Years|| Larry

Year One

Louis was 15 when he first met Harry. It was his mothers birthday and all her friends were over. Louis was sat on the couch with his head upside down, watching people communicate. There were no kids of his age there. Actually, there was no kids other then him and his sisters.

Louis' mother, Jay, stood in front of him with a smile. "Doing that will get all your blood in your brain." She said. Louis rolled his eyes and sat normally on the couch. Jay smiled at him. "Why don't you go play outside or something? My friend Anne just got here with her kids. Maybe you could play with them."

Louis had nothing else to do so he agreed. He stoop up, walking to the backyard. He stepped out, already annoyed by the warm sun. He looked around at all the adults until he found what he was looking for. A girl that was just a year older and a small boy of 5 years old were running around the yard.

Louis stepped closer to them, watching them play. The small boy stopped running in front of Louis, looking up at him. "Hello, my name is Harry. Want to play with us?" The boy looked up at him with big green eyes. Louis shook his head. "Sorry, I don't play baby games."

The young boy stared at Louis for a moment, as if Louis would change his mind. But Louis just stood there in silence. "It's not a game for babies. It's for big kids." Harry exclaimed, throwing his small arms in the air. Louis got down on one knee so he was Harry's height.

"Like who? You? Sorry to tell you this buy you're still a baby." Harry stuck his bottom lip out, crossing his arms. "That's not true. You're the baby." Louis raised an eyebrow at the small boy. "How old are you?" He asked.

Harry smiled. "I am 5 years old!" He held out his hand, showing all 5 of his fingers. Louis smirked, standing up. "Exactly." He then turned around, deciding to go in and eat something. He heard Harry start crying. "Gem, that mean boy called me a baby!"

Louis rolled his eyes, stepping in the house and making his way to the kitchen.

Soon after, everyone was called back outside for the cake. Louis followed the crowd to a table where everyone stood, waiting. He went and stood next to Jay with Lottie on the other side. His stepdad then stepped out with the cake and everyone started singing. 

Jay made a wish and blew the candles with her kids. Harry's head then popped up next to Louis, making him jump slightly. "I want that part!" He exclaimed, pointing to a corner of the cake. Louis pushed him back. "You're going to get what you get. You aren't alone here."

Jay frowned at her son. "Louis, don't be mean." Harry turned around, pulling on his sisters arm. "See Gem? I told you he was mean!" Gemma gave him wide eyes and nodded, making the young boy laugh. Louis glared at her before looking down at his feet in shame.

"Here Harry." Jay handed him the piece that he wanted. Louis groaned. "Which piece would you like Louis?" She asked him.

"No. Cake I stupid anyways." He turned around and went to sit on a chair further away. Harry followed him, cake in hand. He sat in the seat next to Louis, smiling up at the older boy. "What do you want?" Louis asked.

Harry held out his piece of cake. "We can share. I have two forks." Louis looked away, making Harry frown. Harry started eating his cake, moaning at the taste. The noise was annoying Louis.

"It can't be that good." He said, looking back at Harry. The small boy nodded. "It is. You just don't know because you don't want to share with me."

Louis grabbed the second fork, giving up. He really wanted a piece but was scared he would look too much like a kid. He took a bite, also moaning at the taste. Harry smiled. "Told you so!"

Louis couldn't help but smile at the boy. Maybe Harry wasn't all that annoying after all. He was kind of cute too.

The sun went down after that but no one was leaving yet. Louis sat on the grass, watching everyone have fun. He was still bored and didn't know what to do. Harry walked over with his pyjamas now on. He sat next to Louis. "Do you like my pyjamas Louis?" He asked.

The older boy looked down, seeing little trains all other the boys pyjamas. "Sure, if you like trains."

"I love trains!" Harry exclaimed, laying his head on Louis' lap. "They get you from one place to another really fast." He explained. He then closed his eyes, bring his thump to his mouth. Louis wanted to use the bathroom but didn't want to bother Harry. Sure the boy was annoying but he looked so cute then.

Anne came over, smiling at her child. "He was more tired then he said he was." She picked him up in her arms and walked away with him.

Louis didn't see Harry again that night. In fact, he didn't see him for a whole year.