Beanie [Louis/Luke]

Seventeen

*cooes* my cuddly tiny son

Seventeen: Invitation.

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Luke.

Gripping the strap of his backpack tightly, Luke quickly slipped past the loved up couple blocking his entrance, and stalked inside the auditorium. With brisk steps, he made his way through the narrow walkway and to the very front row of the chairs sat in a semi circle, plopping down and catching his breath.

Luke wanted to slap himself at that moment for a multitude of reasons. One, because of how the first thing he noticed was how cute and snuggable Louis looked in the oversized grey hoodie whose sleeves covered his fingertips, and his messy fluffy hair and bright eyes.

Two, how he was feeling something akin to jealousy when he saw Louis holding hands with his boyfriend.

And three, how Luke had been so busy thinking of what ifs in being with Louis, that he had been stupid enough to completely forget about Liam Payne, Louis' perfect boyfriend.

Now Luke knew he was being an idiot. Michael was being an idiot by persuading him. Luke will be leaving the country in six weeks. He has a huge crush on Louis which somehow grew like an unattended plant. Louis doesn't even see him that way plus has a boyfriend who adores him too.

So yeah. Things were not looking good for him. And his stupid hormones (and Michael) would just not allow him to let go and forget and not do something.

Luke immediately froze as the doors opened, glancing behind his shoulder to see Louis and another one of their classmates enter the hall. The girl took a seat in the very back and fished out her script, while Louis saw Luke and gave him a small wave with a cute smiled, and, God.

"Hey!" Louis chirped as he drew near, tossing his backpack and settling down on the seat opposite him, and Luke blinked.

"Uh, hey. Don't hate me anymore?" Luke asked after a few seconds, and Louis sighed dramatically.

"It's like you want me to hate you! And I still do, but you're tolerable now so," Louis shrugged with a small smirk, making Luke chuckle.

"Wow, I'm honored."

They both shared a small smile, their gaze holding for a few seconds too long as they looked away, Luke noticing a faint blush on the older lad's cheek.

Wow. Did we just have a moment? Why's Louis being so shy and nervous? What if--

"So, why are you early mate?" Louis asked, pulling his script out as well, and Luke pretended to ignore the mate.

"I'm always early. You're early today so," Luke hummed, and Louis rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. Didn't work out to well. The bastard still melted me," Louis said with a small smile.

"Come again?"

"Well I was mad at Liam and yeah long story. So I was avoiding him and he's always late so I showed up early today but so did he and then we made up but I don't know," Louis groaned, rubbing his hoodie-paws over his face.

Luke awkwardly patted his shoulder.

"Trouble in paradise?" Luke asked, hoping his tone didn't betray excitement.

Louis rubbed the back of his neck. "Not really but Liam is just so sweet sometimes and then he becomes a jerk and and why am I even telling you this? Sorry hah," Louis chuckled in embarrassment.

Luke smiled. "No worries. It'll be alright," he said.

"Yeah, yeah," Louis sighed.

"You don't seem so happy with him?" Luke blurted, biting his tongue after.