Plants, Records & A Charity Event | larry Stylinson

Chapter 17

*TADAA! It's happening*

The day of the gala.

Harry is in his room, rereading his speech.
He is not quite proud of it but thinks it's the best he can do. He is just not in the right state of mind to write something great, since he can't keep a single good thought long enough to bring it to paper. He is again lost in his own thoughts as his eyes catch the time.

'Shit. I'll have to get ready. Niall will be here in 2 hours to pick me up.'

As if he called for it there is a knock on Harry's door. Liam and Zayn are there to keep him company.

"Oh wow H! You look sexy as hell."

"I'd bang you."

Is there first reaction as they saw him with his suit, a white shirt underneath and his tie, that Niall brought around yesterday. The black tie really made the look come together as it matches his shoes.

"Thanks guys! Tried my best."
He laughs.
"You don't think it's a bit too much?''

"NO!" They say in union.

Liam adds "it's exactly the right amount of everything."

"It's you. And your supervisor wants you to hold a speech and so he'll be fine with you wearing something that screams HARRY."
Zayn says with an encouraging smile.

"Okay... Thanks. What time is it?"
or as he frames it in his head 'how much time is left till I see Louis dressed up and till I have to face a dressed up Nick.'

During the time where they were dating he and Nick went to one wedding and a funeral together, so he knows the impact that Nick in a suit has on him. Both times, one being more inappropriate than the other, they couldn't contain themselves and had a quick fuck in a bathroom stall.

"They should knock at any minute, you got ready just in time."

It's Niall who is knocking so it's also the first one that Harry sees, the view on Louis blocked by the Irish one, who immediately starts to whistle of approval.

"Damn H! You really do look fabulous in everything!"

Impatient as a small child, Louis pushes Niall aside, desperate to lay eyes on Harry.
As he does he is physically unable to speak. Harry wears that green suit with such confidence that the colour seems brighter than it actually is. Harmonizing with Harry's eyes.

Harry is left with the same shock as his eyes wander up and down Louis body and linger a bit to long at Louis waist for it to be platonic.

"You're tie is matching my suit."

Harry is the first to break the silence as his eyes were able to move on from his waist.

"Yeah. You said you wanted to go matching with Nick and all that stuff... So... I thought why shouldn't you have the evening you wished for just because he is an arse. It's still your night after all."

Louis responses quite shyly, afraid to match Harry's eyes. If he would have looked up from his shoes he would have seen that Harry's cheeks turned pink.

As Liam spots Louis he can't keep his mouth shut and hollers

"Look at you. With that suit I'm pretty sure you're score again."

Running the moment between them.

Not knowing that scoring the last time was the worst thing he ever did and that if he were about to score the one person he wants is standing next to him in that moment.

"Score again?"
Harry asks interested and a bit hurt.

"We went out a few nights ago and Tommo went off with some brunette stranger. Can't quite reckon his name, what was it? Something with N... Nathan or Nathaniel?''

Niall sees the panic rising in Louis eyes.
All Louis thinks is 'Harry can not find out like this.'
Gladly Niall is an empath and interwins.

"We have to keep going, no time for shit chat or we'll be late and that is nothing I am willing to risk."

Louis takes a look at his imaginary watch and sucks in a huge gulp of air.

"Oh dear Lord. We really have to go. Sorry lads, talk to you later but young Harold and I have a dance to attend to."

He takes Harry's elbow and pulls him along to Niall's car. Looking at Harry in the backseat he can't help himself but smile.

"You look like you came right out of a disney movie."

Harry blushes.
"Thank you. You look gorgeous as well. And thank you, for buying and wearing a matching tie to my suit."

"Always Harry, makes it seem like we belong together."

Both of them smile fondly at each other.

Niall follows their exchange of words through the driving mirror, smiling slightly- knowing that they are both gone for each other but afraid of what will happen in the future.

"There we are. Have a great night, if anything happens text me. I come and pick you guys up, whenever. Call me if I'm already asleep."

"Thanks Niall."

They both say as they arrive at the venue.
Louis leaves the car first offering Harry a great view. His arse.
Harry nearly chokes on his spit. The suit really brings out the best features in Louis and the worst thoughts in him.