby. My shooting star." Harry planted a soft kiss on his head, leaving his lips to linger for a moment before whispering into his hair.

"My everything."

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"Thank you for Ice cream, Haz." Louis smiled gratefully smiled at him.

"Anything for you, boobear." Harry wrapped an arm around Louis' should as they walk out the Ice cream shop. He held him close, enjoying the soft and adorable boy. Louis pouted as he looked up at Harry. Giving him a short glare.

"You know I don't like that name." Louis smacked Harry chest softly.

"Oh, I know, darling." Harry smirked down at Lou.

"Then why's you call me that?"

"Because it suits you. You're soft like a teddy bear. And you're a child, ya' know. Have you ever seen Monsters Inc.?" Harry stuffed a hand in his pocket as a habbit, looking up at the clouds roaming the sky.

"Yes! I love that movie!" He giggled softly, covering his mouth with his hand.

"You remind me of the little girl. Boo." Harry's eyes shot back down to him.

"Then-" He paused and stepped in front of Harry. "That makes you my kitty." He stood up on his tippy-toes to peck Harry's lips.

"Boo!"

"Kitty!"