STRATFORD HOUSE
Harry pulls up in Louis' driveway. Their paint wardrobe has dried by now and they look like refugees from some strange, yet colorful, war.
LOUIS: State trooper?
HARRY: Fallacy.
LOUIS: The duck?
HARRY: Hearsay.
LOUIS: I know the p*rn career's a lie.
He shuts off the car and turns to him.
HARRY: Do you?
He kisses Louis' neck. It tickles. he laughs.
LOUIS: Tell me something true.
HARRY: I hate peas.
LOUIS: No -- something real. Something no one else knows.
HARRY: (in-between kisses) You're sweet. And sexy. And completely hot for me.
LOUIS: What?
HARRY: No one else knows.
LOUIS: You're amazingly self-assured. Has anyone ever told you that?
HARRY: Go to the prom with me.
Louis' smile disappears.
LOUIS: Is that a request or a command?
HARRY: You know what I mean.
LOUIS: No.
HARRY: No what?
LOUIS: No, I won't go with you.
HARRY: Why not?
LOUIS: Because I don't want to. It's a stupid tradition.
Harry sits quietly, torn. He can't very well tell him he being paid to take him.
HARRY: People won't expect you to go...
Louis turns to him, getting angry.
LOUIS: Why are you doing this?
LOUIS: All of it -- what's in it for you?
Harry sits silently, not looking at him, confirming him suspicions.
LOUIS: (continuing) Create a little drama? Start a new rumor? What?
HARRY: So I have to have a motive to be with you?
LOUIS: You tell me.
HARRY: You need therapy. Has anyone ever told you that?
LOUIS: (quietly) Answer the question, Harry.
HARRY: (angry) Nothing! There's nothing in it for me. Just the pleasure of your company.
He takes out a cigarette. Louis breaks it in half before he SLAMS the car door and walks into the house.
Harry PEELS out of the driveway. Louis turns at the front door and watches him go.
STREET - NIGHT
Harry pulls up to a stop light and waits for .the green He glances over at A DRUNKEN HOMELESS GUY in the median, who has decided that he doesn't need to wear pants.
Harry pulls out his wallet, takes the wad of money Stan gave him and hands it to the homeless guy.
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10 Things I Hate About Harry |l.s.|
Fanfiction<Completed> A high-school boy, Liam, cannot date Zayn until his anti-social older brother, Louis, has a boyfriend. So, Liam pays a mysterious boy, Harry, to charm Louis. Adapted from William Shakespeare's play "The Taming of the Shrew".
