50 First Dates (Larry)

The Second First Day

Waking up was hard.

Louis had hit the snooze button at least four time before he had actually forced himself out of bed and attempted to style his hair.

Eventually he'd given up on his hair, it'd be screwed up by the sea breeze by the time he'd open the door anyways. He had planned on going to work early and maybe filling Zayn's desk with algae, but found himself pulling into the cafe's parking lot when he saw the Volkswagen parked outside.

He quickly made his way inside, eager to see the guy from yesterday again. He was caffeinated and not hungover and his brain could probably maybe function long enough to help him flirt a little.

Louis spotted the beautiful man sitting by the window, making another house with his waffles. Louis' confidence was gone, it had evaporated like water as soon as he saw the sun gleaming off of the boy's face.

Was it too early to order a tequila shot?

Louis' legs were apparently not in tune with the rest of him because they kept walking toward the guys table. Next thing he knew Louis was sitting down at the table in front of the stunning stranger.

"Uh, ya know, you use a took pick righttttttt- here." Louis blurted, grabbing a toothpick and planting it in a piece of the waffle. "You got yourself a little door now. See?"

The stranger blinked at him.

"Why...why are you touching my food what's wrong with you?" He said finally and Louis actually wanted to die.

"I-I'm sorry I just...I dunno. Sorry, I'm so sorry." He rambled.

Sighing, the guy began grabbing his things to leave and god damn it Louis hates himself at this moment.

"Wait!" He calls after the boy, "I'm really sorry."

"Yeah okay." Green eyes mumbles, searching for his keys.

Louis panics. And when Louis panics he literally can't stop talking.

"Thanks for yesterday." Louis squeaks and the guy looks really really confused so Louis panics more and keeps talking.

"For bringing me my keys." Louis says, and he feels his cheeks burning with every word.

Big hands looks like he's about to say something when Linda the waitress interrupts.

"Harry, darling is this man bothering you?" She asks sincerely before glaring daggers at Louis.

Louis' cheeks are still flaming and he's terrified of Linda at this moment but finally! A name! Harry. It fits.

"Um no. He's confused I think. I'm leaving though, thanks for breakfast Lin. Have a nice day." Harry replies, rushing outside.

Louis watches him go and then turns back to Linda.

"Sit down," she barks. "We've got lots to talk about."

YOOOOOOOOO this was short but it's a start huh? Next chapter will be about Harry's brain and stuff so yeah. I wrote the first chapter like a year ago when I didn't want to hit Zayn so he's staying for the time being. Love you all sorry if my writing sucks. Vote and comment maybe? If you have any questions about the story so far feel free to inbox me or TWEET AND FOLLOW ME @ tomlinfun ON TWITTER ILY THANKS BYE FOR NOW -Anna