Scar wars (Larry fanfic)

Louis

Finally back at my café. No I haven't missed working, I missed a certain doctor obsessed with coffee. I missed just forgetting about everything the moment I looked into his eyes. And honestly it pisses me off because I can't stop caring about him but I decide to let it be like this because I feel like when I go against it, it comes back even stronger. 

The door opens and he enters. He is looking at his phone with a bored face on and it makes me giggle. He looks around and his eyes meet mine and he starts smiling widely. Like he missed me. Like he's happy to see me. He comes directly to me and greets me with an adorable "Hi there". I smile back at him and I can feel my heart dancing in my chest. 

"Hi, Harry, how are you today?"

"I'm feeling amazing now knowing I'll have my good coffee today. I missed it."

And me?

I giggle and look right in his eyes "You didn't like the other one?" 

He opens his eyes wide and shakes his head "It had a horrible taste. Nothing next to yours. Yours is very good and special." I can feel my cheeks burning and I ask "What makes my coffee special?" He smiles softly and shrugs cutely "I don't know, you tell me." 

I laugh pouting and I shrug as well "I guess it's my special ingredient."

He raises his hands walking towards his table. "Just know, it's amazing. And if you plan to disappear again, tell it to your mates."

I laugh and watch him sit on his table before going to make his coffee. I place it on his table two minutes later and he looks around before pointing to the chair across him. "Sit." He says shortly and I listen to him like a very well trained dog. To be honest in other circumstances I would have been really embarrassed but now? Was I supposed to say no to that? 

I lose my mind when he's with me for sure.

He takes a sip from his fresh coffee and closes his eyes, pleasure spreading all over his face letting out a quiet moan. "God this is so good. I almost forgot." He says and it's safe to say I forgot how to function. Everything in me is trying to keep it calm and my mouth is going dry. 

He does it on purpose for sure. 

I giggle nervously because I have to push away the not very innocent thoughts I have after this moment and say "Nothing like the other one huh?" His eyes meet mine again and he shakes his head. "Yours is heaven." 

Butterflies 

What do butterflies do in my stomach? 

This gives me butterflies. And I hate it. He makes me feel things I never felt and I hate him for that. I smile playing it cool and he tilts his head "Where have you been?" He asks and I clear my throat and respond "Working. Did you miss me?"

He forms his lips into a pout nodding "I did. I was wondering if you ran away or something." 

I laugh and get up to make myself a coffee. "I can't run away even if I'd want to." I raise my index finger and say quickly "I'm coming back" and start walking towards the coffee maker. 

I come back and sit on my chair and he smiles and I look at him "Where are you from? Your accent is different." He bites his lips and I swear if he continues to do so I will bite his lips. 

Okay too far. 

Impossible. 

I'll never do that.

Ever.

"I'm from Italy" my face lights up "That's why you want tiramisu so bad." 

He giggles softly and nods "Yeah but apparently my waiter said they need a "special" ingredient for a month now and it just doesn't come." He did that cute quotation marks motion with his hands and I giggled to that for sure. My smile turned into a smirk when I realised he called me "his waiter". I shake my head and look at him again. "My chefs don't know how to do a good tiramisu."

He shakes his head disappointed pouting slightly and sighs "I will come and do it for you then." I laugh and he laughs with me.

"If you know how to do it, why do you wait for me?" 

He sighs and shrugs "I have no time." I pout and smile "Poor you."

He pouts as well and says playing sad "I know… it's so hard." I giggle "well I guess this is what you have to do to be the best."

He looks at me smiling and I look at him right in the eyes "But don't forget you along the way" his smile drops sadness spreading all over his face. I tilt my head and smile "Okay?" He nods softly and looks away. 

"Right. Obviously." He says and I just understand that behind this strong Harry hides a very fragile one. "And… how are you?" He asks, smiling and I mirror his smile. "I'm good. Really good now" 

He puts his hand over his heart and pouts "Aw you missed me."

You have no idea.

We both start laughing and he gets up. "World needs me so I go now. I'm glad you're back, Louis. Bye." 

I wave at him and he leaves the café. Louis. The way he pronounced it kept replying in my head all day and all night. I love my name.

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Awww our baby Louis is falling in loveeee. I wonder where this will go.