The Way You Look in the Sunset

Four

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Louis led the way. He quickly found out about Harry's clumsiness when it came to hiking, because he constantly had to turn and hold onto his hands to help him over the rocks.

"You didn't tell me we were going hiking." Harry huffed, Louis pulling him up to the landing where he usually set a blanket down, but he didn't have one today.

"Don't make fun of me. I'll push you off." Louis wanted, shrugging off his flannel and laying it down as a blanket. He was a bit insecure about being in his tank top alone, but he sat anyways.

"You come here to just sit and look?"

Louis leaned back on his hands. "I usually have a disposable camera to take a picture of the sunset with. I have almost 700 pictures of the sunset from the spot. But I just have to use my phone today."

Harry smiled. "Is there a reason? Or do you just love sunsets."

"There's a reason." Louis nodded. "But we aren't there yet."

Harry faced forward with a slow nod. The sunset was bright orange today, casting a glow onto the two boys. Louis looked over quickly and saw how Harry's features glowed in the light of the sun. His green eyes had never looked so beautiful, and his hair a perfect honey brown color.

"Like what you see?" Harry chuckled, making Louis' face turn red, he look forward. He tried to play it off like he wasn't staring, but Harry wasn't born yesterday.

Louis pulled out his phone and snapped a picture, putting it in an album for him to print soon. He shut off his phone and crossed his legs in front of him.

He just watched. He watched as all the birds made their way home for the night, as all the butterflies flew over to warmer places, as leaves fell from trees and turned brown. He probably looked silly with the fond look on his face for the nature in front of him.

"So what, you're some kind of hippie?" Harry chuckled, nudging Louis with his shoulder.

Louis looked down with a slight smile. "Not a hippie. I don't smoke." He looked back up. It was getting dark fairly quickly. "But I do have a weird love for the earth."

"I'm guessing you like magic rocks too? Candles?"

"Crystals? Yeah, my mum used to work with them." Louis smiled.

Harry scoffed pebbles around with his index finger. It was slightly endearing to Louis. "What does she do now?" He thought out loud, picking up a small rock and pushing it over the cliff's edge.

Louis felt a pang in his heart. "She stays at home now."

Harry looked confused for a second, then hurt, then content. Weird. "Do you have a favorite magic rock?"

Louis looked at the color of Harry's eyes. "Green aventurine."

The two sat in silence for the rest of their time in Louis spot. He never realize how close they were to each other until he leaned a bit to the right and hit his shoulder.