Scar wars (Larry fanfic)

Louis

He left the cafe. The sun hit his hair making his curls shine brighter. It was something about him that made me believe he hides the darkest secrets under that soft mask he wears. His cologne remained in the air and I can still smell it. It's addicting and I hate it because of that. For the first time in years my heart started beating so fast that I couldn't control it. I couldn't believe I froze in the middle of the cafe analyzing him. I shook my head and went back to work. 

My first day was over and I finally went home. I can't stop thinking of him. His accent wasn't British. The way he was acting. he had something in his look. He walked in a way… 

Like a fighter.

That is the way he was. Like a fighter. Looking right in people's eyes.

Why am I thinking about a random man?

I shook my head again and went upstairs to take a shower pushing back the thoughts about him. 

You don't feel, remember? Never!

I run my hands through my wet hair and I enjoy a long shower. And he came again the next day. He's wearing a blue suit this time, it hugs his features perfectly. He has such a defined waist and his thighs are making it hard for me to not wonder how it feels to touch them, to feel them under my fingerprints, to-

Omg I am thinking about touching a random man that I know nothing about. so stupid of me.

I checked my collar this time, he was clearly bothered by it yesterday. He sat right on the same chair. 

And I am documenting every move he does. Amazing. 

I walk to him, smile at him but my smile doesn't reach my eyes but he doesn't look at me. Yesterday he got a black coffee so this is what will probably do now too.

"I would like a black coffee" he stops to look at me. For some reason he was afraid but he continued. "No tiramisu?" 

Holy shit the way he says Tiramisu is driving me crazy.

I shake my head ignoring my body's reaction to his accent. "Not yet. We wait for the special ingredient." And here we go again. The disappointed look. Shit.

"Just the coffee then. And when you will finally have that special ingredient, it better be a good tiramisu." He sounded like he didn't believe there was a secret ingredient but he decided to accept it. 

I bowed my head and left. I entered the kitchen and take a deep breath, now this is something I hate, when someone has power over me, but really, I can't help it. The way he looks right in my eyes and stands straight looking so powerful, the way he talks and his smell, his cologne is perfect and I hate him for that. I'll have to hire someone to take my place and step away from him.

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This is a shorter part but I think it's necessary to know Louis' reaction to Harry, right? I think someone as Harry can't be easily forgotten for sure and Louis experiences this.