Mad Hatter || l.s

princess

"Mummy," Louis speaks up after he's finished eating his wonderful breakfast, looking up at Jay with doe wide eyes. "Can I go to Niall's house, please?" He begs his mother, pouting his bottom lip cutely because he knows his mummy can't tell him no when he does that.

She sighs, running a hand through her soft hair and ruffling it. Without second thought, she allows him, smiling widely when Louis runs up and embraces her into his arms. He repeatedly thanks her, running out of the kitchen after that and to his room. He decides to wear a light pink dress that was frilly at the bottom with his signature knee socks and maybe white panties.

He runs out of the house after bidding his mother a goodbye kiss on the cheek, walking down the roads of the village and towards his secret trail. Louis hums to himself as he takes in the hot, sunny day, a beam of light hitting his face and he giggles. Even the sun likes him. He makes it to Nialls' house in five minutes without stopping for any stray animals - though he had to hold himself back when he saw a white kitten by a large oak tree. He knocks three times precisely, rocking back and fourth.

"Hi, Niall!" Louis chirps as his friend opens the door, hair ruffled and face tired, telling Louis that he just woke up. He giggles and walks inside the vacant house, surprised that Nialls' parents aren't home yet from their vacation. Niall smiles fondly down at the small boy, walking up behind him and placing a large kiss on his cheek. He's always had a little crush on his friend — but Louis didn't need to know that.

Louis smiles and squeals from the kiss, pretending to gag as he sits down on the couch. "What is it with you and coming to my house so early in the morning?" Niall teases him, poking at his side and causing Louis to jump at the impact. Niall was completely infatuated with the boy in front him, but his heart always drops at the thought of Louis never loving him.

"What is it with you and waking up so late?" Louis smiles at him, not noticing the way Niall stares at him lovingly. "Oh! I forgot to tell you something that happened at the party last night, Ni." He gasps, pulling his knees up to his chest adorably. Louis looks like a little hedgehog sometimes.

"What happened, Lou? Your mother finally told you that you could date?" He cracks a smile. Jay didn't allow Louis to date — even if she knew like, everyone in the village. Louis pouts, slapping his chest and giggling loudly, eyes crinkling at the sides while doing so. "Okay, sorry." Niall holds his hands up in defense. "So, what happened?"

"Remember when I told you that The Mad Hatter would be coming to the party?" Louis doesn't even let Niall reply before talking again. "Well, I was right! Mr. Harry found me in my backyard while I was waiting for you. He called me pretty too!" He whispered the last part as if someone was watching them.

Niall tried not to get the jealousy get to him, but it was very difficult. He closed his eyes before re-opening them, putting on a fake smile. "Mr. Harry? Whos Harry?" He asks, watching sadly at how his best friend perks up at the name.

"That's The Mad Hatters' real name. Harry. He's so cute too, like a flower." Louis hums, looking up and thinking. "He's really tall — he's like a building, Niall! And he also has these pretty green eyes that I wouldn't mind looking at everyday." He confesses, heart eyes visible as he keeps replaying last night over and over in his head. "Don't tell anyone! He told me not to tell my mummy, so I told you." Louis smiles innocently.

"D—do you like him?" Niall chokes out, searching Louis' face for any signs of emotions, and he finds a lot.

"How could I like him when I just met him, silly." Louis laughs, leaning his head back against the couch and sighs. "I hope mummy doesn't find out about this, I would get into so much trouble—"

Louis gets cut off by Niall. "And you know why, Louis? The Mad Hatter is a bad man. The whole village is scared of him because he's a psycho. He's nothing but a lonely man that goes after children for comfort." Niall spits out, his fists clenching at the thought of this Harry guy ever laying a hand on Louis. "You should just stay away from him." He calmly adds on.

The smaller boy gasps at Nialls' rage, scrambling to get off the couch. Once he does so, he points to Niall with a pout. "Mr. Harry is not a meany! He is very nice." He argues back, and the fake blonde is in disbelief that Louis would defend that man so quickly. He didn't even know him that well.

"Louis, I swear to god you better stop talking to him or else." Niall threatens, watching how Louis' eyes widened. He only wanted the best for Louis, and it definitely wasn't The Mad Hatter. Who knows what that maniac could do to the sweet boy. "Or else I will tell your mother about this."

"No, Niall! I can do what I want — just because you don't like him doesn't mean I have to, too!" He cries out, stomping his small foot on the ground. Before Niall could even say anything, he speaks up again, anger written all over his face. "You can have whatever friends you want but I can't? I—I'm leaving." A tear drop slides down his cheek and he wipes it away.

He storms out of the house without a word, not even bothering to turn around when Niall calls his name repeatedly. He thought Niall would actually support him on this, hell, he thought Niall would support him through anything! He walks through the trail, tears now streaming down his face. Louis could be a crybaby sometimes, but he couldn't help it.

Louis turns his head around as he walking through the woods, looking at how Nialls' house disappears as he walks further. He turns back around, gasping when he collides into a larger figure. Louis falls on his bum, the dirt staining the light material of his dress. "Princess?"

The small boy looks up when he hears his voice. The sweet voice he had been thinking about all day. He's meet with Harry towering over him, a worried expression displayed on his face. "Oh, hi Mr. Harry!" He exclaims, getting up by himself and dusting off any dirt he had caught when he fell on his bum.

Harry takes notice of Louis' puffy eyes, immediately pulling him closer by the hip so he could study his face better. Louis closing his eyes and relaxes into Harrys' embrace, smelling the minty breath that was hitting his face. "What's wrong — why were you crying?" Harry inquires, moving his thumb up to brush away the stray tear that was still on Louis' cheek.

"N—nothing, sir." Harry gives him a look and Louis sighs before confessing. "Okay, I was at Ni's house and I told him about you. Then he started saying all these weird things like that you were a meany and I should just stay away from you." Louis looks into Harrys' eyes, his own eyes flickering down to his plump lips for a second. "But I'm not going to listen to him, Mr. Harry."

The taller mans' jaw clenches, trying to control his anger. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, angel. And don't listen to your friend, you can always trust me." Harry admits, looking down slightly at the top of the small boys head. He leans down and kisses behind Louis' ear softly, all while trying to think of ways to get revenge on Niall.

NOTE: my nail broke )': pray for me with the hashtag #prayfornonny2k16