Stars, stripes and student life [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter 12

EXAMS ARE OVER!!!! WRITING TIME AGAIN!!

"This day has been so perfect." Harry and Louis leave the park. Harry thinks that Louis is about to walk towards the train station, but he turns the other way.

"Where are we going, Lou?" Harry asks, following the shorter guy.

"We are going to the best restaurant world wide." Louis smiles, slowing down a bit so he is walking next to Harry.

"Are we flying to Copenhagen? " Harry shrieks, big smile on his face. "I was there when they gave Noma the official title of best restaurant. They have great food." Harry nods.

"You're unbelievable." Louis laughs, shaking his head. "We're not flying to Copenhagen, babes. What we are doing though is walking to Riverside."

"Riverside?" Harry asks. Louis nods.

"Yup, and there is the best restaurant in the world according to me."

And it's a short five minute walk before they are there, walking into the building with the big yellow M.

"Can I have a large big mac menu with barbecue sauce and a coke, please? Oh and twenty chicken nuggets would be lovely. What do you want, H?" Louis turns around to face Harry.

"I uh... Maybe the salad? I don't know..." Harry stutters. "That's the only thing I know from the whole menu."

"Okay love, I got this." Louis turns around again, facing the girl behind the desk.

"A medium filet o' fish menu please with mayonnaise, H loves mayonnaise, and with a strawberry milkshake. Oh and I'm sure he'd love an Oreo Mc Flurry. He likes to eat sweet stuff." Louis smiles and the girl gives him an annoyed look.

"When your order is ready we will bring it to your table." Her voice is very monotone but Louis really doesn't mind. He is still as enthusiastic as he thanks the girl.

"This is so good." Harry says when he takes a bite of his burger. "I love fish."

"I know you do." Louis smirks, putting a chicken nugget into his mouth after dipping it in the sauce.

"Can I try one of those?" Harry asks pointing at Louis' box filled with nuggets.

"H, I really like you, but I think we are crossing a limit here. Nobody touches my chicken nuggets except for me."

"But..." Harry gives Louis a pouty lip. "Please.... I never had one..."

"You and your fucking bambi eyes." Louis curses and handing over a nugget to Harry. Harry smiles like a kid on Christmas when he takes a bite of the nugget.

"This is amazing." Harry moans while eating the nugget.

"It is, right!" Louis smiles.

"Can I have another one?"

"Harry...." Louis' tone is warning.

"You ordered twenty!" Harry reasons. "Come on!"

"I ordered twenty because I want to eat twenty."

"But..."

"No, Harry. Don't give me those eyes." Louis shakes his head.

"But..."

"Harry..."

"Lou lou..."

"Haz..." Louis sighs.

"Please?" his voice is sweet and soft and Louis hates that he literally can't say no to him.

"Here's five." He says while putting them on Harry's tray.

"Yeahhh! Thank you, Lou. You are the best." Harry leans over the table and quickly kisses his cheek and really after that Louis isn't hungry anymore because his stomach is already filled with butterflies...

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Louis and Harry catch the last train back towards campus and they are the only ones in their wagon. Again Harry's head is resting on Louis' shoulder and Louis plays with Harry's fingers.

"H?" Louis breaks the silence.

"Mh.." Harry reacts.

"Can we like... talk?" Louis asks nervously. Harry puts himself a bit straight (or gay) and takes place in the seat in front of Louis so they are eye to eye.

"What do you want to talk about?" Harry asks, biting his nails. He is so scared that Louis is going to say that today actually sucked and he doesn't want to hang out with Harry like ever again.

"Hey, don't do that." Louis speaks softly, removing Harry's fingers from his mouth. "'s not good for your nails." He keeps Harry's hand in his own.

"I just want to tell you that to me, confessing that I liked you and hearing it back, it's a big deal. It means so much to me and I just wanted to know if it's the same for you or maybe you feel differently..."

"I like you very much." Harry confesses. "But I'm very scared that you will be done with me quite quickly. I mean, I'm the president's son and your life won't be normal with me in it and..."

"Stop right there, H." Louis interrupts him. "I hate it when you do that."

"Do what?" Harry questions.

"Making yourself look like you are not like I am. Okay so your dad is the president, big deal. My mom's a nurse and I think that's pretty amazing and I don't think that your dad's job is any better than my mom's. They do their best to help people, both of them.

You have to stop profiling yourself as Harry Styles, son of the president and just see yourself as Harry Styles, chicken nugget freak with cute curls."

Harry giggles at that and looks down at his feet.

"I like you and it's not because your dad is the president. I like you because you are cute and you always blush when I give you a compliment. I like you because your soul is the purest I have ever seen. I like you because you bring out the better version of myself.

Harry, you are so much more than Des' son. You have your own amazing personality and you are the bravest person I know, coming out to the world like that. I just hate it when you do yourself short..."

"Lou..." Harry's voice cracks.

"I mean it. You should see yourself through my eyes, Harry. I hate it that people are mean to you just because of your father. I hate it that you take politics because your father. I hate it that you feel like you can't be yourself just because your father is the president. Harry, be yourself." Louis takes place next to Harry again and puts a stray of hair behind his ear.

"You have no clue how amazing you are. And baby, nobody is normal okay? I think Niall is the best example of that."

Harry chuckles lightly through his tears. Louis' words are touching him and he is like a crying teenage girl.

"If it's alright with you I would like to get to know you even more, but you, Harry Styles, not the president's son. I want to know what you like, what you want in life and everything. I can't wait to fall in love with the person you are, H. We can take this slow, yeah? Because I really want us to last."

"I want that too. Louis you don't know... this means so much to me. I want to spend like every single second with you, Jesus." Harry laughs through his tears.

"Well that's a good thing because that's exactly what I planned."