The Boy Next Door - Larry Stylinson Fanfic AU (punk!louis and flowerchild!harry)

Trouble

It had been exactly two weeks since Louis moved towns. It also has been two exact weeks since Louis and Harry met. And of course both of them knew that -they've counted the days-. Luckily enough they both had today off. But -yet again- neither knew they both had today off. Each of them we're wondering about one another what they we're doing, thinking, thought of one another, -and most importantly- all of their -precious- conversation. And how much they've learned about each other. As well as personal things such as family and friends. They've both also noticed the little things both of them do throughout the day. You wouldn't believe how much they knew about each other within the matter or two weeks.

And of course their friends can't wait to meet Harry -in Louis' case- and to meet Louis -in Harry's case-. What surprises both of them the most -out of all things- is how much they actually have in common as they appear complete opposites from their outside exterior. Louis still didn’t notice he was slowly falling for the curly haired lad and he wouldn't admit it either. On the other hand Harry did notice that he was falling for Louis. He'd noticed himself when he would cheer up -and sometimes even fan-boy- when Louis wrote him a message. And yes he'd admit to trying to look good across the window. Have got to always give a good impression his mother used to say when he was younger.

Harry had even caught himself playing guitar. Guitar! Harry hasn't played guitar in years! Now this was defiantly a sign. Harry even wrote a song out of boredom one day about Louis. He'd catch himself singing it now and then he didn't even notice he was singing. Currently Harry was tending his garden it was a beautiful early September morning as Harry went around picking up weeds here and there, watering his plants collecting a few now and then. He took a break and put away his gardening tools then walked back into the garden not really knowing what he was doing.

Harry sat down on the moist grass next to a patch of Lisianthus flowers that matched his outfit and flower crown. He picked one up and laid back as he stared up at the clouds moving slowly above him "I'm in trouble I’m addict I’m addicted to this boy he's got my stomach in a knot and my stomach in a whirl. But even worse I can't stop calling him he's all I want and more I mean damn...what's not to adore?" Harry sang lowly to the flower in his hand. "I've been playing too much guitar I've been listening to jazz I called so many times I swear he's going mad and those papers will be the death of us I swear, I swear..." Harry sat up and leaned against a rock behind him as he continued to sing to his flower.

"And oh O-oh, o-oh, o-ooh Ooooh I'm running my mouth just like I got him but I surely don't" he continued "Because he's so O-oh, o-oh, o-ooh Rock 'n roll and out of my league is he out of my league... Let's hope not" he chuckled at that last part "I'm in trouble I'm so cliché see that word just wears me out makes me feel like just another boy to laugh and joke about" Harry sighed. "I can't stop calling him I’d love to hear that voice and honestly I’m left with no choice" He finished as he stood up slowly and walked back inside his flat.

Louis had just finished showering when he saw Harry walk back inside his flat. Louis had seen that he was out in his backyard earlier that morning working on his garden probably Louis thought. Harry walked upstairs into his room past his window Louis didn't let this go unseen and tapped on the window's glass. Harry walked back to the window and looked straight at Louis and waved at him offering him a smile. Louis smiled back at him and waved back. Louis took out a piece of paper and wrote a quick note. 

Hi Harry ! :)

Hey Lou :)

saw you earlier in your garden...it's really pretty

Harry took a minute to process what Louis just wrote him. Louis thought his garden was pretty. Louis. Out of all people to ever compliment his garden Louis. It wasn't a bad thing no it's just that Louis' appearance didn't give that type of aura. And Harry defiantly blushed as pink as a new grown cherry blossom thanks to Louis' compliment.

Thanks! I've worked so hard on it takes a lot of work

I can tell..

Louis noticed something was different about Harry's room. It was an object for sure. Louis looked around Harry's room and found what the difference was. Harry had a guitar right next to his drawer against the wall. At the bottom corner of the wooden guitar was a painted dandelion. Louis smiled softly knowing Harry defiantly painted that on his guitar.

Say Harry is that a guitar ?

Harry turned around then looked back at Louis and wrote a quick reply as he nodded.

Yeah I recently started playing guitar again I haven't in years funny thing is I haven't forgotten any of the chords and notes seems like I recently learned guitar or that I've played guitar for years

Really? That's so cool I mean I have an electric guitar but still you know :)

I know haha

Harry smiled at Louis and Louis smiled back at him. Louis had been wanting to talk to Harry in real life for a while. Like an actual face to face talk to talk conversation he just wasn't sure if Harry wanted to as well. He was really scared Harry would say no if he asked so he'd keep that wish for another time maybe sometime in the future he hoped. But little did Louis know that Harry wanted the exact same thing. He wanted to talk to Louis face to face so badly. But of course Harry being him think he'd hardly talk to the lad because he's really timid around people. He's even timid around Liam at times.

But as the days, weeks, and months pass by these boys will become closer and closer. And they'll talk to each other one day or another. Sooner or later it will happen but they don't suspect a thing of course being in their own little world.

Months passed by and Louis and Harry couldn't be closer than ever! They knew each other perfectly except for the part on how they act around in reality. The leaves had already started falling off tree branches as autumn was just around the corner. Leaves changed colors from green to orange, yellow, or red. Autumn days we're Harry's favorites for one he didn't have to worry as much about his massively colorful garden. Secondly it was more appropriate to wear flower crowns and wouldn't get as teased as he regularly did.

By now Louis had realized that he'd fallen for the curly haired lad -of course Niall and Zayn kept pointing it out to him though he wouldn't believe them-. Louis made himself promise he would try and talk to Harry face to face one day. Obviously because he wouldn't begin to imagine what Harry's voice would sound like. Louis had come up with so many different types of voices high or low pitched slow or fast speaker etc. Some days Louis spent his free time drawing tattoo sketches of the letter H in different hand writings he'd been thinking of getting it tattooed once or twice but then realized it'd be creepy if Harry found out.

Harry was in the same state as Louis. Wondering and daydreaming about Louis or about him and Louis together. He'd think about Louis' tattoos and wondering the meanings behind them. Louis hasn't told him because they hadn't brought up the subject but Harry was as curious as ever.

Days went by and it seemed as if the two couldn’t get any closer than they already we’re. Harry and Louis still had the dilemma of asking each other to go for a stroll somewhere or simply just coming over each other’s houses. Yet of course neither of them knew how to bring up the subject because honestly it had never come up in their long conversations they have.

Louis had figured something about Harry though –thought he noticed it before of course- Harry had words to say but no point to prove. Louis had been looking for a heart so complete. So satisfied with the little things in life. Louis had been lost for quite a while but Harry had found him. Louis caught himself talking to the mirror practicing some clever lines to tell Harry –you know that’s if they talk face to face- he still fantasized about that. And well the day he’d ask Harry to go for a stroll around town will come sooner than they’ve both expected.