Harry sat at the table with crossed arms and a pout to finish off the slouched position he had. Everyone else was loud as they talked, their hands occupied with utensils but the girls were playing with their clothed napkins that were thick with the color of maroon. He watched them play; wear them as veils as they waited for their meal.
“So Harry,” Harry felt his insides burn and he hesitantly looked over to the man that sat next to him. “Do you usually come here much?”
Was he honestly being civilized? Or was this some judgmental assumption, he didn’t see anything wrong with the restaurant, it was maybe a bit too fancy for his tastes but it was a good place to go to with family. “Only on holidays or when mum feels that we need to ‘bond’.”
“Your mum does that too?” Louis asked with a sympathetic smile and Harry felt the need to scoot his chair away from the man that seemed to be wearing a mask. This had to be a game.
“Uh, I guess. Your mother does that?” he asked.
“Oh god yes, just her and I will go out when the girls are out having a sleepover. She claims that she needs to get reacquainted with her little boy.” Louis gesticulated his hands to add to his explanation, it was almost cute the way he moved his hands and made the expressions he did when talking. Louis was a very expressive boy, almost silly.
“Well I can understand that, I’m sure there’s a lot of estrogen in the house.” Harry reasoned with a hint of a smile, maybe Louis wasn’t that difficult to have a conversation with. So maybe his brain wasn’t his penis.
“It is, especially with that hormonal teenager over there.” Louis whispered to Harry, pointing his thumb over to the eldest sister.
“So I take it she doesn’t deal with her monthly well?” Harry asked with curiosity. Gemma was always so cranky when her monthly came around, that was when he avoided the house because he feared for his head. He’d rather like to keep it on his shoulders.
“She’s a monster,” Louis smirked as he breathed out a chuckle as if reminiscing those times. “It’s a good thing I’m bigger than her otherwise she might actually have a chance at endangering my life, or ripping a few limbs.”
“I know what you mean.” Harry laughed and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. He wasn’t one to laugh much because of everything that worked inside his head, it kept him busy from the humor in the world but Louis seemed to ease out that wonderful vibration from his chest. Louis laughed with him as they shared something in common; it was nice to laugh like this with someone without caring much about what was around them.
“What are you boys laughing about?” Anne suddenly ripped them from their joyful atmosphere and they bit their lips to keep from laughing more.
“Oh nothing, mum.” Harry gurgled out and glanced to Louis. That was a bad decision because he had to cover his mouth to silence the squeaking laughter that leaked from his throat and it seemed Louis was suffering the same dilemma. He gripped Harry’s shoulder to support himself from falling off of his chair.
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Bury my Heart (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionUniversity life isn't what Louis expected, he thought that it would be all fun and games until his chem professor lays down the law. He's told to raise his grade in order to get the credit in order to graduate, or he will be kicked out of the class...
