Falling For Him L.S

Chapter Two

Harry's pov:

April 7th 2022 (07-04-22)

I'm currently getting ready to go out, I've just bought a house here in Manchester so I have no food in the house. I spent the day moving some of my stuff in. Most of the boxes are still in the garage, for now, I might hire some movers to help me out tomorrow. But at the same time it's risky because they could open a box and see something they're not meant to and the next thing you know there are several news articles about how "Harry Styles owns blah blah blah"

You see, I love what I do and know how incredibly privileged I am, Don't get me wrong I know that I'm living the dream and all that but at a certain point it just gets exhausting you know? I see a therapist now because of my anxiety and depression. Everything I do is watched and reported on, then it's all over the internet, Twitter, Instagram, tabloids, gossip magazines etc.

I feel like I'm constantly second-guessing myself to make sure I don't make some dumb decision that once again ends up on every news source. You also start to feel trapped after a while. I can't go out in public too much unless I go with security or if it's late at night. It's quite scary to be in the middle of a crowd with people screaming, pulling you in every direction, and shoving phones in your face trying to take pictures.

So yeah getting mobbed isn't fun even in the slightest. Like sometimes I just want to go out and not have a billion pictures taken of me. Friendships or relationships are also difficult because not everyone wants to be in the spotlight.

Also, it's a risk because you never know whether someone genuinely wants to be your friend or partner or if they just want to be with 'Harry Styles™' so that makes things frustrating too. I always feel bad saying this stuff cause I know I'm lucky with my job so I feel like shit for complaining but I guess things aren't always happiness and rainbows is it?

Anyways, I'm now driving to the grocery store to pick up some essentials. I pulled into the parking lot but because I'm still trying to find my way around the area it took longer than usual, it's about 8 pm right now. As I walk into the mainly empty store I pull my hood up to hide a little bit more just in case.

I grab the essentials, lots of fruit and vegetables, milk, bread, eggs, drinks, granola bars etc. I go to the bathroom aisle to buy a new toothpaste, body wash, toothbrushes, and deodorant. If I grabbed a box of condoms and a bottle of lube and hid it under other stuff in my cart, that would be no one's business. I keep walking up and down each aisle to ensure I don't forget anything.

As I get to one of the last aisles I notice an employee on a ladder stocking shelves. He turns around and I realise I'm staring when he makes eye contact with me so I look away and hope he didn't recognise me. I grab a bag of chips off of the shelf and continue walking down the aisle, as I go to walk past the man on the ladder I realise he's about to fall so I push my cart away from me and catch him.

When I look at him I realise just how gorgeous he is. He had his eyes closed obviously from the fear of falling off a ladder but when he opens his eyes I see the most gorgeous blue eyes I've ever seen. I put him down on his feet when I realised I'd been caught staring once again.

When I put him down he looks at his feet and facepalms and whispers to himself "oh my god that did not just happen" and then looks up at me with a sheepish smile. He looks kind of nervous which makes me think he might recognise me.. 'Shit here we go' I thought to myself. I'm waiting for him to ask for a picture or freak out or something but instead, he says:

"Oops" with a chuckle

"Hi" I say in return with a smile

"Thank you for catching me..." the blue-eyed man says, clearly hoping to get my name.

'He doesn't know who I am?' I think to myself, not to sound narcissistic but it's very rare for me to meet someone who isn't screaming my name and asking for a picture these days. It's quite refreshing I must admit, to meet someone who doesn't know who I am and is treating me like a normal human, not like 'Harry Styles the famous singer'

"Oh sorry, my name is Harry" I say with a nervous laugh, "and you're welcome, I wasn't going to just let you fall, was I?" I respond as I hold out my hand for a handshake

"Well thank you anyways Harry, m' name is Louis by the way" he responds in a cute accent while he reaches out to return the handshake.

"Well Louis, may I ask where that lovely accent is from?" I realise that probably sounds creepy and awkward so I quickly add on "Oh my god I'm sorry that sounds nosy and creepy but I guess sometimes I'm too curious for my own good" I say while I awkwardly shift my weight between my feet and scratch the back of my neck.

"Don't worry about it love, I'm quite nosy myself, I'm from Doncaster in Yorkshire, how about you? you've got a lovely accent yourself" He says with a smile and a small giggle.

I instantly beam at him. 'Wow first of all I think his giggle might be the cutest thing I've ever heard and second of all; LOVE. I KNOW IT'S A COMMON NICKNAME BUT AHHHH'

"I'm from Holmes Chapel in Cheshire" I respond while trying to contain my smile.

"Well Harry from Holmes Chapel, I should get back to work before I get in trouble with my boss" He says as he turns his head to look down the aisle, I assume to make sure his boss isn't around.

I chuckle but before he turns around I say "Well Louis from Doncaster, I would love to continue this conversation another time, would I be able to by any chance get your number?" I say with a slight smirk on my face

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(1,091 words)

Sorry if you got any notifications about me editing the last chapter. I decided I wanted Zayn as Louis' best friend instead so I had to change it

Also let me know what you thought of this chapter and yeah... Lou fell for H.. Literally hehe.. Yes this book is literally just a bad pun