Pumpkin Spice Season - Larry Stylinson

13: Oi, Curly are you calling me short?

Louis still had a grin on his face when he ran the last few meters to the other boy before enveloping the taller in a hug, Harry wrapped his arms around Louis instinctively as the small force crashed into him, Louis had wrapped his arms around Harry's neck which forced the curly haired boy to loosely link his arms around the smaller boy's back.

 Harry leant down slightly- so Louis wouldn't have to stay on tiptoe, Louis smiled into Harry's chest at the gesture while Harry leant his head down on the smaller boy's shoulder waiting for Louis to let go. Louis stepped back after nearly twenty-five seconds, not that Harry was counting. 

An even wider grin plastered Louis' face when he stepped back- which rivalled the same expression on the curly boy's face. 

"Haz! You came!" Louis said blushing slightly, Harry chuckled "well you did ask me to" Louis nodded "yeah I guess I did, so how long have you been here for? I couldn't see you at the beginning of the game" 

Harry shook his head and recounted the horror story that was his journey to the pitches "that and you wouldn't have seen me even if I had been there, cause y'know..." Harry trailed off and just patted Louis' head "Oi curly are you calling me short?" 

Harry shrugged, "maybe I am, maybe I'm not, you will never know" Louis shook his head "so did you see me fall then?" 

Harry shook his head "no I didn't, are you okay? did you get hurt? do you want a lift home?" Louis waved a hand in front of Harry's face to get him to calm down.

"Hazza I'm fine, I'm okay, just a little bruised so I shouldn't play, but it's not fair if I play against them anyways" Louis said gesturing over to the teachers just as Principal Cordon started Naruto running with the ball. 

Harry nodded "yeah, I see that" Louis chuckled and hit his arm playfully "what do you say we get home?"  Harry nodded, he didn't mention the fact that he'd only just got there, his heart was too busy screaming about Louis referring to them as 'we' and said that 'we get home' as if they lived together, in the same house. 

Harry had a good mind to slap himself out of it, but Louis jumped up and down in front of him instead "earth to Styles! Hello! Harry! Hazza! Haz!" Louis was signing aggressively, and Harry snapped out of his daydream 

"well hello, welcome back!"  Louis signed a sarcastic expression on his face. Harry smiled shyly "sorry, I was just thinking"

Louis nodded "well are we going or not?"  Harry nodded and Louis left to get his sports bag and satchel. Harry smiled after him just watching as Louis grabbed them and headed back to where Harry was standing by the gate. 

Harry was following Louis like a lost puppy through the maze of paths between the football fields, maybe they were hockey pitches, heck if Harry knew. 

Harry was walking behind Louis until the smaller boy stopped and winced in pain when he tried to step forward, Harry jumped forward holding his arms out for the smaller boy to hold onto while he signed with one hand "I think me ankle just gave up" 

Harry nodded "yeah, it would seem so" Louis shrugged and looked as if he was about to start walking again but Harry grabbed him tighter and stopped him from walking "absolutely not" 

Louis rolled his eyes "how else do you suggest we get home then?" He said placing his hands on his hips while standing on one leg. 

Harry sighed butterflies again. "I'll give you a piggyback c'mon" Louis shook his head "there is no way your little stick arms could carry me for ten minutes"

Harry laughed and pulled his sleeve up slightly flexing the muscle "wanna bet on that?" Louis was openly staring before Harry clicked his fingers in his face. "Uhm- eh- no" Louis signed hands shaking, looking down.

Harry grinned and ruffled the shorter boy's hair "well it's settled then, give me that" Harry said snatching the satchel from the boy's hands. Louis groaned and gave in letting go of the second strap on his sports bag.

Harry grinned triumphantly and led them to a bench on the sidewalk (half carrying Louis of course couldn't let him walk.) Harry carefully lifted Louis onto the bench- so it was easier for the shorter boy to climb onto his back. 

Louis surrendered and wrapped his arms around Harry's neck wrapping his legs around Harry's waist. He could hear the younger boy laughing and realised it was because he couldn't protest anymore unless he wanted to let go of Harry's neck and risk falling while signing his protests. 

Louis blushed lightly as he felt Harry hook an arm under his injured leg and lifting the pressure of it slightly saying nothing and just carrying his satchel and sports bag in the other hand.

 Louis didn't know whether Harry was messing with him because there was no way in hell that he couldn't feel Louis' heart beating at a crazy pace against his back. There was also no way in hell he didn't know it was because of him.

Louis was slightly overwhelmed, everything was Harry. He was all too aware of Harry's gentle yet extremely strong grip on his leg, the slightly flowery smell of what Louis assumed must be his shampoo dont get him started on Harry's curls, just dont even get him started. Harry, everything around him was just so, Harry, but he wasn't complaining. 

It was actually quite calming now that he was thinking about it, he could feel Harry's calm heartbeat and his calm breathing as he effortlessly carried Louis all the way back to his house and if Louis fell asleep on the way there, that's something for them to know and you to find out.