Moonlight scars

XII

Year—2022

"Here for the boyfriend?" Lorena asks noticing the drinks and cookies in Harry's hand who smiles, "He's backstage, probably yelling his way to the freshmen."

"Uh oh those poor freshmen." Harry mutters and they both share a laugh before he's making his way backstage.

"No Brad, we keep the tinsels on top and the bells sideways, I've told you thousand times—"

"Shh it's okay snowflake." Harry whispers in his ear holding him for one hand, he signals the freshman to leave who immediately thanks him with his puppy like brown eyes as he scurries off. "Haz. What're you doing here?" He asks and Harry thumbs his soft sides before turning his pretty boy so that he could look in those beautiful blue eyes.

"These freshmen needed a saviour. You look exhausted." He marks stroking the bags under Louis' eyes, while in their last year Harry somehow was able to get out of the drama club Louis was more than happy to be in it.

However, since Louis was a senior and also the head of the committee he had the biggest role in the play that was to be held.

"You're not funny. What'd you brought me?" Harry smiles and kisses his nose, "As many kisses as you desire, a bag full of cookies—"

"Cookies! Gimme gimme." He says making grabby hands, Harry hands him the bag making a wounded sound anyways, "Here you have a boyfriend who's offering you thousands of free kisses and you get so excited over a bag of homemade cookies?"

"They're chocolate chips. Don't blame me love made me crazy." He sings with a mouthful and still nibbling on the cookies as Harry sways them both, "More like cookies made you crazy."

"Don't be so salty babe, I love you." He mumbles eyeing the now small piece of cookie Harry laughs at his antics and leans to kiss his hair, "Let's settle down and eat, baby." Louis hums noncommittally as he eats the cookies made by Harry.

"You're the bestest chef, Haz. Thank you for the cookies and for the unlimited kisses. We'll get back to them after I finish this okay?"

"Of course sweetheart. Now sit down and eat like a any decent human being." Louis scoffs and flips him the bird while he takes a seat. He looks adorable stuffing his face with cookies and nibbling on it looking every bit of a squirrel.

Harry smiles as he eyes his beautiful boyfriend, Louis probably noticing his staring looks up through his lashes, "Don't look at me with those eyes, curly." He mumbles.

"You're so pretty, snowflake. And adorable."

"Even with cookie crumbs at the corner of my mouth." Harry hums,

"Especially with the cookie crumbs at the corner of your mouth." Louis rolls his eyes but Harry could see the blush on his cheeks, "You're so whipped, Harold. That much whipped-ness ain't right for your heart."

"You're right for my heart, my little heart."

"Cheeky." Louis says standing up and crossing the tiny table before sitting cross side on Harry's thighs swaying his legs, Harry holds his waist stroking it, "You love cheeky."

"I love your cookies." He mumbles and Harry rolls his eyes, "Cookies aren't enough, snowflake we need to get real food in your tummy. Let's go have lunch." Louis pouts, "Can't. There's so much we need to do yet."

"Lorena can handle it, Zayn can do it too. I promise I'll drop you after lunch. Let's eat first, baby." Louis juts his bottom lip, "What if they do something wrong with the arrangements? You know how big this is for me, Hazza." Harry kisses both his hands rubbing the back of them, "I know. Which is why I'm telling you to eat. Alright let's do this, I sit here while you do the important works and wind it up so that we can eat then."