Larry Stylinson Oneshots

A day to remember

Whey hey :) Oneshot number three!

Thanks for the reads! Oh and I got my first vote, thank you I love you!! I freaked out like a little child that got a chocolate cake!

And sorry again for faults!!! Sometimes I don't know if it's right or wrong and then I'm totally confused :D

Much love xxxx

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A day to remember

It is one of those rare days, when the lads of One Direction have a day off. While the most people go out and enjoy their life with friends or family, the boys just spend their day at their homes.

Liam enjoys his time with Danielle, Zayn with Perrie and Niall meets some friends at his flat, watches some sports on TV and eats a lot.

Louis and Harry sleep until midday and watch the whole day some different movies together, cuddling on the sofa and enjoying each other's company.

In the early evening, Harry slowly stands up. "Hey Lou, I just go take a shower."

Louis gives him a bright smile and pecks Harry softly on his lips. "Ok, I won't run away."

"Yeah, I know that. I'm right back!" He says while going to the bathroom.

As soon as Louis hears the door shot, he quickly gets up and goes to the kitchen. He can't cook for shit, but he just wants to surprise Harry. They aren't often at home, but when they are, it is always Harry who has to make something to eat and Louis feels a bit bad about it.

He is 21 now and the only thing he can 'cook' is taking some pizza out of the freezer and put it into the oven. But when Harry cooks, it is always amazing! It's just the way he stands there, mixing all the ingredients together, perfectly knowing which herbs and spices give the last kick for it's taste to make a dinner unforgettable.

Louis loves to sit on the kitchen counter while Harry is cooking, totally into it, with a concentrated expression on his face. His lower lip between his teeth, his eyes totally focused on the knife in his large but at the same time deft hands, while cutting some vegetables or meat in fine stripes.

Louis knows, that his cooking skills are horrible but he always wanted to cook a proper dinner for the love of his life. Of course that sounds kind of a cliché, but he has never been the fan of open dates, where he sits with his big love in a restaurant, other people around them, talking and laughing. He prefers dates on silent places, where not many people come to. Where they can be alone, just enjoy the night, close to the other one, holding hands, sharing soft kisses, having little talks. He doesn't need anything else.

Without long hesitation he grabs a pot fills it with water and puts it on the oven. It is good that he watches Harry often, so he has at least a bit knowing what to do. But the theory is always easier than practice.

When it comes to the time to make some tomato sauce, he doesn't know anymore what to do. Totally confused he stands in the middle of the kitchen for like ten minutes. To his left side cutted tomatos and to his right side the oven with already boiling water.

"God, why does this all go so fast?" He mutters to himself. "Focus Louis, what do I have to do? Harry is almost done with his shower and you haven't even finished anything."

"What haven't you finished?" Suddenly Harry steps into the kitchen, wearing a plain white T-shirt and some grey joggers. His curly hair still a bit wet, what makes it more adorable than it already is.

When he sees all the chaos and a total overcharged Louis standing in the middle, he can't hold a light chuckle back.

"Lou, what are you doing here?" He asked with a big grin on his face. "If I had to guess, I would say you just throw a bomb, because, I'm sorry, cooking usually looks not like this."