fuckboy love [larry]

[seven]

it was finally the day. harry hadn't planned his outfit the night before, so that's what he did the moment he woke up.

he decided on the cute pale purple dress he bought with liam. he put on a beige cardigan over it, since it was a bit cold today. he chose his high-knee socks with the bows and his purple converse. he felt pretty.

he took his galaxy jansport bag, putting essentials in it, otherwise known as Starbucks money.

his phone beeped in his hand.

louis: im at the park

harry: on my way

he closed it, rushing out the door.

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" louis!" he exclaimed as soon as he saw the smaller boy.

louis rushed to his side, taking him in his arms. that action surprised harry, but he hugged back.

"missed you so much" louis told him, breathing on his neck. harry felt very flustered now. damn you louis.

louis released him. harry stumbled a bit, but caught himself before falling and embarrassing himself.

"so where are we going?" he asked.

louis just smiled and took his hand, running towards an old car that looked like it was going to fall apart.

"here's my ride, real proud of this baby. now hop on!" he exclaimed cheerfully as he opened the passenger seat for harry. he got to the driver's side and got in.

"i'm going to repeat myself, where are we going!?" harry said, already exhausted. he didn't know why he expected this to be so exciting he couldn't wait.

"we're going to grab some coffee then i'm bringing you somewhere special." the blue-eyed boy said with a smile.

with a reluctant nod, harry added:"it better be starbucks then."

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with a medium chocolate mocha in the cup holder, they were ready to go.

the drive was mostly silent, louis was playing some music that wasn't so bad. harry was sure he would play dubstep, which he didn't want to hear.

they stopped in the parking lot of a mall harry had never been to. excited, he quickly got out of the car.

"shopping?! oh my gosh yes louis! thank god i brought money!" he said turning to face the lad.

louis just smiled, glad the boy was happy.

they got in, harry going to all the pretty shops. louis was amazed at how harry just casually ignored all the strange looks he got from people. the boy was amazing to louis' eyes. he couldn't get enough of him.

after what felt like hours, they got back in the car when harry was satisfied with what he bought. harry got so annoyed each time louis dragged him into a sports store, but he didn't argue since louis followed him in every one of his stores.

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"okay harry, i've been meaning to ask you this all day now, but refrained since you seemed so happy."

they were in louis' car. louis seemed nervous, so harry thought maybe he wanted to ask someting very important. or maybe he had a huge pimple on his forehead!? harry selfconsciously felt his face for imperfections.

"go on."

"what colour is your underwear? you're wearing a dress and i can't resist."

harry looked at him in disbelief. that was the question? motherfucking fuckboy. the taller boy still checked under his dress, in a spot louis couldn't see.

"if i tell you, will you be satisfied and never ask again?"

"can't promise anything, but i'll be satisfied today, that's for sure." he said with a smirk.

"fine, they're pink."

"lacey?"

"i'm getting out. goodbye louis."

"text you tonight, okay?"

"whatever, bro."