all my love from paris [ls fanfiction]

5. catacombs

"Are you sure this is legal?"

Harry was leaning against a dark-green structure, somewhat similar to a house, with Louis in the same position right next to him. Aside from knowing they were a little further from the city center, Harry had no idea where he was - as usual. He was never great with guidance, much less in big cities like this one. Cons of growing up in a small town.

It's been around fifteen minutes since they arrived and they've been standing here for ten now, waiting for Louis' friends to show up. Harry still had no idea how they were going to get inside the catacombs, but the big level of secrecy surrounding the event made Harry start to question the whole thing.

"Oh, I'm sure it's not legal." Louis shrugged as Harry's brows furrowed at the statement. "Or safe, for that matter. But I am sure, however, that it will be fun." He threw a smile at the other boy, whose eyes were completely narrowed at this point.

"What do you mean by "it's not legal"? Louis, I don't wanna get arrest-"

The timing couldn't be better as a voice interrupted them.

"Hey Tommo, what's up?"

Harry's eyes immediately followed the voice, leading him to a dark haired boy.

"Malik!" Louis pulled the boy into a hug.

As some mumbling and ocasional laughs started to be heard as well, Harry's eyes moved from the boys to the bunch of huge guys that came after him, most of them wearing a yellow and blue jacket with a panther drawn in the upper right corner.

When they all stopped in front of them, Louis started the introductions. "This is Harry, I met him on the plane. Harry, this is Zayn, Liam, Sam, Luke, Ashton and honestly those in the back aren't really chatty so I'm not wasting my time on them."

Zayn opened up a smile, holding out his hand to Harry. "Hey. Nice to meet you."

Harry greeted him back and a wave of "hey's" and "what's up" started from some of the boys, while the rest of the team just nodded, not really paying him much attention.

"So." Zayn said as he grabbed a bunch of keys on his hand, rotating them around in his hand distractedly. Harry wondered how he even got that key in the first place. "Ready to go in?"

Louis smiled openly and some of them nodded, encouraging Malik to open the wooden door next to them. As he saw the older boy get in and some of the guys following him inside, allowing Styles to see how dark it was, he walked a few steps backwards to get to the back of the line.

In between thoughts of how scared he might or might not be to go inside, Harry sensed the heat of someone else's body near his, even before the low voice could be heard. "Nervous, huh?"

The part of him that hoped that would be Louis was disappointed when he realized the voice belonged to a raven-haired boy from Louis' team. His dark blue eyes remembered Harry that Louis already introduced them, but he couldn't seem to remember his name.

Styles snorted before answering. "Sort of. Not very excited to possibly get caught."

They were now in front of a long stairway that seemed to be infinite since neither of them could see the bottom. With the bad lightning from the place, Harry could barely distinguish the boy's middle-parted hair. He discretely glanced at him, trying to get his mind to remember. It felt really awkward talking to the lad without knowing his name. Was it Ryan?

"I'm Harry." He said in an impulse, hoping the other one would correspond. But he quickly realized how stupid it might've sounded as Louis already told him his name. "But you already knew that..." He pointed out embarrassed, hand scratching the back of his head at the poor excuse.