Call or Delete #2

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THIS SECOND PART WAS ALL MY IDEA, NOT FROM THE SOURCE FROM THE FIRST PART :)

Source: me
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1537
Summary: look at previous part "Call or Delete"

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harry wraps his arms around louis, pulling him close and hugging him tight. he breathes in his scent, smiling softly at the familiar smell of the smaller man. the wind is nipping at his neck, but he doesn't care. he just lets out a breath, rocking side to side as louis' arms snake around his waist.

"i should've called five years ago, i'm so sorry," he sighs, pulling away. after getting a clear look of his face, the one he hasn't seen in person for a long time, he grins. "you're so small it's killing me," he sighs.

louis stammers, "uh, is that a bad thing? m'not that short, idiot," he defends.

harry just shakes his head, looking down on the man, "you are, but i love it. it's perfect," he says. then he stares at louis for a second, and the other man can't help but feel a bit self conscious. it's harry styles. former friends or not he'll always give louis some sort of nerves.

his hair is so much longer than it used to be. everything is different and puberty definitely did him very well. he's seen way too many pictures of him over the years, but seeing him in person is so much different. it makes him want to cry over how different he looks.

harry on the other hand almost does get tears in his eyes. louis looks so fucking attractive. not only is he hot but he's so cute and small and he wants to just wants to take him home and cuddle him forever. he's so much shorter than him, since five years ago he was the taller of the two. his voice is still high pitched but has a deeper sound to it. his thighs are thick and perfect and his arse is amazing and his hair and his eyes and his smile and everything about louis is just so so fantastic and harry has to hold himself back from freaking over him. it's not usually that way but with this boy everything seems to just change.

"how beautiful can you get?" harry shakes his head.

louis blushes madly, his cheeks going pink, "i uh.. i didn't think you were gay. cause like, the uhm taylor-"

"oh god no. she was just a publicity stunt. we don't do those anymore, though. never liked it," he shakes his head, "i'm bisexual. though i prefer men rather than women," he has a smirk on his face, and gestures for louis to lead him into the building. it's only a coffee shop on the corner of the block. not very popular, but it doesn't matter since it's only the two of them.

"so then you haven't been with anyone in the past five years?" louis asks amused.

harry tilts his head, "not since you," he says, his voice soft. he brought up a topic that hadn't been brought up ever. not with his band mates, or his sister, or his mum or anyone. no interviews or shows. only his car dusty on a late night back a couple of months after it happened.

louis bites his lip, his cheeks blushing as he looks down at the table.

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louis had tears in his eyes, gathering his things from the house. he zipped up his bag, his fingers shaking a bit as he shoved his phone into his pocket. he let out a bit sigh, crying out silently as he wiped at his face with his palms.

the door busted open, and a short curly haired sixteen year old burst through. his eyes were wide, and he was breathing hard. "i just... i just ran, took a cab. as soon as.. as i could," he said. louis bit the inside of his cheek, giving the boy a sad smile.

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