Part Twenty Five

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Harry jumped awake, his eyes looking around the room as his phone rang and vibrated on the bedside table. Louis was sleeping undisturbed next to him, mouth open as he drooled onto the pillow. Harry turned away and grabbed his phone from the night stand. The caller ID simply read an unsaved number so he declined the call, sending them to voice-mail, and silenced his phone. He put the phone back down and sunk under the warm covers. He sleepily blinked at Louis then he smiled and reached up to close his mouth. He used his thumb to wipe the corner of his mouth as Louis audibly swallowed and smacked his lip. Louis shifted closer to Harry so he wrapped an arm over Louis' waist, pulled him close and fell asleep a moment later.

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Louis adjusted his lilac flower crown for the third time in five minutes then wiped his sweaty palms on his light washed jeans. He took a breath and tugged on the bottom of his, Harry's, pink sweater. Zayn nudged Louis' arm with his elbow as they walked side by side.

"Are you nervous or something? You look fine, cute." Zayn complimented, throwing an arm over Louis' shoulders and feeling them relax beneath him.

"I don't know how you're not nervous, you haven't spoken to her since you two slept together." Louis spoke, adjusting his crown again.

"No, she hasn't spoken to me. I've called, sent text and she hasn't responded. I don't know what you're nervous about." Zayn corrected. He had reached out to her, invited her over and she completely ignored him and has been since.

"This is why I wanted to meet for food first." Louis groaned, resting his head back against Zayns arm. He let out a huff when the flower crown bumped against Zayns arm.

"Sorry my boyfriend keeps me full and happy." Zayn grinned at him, patting his full belly and looking at Louis. Louis stared at him with a blank stare then shrugged his arm off.

"You're disgusting." Louis stated plainly. Zayn looked at him confused for a second before Louis cracked a smile and he realized the sexual implication.

"Oh my-I did not mean it like that." Zayn laughed with him. As they stopped at the crosswalk, they calmed their laughter enough for Louis to press the walk button. "Tell me why you're nervous." Zayn inquired seriously. Louis rung his fingers together.

"Well, I'm pretty sure Annie is Harry's sister. I've been too scared to ask Harry and Anne has been ignoring me too since the club." Louis confessed, grateful it was time to cross the street. Louis began walking leaving Zayn behind. Zayn rushed to catch up the few steps.

"I need you to break that down for me. Why are you scared to ask him and what do you mean Annie could be his sister?" Zayn asked confused, his eyebrows scrunched together.

"This is why we needed lunch first." Louis stressed. "It's too late, we're here now." Both men came to a stop infront of Blooming Days. The flowers outside the shop, hiding them from view, looked wilted. Louis took a step towards the door, exposing them. Zayn stopped him from going further, grabbing his arm and pulling him back.

"You're not going to like spring that on her right now are you?" Zayn questioned, concerned.

"She is still my friend, I need to know she's okay and alive before anything else, it has been months."  Louis stated, pulling his arm free and going to open the door. He had been here a few times, alone, in the last few months but Annie never seemed to be here. The familiar welcoming smell of fresh flowers and dirt filled Louis nose as he stepped into the shop. Zayn stepped in behind him and they both looked around from where they stood trying to spot Annie. Zayn tapped Louis' arm to get his attention.

"I see an apron by the daisies." He pointed to to the right. Louis looked over and saw a woman in an apron potting Daisies. He didn't say anything to Zayn before he walked over to the Daisies. He stopped a few feet behind her.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 29, 2023 ⏰

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