Perfect // l.t.

Part Thirteen: Rome

Louis' pov
"How do I tell her my feelings?" I stormed right in as soon as Harry opened the door to his room. He was obviously still half asleep, but I couldn't sleep in the first place and I was too impatient for it to be a reasonable time.

"What?" Harry mumbled as he rubbed his eyes. Surely, four in the morning wasn't that unreasonable right?

"I heard you two back in Amsterdam." I explained. "She said she doesn't know what I want. That's why we're in this mess. She needs to know, right? I need to tell her. That'll fix everything. I just want to go back to how it was before, back to normal." I rambled, trying to get all my thoughts out.

"Mmhhmm." Harry nodded, although I wasn't sure he was fully understanding what I was saying.

"So how do I do it? Do I kidnap her? She's still ignoring me, but I know she doesn't want to." I continued, excited and hopeful. Very hopeful. And not bothering to care whether Harry fully comprehended what I was saying.

"Why don't you do something normal like ask her out?" He said before yawning.

"Normal? Like show up in a suit with some flowers or some shit?" I asked baffled at why I didn't think of that before. Our adventures were anything but normal which is why this didn't come to mind.

"Yes, it would be a good start. No commitments or anything. Just to see how it goes." Harry continued sleepily.

"Would that work? Does that work? I've never done this before."

"You'll do great. Can I go back to sleep now?" He pointed at his bed.

"Wait, where do I get a suit? Where do I take her? Harry you have to help me." I pleaded frantically.

"Mate, it's four in the morning. We'll figure it out in a couple hours." Harry whined.

"You're right. Let me think about it and I'll come back to you. How does that sound? You're a great friend, you know that? Fantastic. Alright. Thank you. You can go back to sleep now." I quickly slipped out of his room and went back to mine to plan. It took three hours and many phone calls, but I finally had the perfect date ready.

I heard a knock at my door as soon as I hung up the last phone call that finalized everything. I opened the door and Harry stormed in dressed and a lot more awake.

"You heard us in Amsterdam!?" He asked confused.

"Did I mention that?" I asked cautiously.

"Eavesdropping is an invasion of privacy." Harry pointed at me.

"Well I wouldn't have realized I'm an idiot if I didn't, now would I?" I smirked.

"I'll let it slide this time." Harry rolled his eyes. "Only because you admitted you're an idiot. I should have recorded that. Mind saying it one more time?" Harry looked around for his phone.

"Shut it." I chuckled, pushing him so he'd stop making fun of me. "So do you want to see what I planned?" I turned to me desk and gathered all the papers into my arms before turning back to him with an excited smile on my face. I worked really hard to make this work out, but I wanted his input. I wanted to make it perfect.

"Oh boy." Harry's eyes widened, eyeing all the papers in my arms and the ones that fell to the floor. "Alright, let's see it then."