Harry is scary. Or he's at least intimidating, with his long curly hair and piercing green eyes. People tend to be shy and nervous around him, so when he meets a small lad with cheek bones he's not prepared for the opposite to happen.
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Harry's POV It's been a month since me and Louis started dating and we're finally going on our first official date. I'm literally so fucking nervous, and because we waited so long we decided to go to a place that's pretty nice called 17 black. Anyways I've been pacing back and forth for literally twenty minutes now because I'm so nervous. Gemma calmed me down by painting my nails my favorite color, Louis blue, but once they dried I was a wreck again. I'm already dressed up in my outfit that I spent a whole week picking out. It's a black and white floral suit that flares out at the bottom, paired with a black undershirt with some fun little collar detail, black boots, and my usual rings with my hair down. *pretend it's not "a gucci suit"*
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I hear the door bell ring and my heart immediately starts racing. I take a few deep breaths before rushing into the living room. I look over at my mum and Gemma who both give a big smile and two thumbs up before I turn back and open the door.
I gasp. The sight I see is absolutely breathtaking. Louis' standing with a bouquet of roses in his hand. His hair is pushed back which is so hot and I've never seen it like this before, he's freshly shaven, he's wearing an all black suit with the blazer buttoned up, and a black turtle neck underneath. So fucking beautiful.
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Louis' smile immediately widens as he looks me up and down, "You look gorgeous," he says breathlessly.
I smile meeting his eyes, "So do you," I say before cupping his face and giving him a big kiss.
He giggles which literally almost kills me, "These are for you," he blushes pushing out the roses into my chest.
"Thank you, I love them," I take them in my hand and take a small sniff.
They smell good but I'm pretty sure a petal went up my nose so I don't really know why people do that. I quickly place them inside before me and Louis are waving goodbye to my mum and Gemma. He takes my hand right away as we walk to the car. Once we're there I let go of his hand and head to the passengers seat.
I turn back to see Louis' still where I left him and he looks confused, "You're driving," I smile and throw him the keys.
He catches them and rushes to me, "Hazza you're literally asking for disaster," he mumbles opening my door to let me get in.
