Plants, Records & A Charity Event | larry Stylinson

Chapter 13

* I do feel like spoiling you*

Louis wanted to avoid Harry, but sadly he can't. He made that plan without consulting the master of his life, the one who is in charge of his plans regarding Harry - Niall.

Niall, who booked a table at a restaurant for them, and also gave them instructions to post a picture of their food/ date on Instagram so people get aware of them hanging out. Alone.
Niall had everything planed out apart from Louis mood when it comes to Harry.

Normally before their 'dates' they would text a bit, coming up with a plan where to meet and all. But today Louis had no intention of spending more time thinking about Harry than necessary. So there was a text from Harry, asking him if they would meet at the restaurant or at the entrance of the dorm- read but unanswered by Louis.

Louis lets Niall know that he'll meet Harry infront of the restaurant at 8.

At seven he started getting ready, putting on a black skinny jeans that makes his bum look out of this world, a white tee and an olive green adidas jumper as well if he gets cold. He has a last look in the mirror and is convinced that he looks great. It's a classic Louis outfit but also a good one for a proper 'date'.

He walks to the restaurant, scrolling through Instagram on his way as his favourite rock playlist is blasting through his headphones.

He is 10 minutes early and decides to stand under a street light to wait. The clock on his phone turning to 8 pm and it is in that moment that he lays eyes on Harry.

'Fuck! The light makes him look like an angel. Oh holy shit.'

Harry is wearing a floral pattern in bright colours and a black jeans and Louis feels his jaw drop.

'Did he really had to leave so many buttons unbuttoned?? AGAIN.'

Louis is a simple guy and collarbones are his weakness.

He gets interrupted in his thoughts by the rusty voice of Harry.

"Hi. Have you've been waiting long?"

Louis has trouble finding his voice.

"Ehm Hi. No.. not at all. Let's get inside."

He can't be alone with Harry outside in the dark anymore. He hopes his head clears up a bit when he had something to drink or eat.
Louis is followed by Harry as he enters the restaurant.

"Hi, how can I help you, gentlemen?"

"Hi, dear. We have a reservation under Tomlinson for two people."

The way his voice changes when he's talking to an attractive person, which the waiter obviously is, doesn't go unnoticed by Harry.

"Oh yes. Right this way, follow me please."

The waiter leads the way to a beautiful decorated table, where a candle was already lit.
It is positioned in the back of the room next to some plants.

"There you go, have a great dinner. My colleague will be over soon to take your orders. Enjoy it. If you have any wishes or complaints please don't hesitate to tell."

As they said it, the looked at Louis for a bit to long.
In any other situation, Louis was sure that after dinner he would go and get the waiters number or maybe leave with them when their shift is done.

"Thank you."
Harry says with a bit of a harsh tone to his voice.

Louis wants to convince Harry that he can be a real gentleman, so he pulls back his chair and waits for him to sit down before pushing it back.