Harry looked at the piece of paper that was crinkled up from where he had tucked it in his pocket prior that day. He squinted at the slightly smudged numbers that were neatly written in Liam's handwriting before typing them into his phone one by one. "I really hope this is right, Liam." he muttered before typing out a text and then sending it.
H: Hey, Liam! It's Harry! Finally got around to putting your number in my phone.
Harry tucked his phone into his pocket and went to the kitchen, deciding to grab himself an apple while he waited for a response. When it came to Liam, he could either reply within three seconds or three hours. It just depended on the day. Harry took the apple before heading back up to his room, opening his door and inhaling deeply as he kicked off his vans, watching them land in his shoe bin before plopping down on his mattress. He pulled his phone out and opened the YouTube app, looking for something to watch when he got a notification that appeared on his screen. He looked at it before tapping it to open the chat messages, expecting to see some sort of response from Liam. Instead, he found something quite different.
L: I'm sorry, who are you?
Harry scoffed, rolling his eyes as he quickly typed out a response.
H: Very funny, Liam. Quit trying to pull my leg, I know it's you dipstick.
He stared at his phone screen, quirking an eyebrow as if to challenge Liam to keep up the facade. A few seconds later, a message appeared.
L: Mate, watch who you're talking to. I'm not Liam.
H: Hm I got a new phone so guess I must have typed his number wrong.
L: Okay, then stop texting me.
H: Nah I like new people, I'm Harry
L: Go away, Harold.
Harry visibly cringed as soon as the name 'Harold' appeared on the screen.
H: Not Harold, never Harold.
L: Okay man I don't care what people call you. I'm not gonna talk to you because you could be a 40-year-old man for all I know.
H: ew I'm not 40
L: ya sure.
H: Really.
L: ya
H: really. come on I need friends
L: bro that's sad
H: At least tell me your name.
L: Louis.
H: okay hi Louis
L: Harold
H: You, just.
L: yeah i did.
H: wow, petty.
L: yep thats me
H: I love 'That's So Raven'
L: oh god, a stranger and I have something in common!
Harry looked at the text message and he felt a smile tug at the corner of his lips. He couldn't help but find Louis' charm extremely cute and slightly attractive. Before he knew what he was doing, he quickly typed up a message and hit send.
H: Yikes, and I don't even know what you look like.
Harry pressed send before he could second guess himself. He nervously chewed on his bottom lip. Had he creeped the guy out by asking for a picture of him in a roundabout way? No, it was normal, right? For him to want to know what Louis looked like. After all, for all he knew, Louis could really be someone named Mark and he could be fifty instead of eighteen. Yeah, no, there was no reason he should have crept the guy out.
Before Harry could overthink it anymore than he already had, there was a chiming noise on his phone and he saw Louis sent a new message. Harry tapped it and bit his lip, his eyes instantly scanning the chat. All he saw was a text from Louis along with an image file attached underneath it.
L: Like this.
Harry tapped twice on the image file and waited for his phone to load the picture. The moment it did, Harry's breath caught in his throat. A pair of blue eyes met his, and on top of his head was a mess of brown locks overlapping each other. His nose was slim and pointed at the tip and his lips looked soft to the touch. In the photo, his chin was resting on his hand and he was looking down at the camera, one of his eyebrows quirked as he stared challengingly. It felt like Louis was looking right through the phone screen and into his soul. Harry couldn't help but be mesmerized by the older boy. In fact, he stared at his phone for so long, he heard his phone chime and saw Louis texted him again.
L: That bad, huh?
H: No! No, sorry, my phone died.
L: Right. So, now that I've proved I'm not fifty, it's your turn.
Harry stared at the screen for a few seconds before looking around the room until his eyes landed on his mirror that hung on the wall. His hair was messier than normal and his shirt was wrinkled, but besides that he looked presentable. Harry got up and decided to move over to his dresser and began digging through the drawers for a shirt. After a few moments, he decided that he would slide on his purple hoodie with the words 'JACK WILLS' imprinted on it. He slid it on quickly before running his hand through his curls a few times. He looked back at his mirror and once he was satisfied with how he looked, he grabbed his phone and switched it over to the camera app. He held it out at arms length and did a couple of poses before deciding to just give the best smile he could manage. After he was done taking the picture, he plopped back onto his mattress and opened the text conversation he had been having with Louis.
H: Here. Do you trust me now?
L: You're adorable.
Harry laid there, his heart speeding up, his face becoming a deeper shade of red each second. He couldn't think of anything to say back. Should he compliment him back or say thank you? He was entirely too flustered to think straight..
H: Oh. Thank you
L: Oh, I'm 19 btw
H: 18.
Harry dropped his phone to his side, a smile materialized, practically taking up the entirety of his face. He felt his heart flutter at the mere thought of the name 'Louis'. Harry felt the buzz of his phone through his bed. He reached for it hoping for it to be the beautiful blue eyed boy, He's growing oh so fond of.
L: oh thank God.
H: That I'm eighteen.
L: Yes. Thank. God.
H: Anyway I'm going to go to bed, since it's so late.
L: Cool. Later Harold.
H: Watch it.
After Harry pressed send, he locked his phone for the night, plugging it in. He covered himself in a pile of thick blankets as he started to drift to sleep, all he could see were two ocean blue eyes.
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All The Love, xx.
I started this years ago and i went back and reread all of this and it sucked so its been changed. all chapters will be updated.
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He's Mine
FanfictionLouis doesnt know how to face the fact that he has fallen in love with someone who loves him back. He will do anything to protect harry. Even sacrificing his life to save his true love. will fate rip them apart or keep them together, before it's t...