Tattoos and Tails l.s

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okay so this chapter is dedicated to @knighthoran19 bc she voted for a ton of my chapters aw I feel special
also hella thanks for 2k reads ilyasm

Third Person pov-

"Okay babe, what do you want?" Louis looked to Harry. It was finally their turn after waiting in a 10 minute line. The Taco Bell they were at was fucking packed. Harry quickly told the girl at the register what he wanted, grabbed his cup and dropped Louis' hand, going to get whatever drink he wanted. Louis chuckled at his boy and shook his head.

"Make that two." He said, paying and giving the lady his name. He took his own cup from her. As he turned around, there was a couple giving him the most disgusted look he'd ever seen. He returned a confused one and walked over to the soda machine, still wondering what he'd done wrong.

Him and Harry picked a booth in the middle on the right side of the small fast food restaurant, or Harry did. Once they sat, they got sucked into a deep conversation about how they had been binge watching Supernatural for the past week. They were in the middle of wondering why the main characters, Sam and Dean, die so much when Louis' name was called out.

"Hold on real quick." He told Harry before standing and going to retrieve their food. On the way back, he noticed the same couple with their kid sitting across from Harry and Louis' own booth. When the kid noticed Louis, he smiled in an attempt to show that he didn't deserve the look he got earlier on. But the kid gave him the same one and looked to his mom, who did the same.

"Hey Haz, those people over there have been giving me wired looks the whole time we've been here and I don't know why." Louis said, looking a bit concerned.

"Since when do you care about other people's opinions?" Harry responded through a mouth full of bean and cheese burrito. Louis laughed and shook his head. He did that a lot around Harry.

"Just seemed weird is all. So I think they killed off John because he was just a douche of a dad." Louis started up the Supernatural conversation again.

They we're so wrapped up in why Meg was at the same bar Sam and Dean where at that they didn't even notice when the mom of the couple came up to their table.

"Boys do you think you could eat somewhere else? You're practicing major sins by being with each other in that way and I don't want my child around people so disgusting as yourselves." She spit out with so much hate Harry thought he'd killed her kid.

"How bout you eat somewhere else you judgmental bitch. Fuck you and your church." Louis said back, not missing a beat. Harry would've laughed if he wasn't trying to hold back tears.

"Burn in hell." She hissed and walked back to her table.

Louis just called back, "I plan to be on the thrown," with as much sass as he could muster. He watched the lady and her family leave the restaurant and after noticed the stares he was receiving.

"Oh go back to your lives people." He said, rolling his eyes. He looked over to Harry, and that's when he noticed that his boy was crying.

"Oh fuck." He whispered, immediately standing to slide in the seat next to Harry. "Love, it's okay. Shh, it's okay. C'mon lets go get some pie okay? I'll take you to your favorite dinner." Louis made an attempt to calm Harry down. He'd pulled him into his chest and was rubbing circles into his back.

"O-Okay." Harry hiccuped out. Yes, he was crying that hard, and yes, it broke Louis' heart. He wished he could smash that bitches face in the concrete for making his baby cry like this.

He stood up and picked Harry up, not giving a flying fuck about what anyone in this hell hole thinks. Harry automatically wrapped his legs around Louis' waste and his arms around his torso, burying his head in Louis' neck. Louis carried him out of the Taco Bell and to the car, grabbing his keys and unlocking the doors to set Harry in the front seat.

"Alright now to Delilah's to get my baby some pie." Louis said, smiling over at Harry. Harry smiled back and sniffled. He reached for the radio and turned it up.

"Louis, why do you like classic rock so much?" Harry asked, hearing it drift through the car. Louis smiled and shrugged.

"I just found it and happened to like it and stuck with it. It's bad ass, you've gotta admit." He said, Harry noticing the familiar spark in his eyes. It always happened when he talked about anything he loved.

"It is. Well most of it, some of it is kinda crappy." Harry replied, smirking at Louis. Louis just shook his head and grabbed Harry's hand. He laced their fingers together and turned up the radio with the other hand.

Louis sung obnoxiously all the way to the diner, making Harry laugh so hard he cried. This was the only way Harry should ever cry. Louis thought to himself as they both got out of the car to go into Delilah's Dinner. This was Harry's favorite place to get pie because, according to him, it was the best he'd ever had.

"Hi welcome to Delilah's, how many is there gonna be today?" The waitress at the register said, picking up a few menus.

"Just us two." Louis smiled. She nodded and walked off, expecting them to follow. Of course they did and sat down at the booth they were led to.

"Your waitress will be with you shortly." she smiled at the boys and walked off.

Louis watched Harry flip through the menu to where the pies were listed. God he loved him, didn't he? He just couldn't help it. He doesn't want to either. He looked at Harry, taking note on all his features, like the way nose crinkled up when he read something that sounded gross, or the way his eyebrows shot up at something that sounded interesting. He'd hit rock bottom, he's not falling anymore. He's in love.

"So I think I'm gonna have the cherry pie." Harry said, closing his menu to look at Louis. Louis smiled.

"Okay baby. I think I'm gonna get the apple, like always." Harry smiled back and Louis got that tingly feeling in the pit of the stomach. He never called it butterflies, that was pussy-ass crap according to him. He called it "foo-foo love shit" if he ever even admitted it to anyone.

"I'm Jezebel and I'll be your waitress for today. How may I help you boys?" The girl pulled out her pen and pad to write down their order.

"I'll have the apple pie with whip cream and baby what do you want?" Louis said and looked back to Harry, waiting for him to speak up.

"I'll have the cherry pie but no whip cream. Thank you." Harry smiled at her and handed up his menu. Louis followed suit.

"No drinks for you two?" Jezebel asked.

"Oh two chocolate milks, thanks." Louis smiled at her and she nodded, walking off.

"I'm so ready for this pie, Louis. I haven't had pie in forever. Thank you so much for bringing me." Harry exaggerated and Louis got that fuzzy feeling again. Mother fucking love, man. He thought.

"Anything for my baby." Louis responded.

"I love you." Harry blurted out. His eyes widened slightly.

"I love you." Louis said without thought. He smiled and brought his bottom lip between his teeth. Now it was Harry's turn to get those weird feelings in his stomach. Goddamn I love him so fucking much. Harry thought as the waitress sat their plates in front of them, along with their glasses of chocolate milk.

"That was fucking delicious." Louis smiled, leaning back in his side of the booth. Harry nodded in agreement, taking another bite of his pie. It wasn't his fault Louis inhaled his food instead of eating it like a normal person.

"Harry, you've got some cherry sauce on your nose. How did you even manage that?" Louis laughed out loud and leaned across the table. He stared into Harrys eyes for a moment, Harry's breath shortening because of how close Louis was. After an intense stare off, Louis tilted his head up and licked the cherry sauce off Harry's nose. Now it was Harry's turn to bust out laughing, which of course, caused Louis to laugh too.

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Chapter 20 done (: