unforgettable; a larry stylinson au.

3; boardwalk

I walked to the end of the boardwalk, where I was told to wait for Harry to show me around.

I stood, pondering about for a little while, then I heard the familiar voice behind me. "Louis," he called. "How are you?" He asked.

I turned around and smiled happily at Harry. "Hey, I'm good. And you?" I asked politely, looking up slightly at his tall physique.

"I'm brilliant. Ready for a little tour with the best of the best?" He grinned widely and I chuckled. "Of course. Let's go." I nodded.

Harry and I walked beside each other, our conversation slowly getting more and more constant.

"So where in England are you from, Lou?" Harry asked, and I smirked at the nickname he had given me.

"I'm from Doncaster. Near Leeds." I explained.

"Oh that's great. I was born in Homes chapel, near Cheshire, you know?" He asked. "I know." I smiled and nodded.

"Hey, I'm going to take you to one of my favourite places, but it takes a little uphill-walking; is that okay?" He asked with his warm and sort of exotic-y accent.

"Sounds awesome." I said, keeping a soft smile on my face.

I followed beside Harry and we kept talking for a while. "Tell me about yourself, Louis." He said.

I stayed silent for a few seconds, and then decided what I was going to let him know about myself. "I'm Louis Tomlinson, I'm 21, and like you know, I'm from Doncaster. And for a living, I travel the world. Okay, honestly I don't do it for a living. I stay in a different country each month, and find a job there, then I earn enough money, along with the money my mother and father sometimes send me, I go to the next country." I explained.

Harry gave me an interested look and I thought for a short amount of time, then opened my mouth to speak again.

"I also thought it may be a good idea to tell you about me. I live with my parents, and four sisters, and I am really protective over them. Those four little girls mean the world to me." I smiled, thinking of my sisters. I hummed a little as I thought of a little more, and then remembered one more fact I should really tell him.

"I'm also gay." I spat out and gave a small smile.

Harry;

"I'm also gay." Louis said.

"Well, that's great to meet you properly, Louis. You're interesting. Where are you thinking of finding a job? There is a stall in the village which is free. It's 5 euros to rent it each week." I explained.

Louis widened his eyes and gave that big bright smile of his once again. "That sounds awesome! But I don't know how that would work out for me. I don't have anything to sell." He shrugged.

"You're right. Hey, there's this convenience store around the corner who are hiring? You speak great Italian, and I'm sure they'd appreciate you going to work for them." I suggested.

"Okay, I might go see about it tomorrow. Maybe taking language classes in college did come in handy." He laughed and smiled gratefully.

As our rather odd conversation about jobs ended, I had walked Louis to the top of a cliff which overlooked the whole of Verona, and the almost clear blue sea.

I heard Louis take a small breath in and I glanced at him. "What do you think?" I asked and walked with him almost to the edge of the cliff and sat down.

"It's bloody beautiful." He muttered and sat on the dusty ground next to me.

We sat in admirable silence for minutes and then Louis perked up once again.

"Harry, you didn't tell me anything about you. You seem to be quite interesting." He smiled at me, the sunset glowing in his eyes.

I sighed a little and looked out into the glistening sea, then thought to myself.

I turned to Louis and opened my mouth to talk. "You're right, I have had quite the interesting journey. But first I should properly tell you about me, Harry Edward Styles. Maybe one of the most English names you can have when living in Italy, but oh well." I chuckled.

"I'm 19 years old, and I have actually lived here in Verona for 9 years. I originally lived here with my father, in a small apartment which I actually live in now, that's just off the coast. But when I turned 16, he met my step-mother, Krista. He was quick to move away from here with her; they moved to a huge house on the Amalfi coast." I kept explaining.

"I have never really travelled the world as such, just occasional flights back to the UK to visit my mother, but I live here in Verona mainly." I smiled brightly. "I mean, when you first met me this morning, you were convinced I was fully Italian, but that's what you get for living here for almost 10 years, right?"

"And that's where you get that mixed accent." Louis laughed and I nodded my head. "That's right!" I said as we laughed in sync.

Louis gave me an interested and amused look as he listened to my stories carefully. He was a truly beautiful man, in almost every way I knew.

His slightly tanning skin tone merged neatly with his milk chocolate coloured hair, and those sparkling ocean blue eyes. Wow.

"And I think sexuality is a sort of important topic to get on to, and so I shall," I began with a small laugh. "I'm currently kind of discovering myself, but I like to know myself as bisexual, for the time being. I've been with girls, I've been with boys, but I haven't found a preferred..partner, if you will." I smiled and Louis nodded his head.

He was still sat in silent; he seemed deep in thought of what I was saying, as if he were processing each word, part by part.

"I see. Well, I think I know you like I met you years ago now. I've properly met Harry Styles now." He grinned brightly and I nodded.

"It's a pleasure to meet signore Louis Tomlinson." I grinned, putting on an exaggerated accent.

Louis gave a fond look, his eyes squinting with little creases at each side, and a long closed mouth smile.

"Now, it's getting late. Maybe I should get you home." I smiled and tilted my head.

"Hm, okay. I should be going; and you should be too, mister. You've got an early start in the market tomorrow." He replied as we both stood up.

"Indeed I do. Let's get going." I grinned and walked beside him once more. Although I had only met Louis once, I already knew he was a special person, and I didn't want to lose him.

"But wait," I spoke up as Louis turned around to walk away.

"Hm?" He mumbled and turned back around to face me.

"Fancy going for a drink first? I know a lovely bar just around the corner." I smiled brightly and tilted my head suggestively.

"I'd love to, I mean, I have no where else to go." Louis agreed as I gave him a small wave of my hand, to gesture him to walk my way.