"No-Harry, I swear to fucking god get your ass back here right now." Louis says. "You know I don't run."
Harry turns and looks at Louis then turns back around and starts running down the hill again, nearly slipping in the wet grass.
"Harry Styles, we are done if you don't get back here!" Louis shouts. Harry doesn't stop so Louis takes off down the hill after him. "Harry! This isn't fair! You're faster!"
"That's cause my legs are longer." Harry says, running faster.
"Screw you, Styles!" Louis yells after him.
He runs as fast as he can and jumps onto Harry's back, making them both fall to the ground. Louis falls off of Harry, hitting his shoulder against the ground. Harry grunts as he falls onto his stomach.
"Jeez, Lou." Harry says, turning around and laying down. "You didn't need to kill me."
"I didn't kill you." Louis says, pressing his cheek to the ground so he can look at Harry. "I tried, but I didn't."
Harry smiles, silently laughing. "Okay, fine, fair enough."
Louis sits up, rubbing his shoulder where it hit the ground. "I feel like I could have come up with a better plan. One that involved less injury."
"Probably." Harry says, sitting up too. "I didn't stop running, does that mean we're done?"
Louis just laughs. "Never, Hazza."
He puts a hand on Harry's cheek and kisses him.
"So I can run as far as I want to?" Harry asks.
Louis tilts his head. "No, Haz, no. I will not run after you any farther than that."
"You wouldn't follow me?" Harry says, looking sad.
"I would." Louis says. "I'd just take a car. Or a plane, depending on how far you ran."
Harry laughs. "Okay, so you love me enough to follow me but not enough to run?"
"No, Hazza," Louis says. "I love you so much more than all of that."
Harry smiles. He kisses Louis's cheek. "I love you, Lou."
Louis leans against him. "Good."
Harry chuckles. He puts an arm around Louis's shoulders. "You know, most people just say I love you too."
"Well, I'm not most people, am I?" Louis says.
"No," Harry says. "No, you are not." He kisses Louis, letting his lips linger against his. "You're so much better."
They lay back against the grass and Louis puts one arm over Harry's stomach, resting his head on his chest.
"I love you, Harry Styles." Louis murmurs, closing his eyes.
"I love you more," Harry whispers, running a hand through his hair.
"Not possible."
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A/N: Well, I'm just posting all the oneshots I have written already. Yup. Thanks for reading! Love you guys! <3.
