History || Larry AU

Chapter Tres

Louis was sure that he was safe to go, which he really wanted to. He wasn't comfortable and he hated it, especially since, had the circumstances been different, he would have no problem with the situation at hand.

''Why'd you call me that?'' Harry asked before Louis could walk out of the room.

Louis froze in place where he stood, his back facing Harry. His mind replayed what Harry could possibly be talking about. His mind didn't recall anything.

Louis spun around, ''What the hell are you talking about about, Harry?'' Louis asked rather challenging, his eyes narrowed at Harry.

Harry tried not to seem fazed by Louis' behaviour, ''Well... While I was lying on the ground, you um... You called me angel and - ''

Louis narrowed his eyes at Harry once again, ''I hope you don't think that actually means something. You know that doesn't mean anything, right? I dated you for four years, it's a force of habit. Are we clear? Can I go or have I done anything else that I need to clear up that made you think I'm still so in love.'' Louis asked Harry in an patronising tone. He didn't fucking need to interrogate me, Louis thought defensively.

''I was just wondering, '' Harry mumbled.

Louis made a turn to leave again, he just wanted to go to his apartment, but Harry stopped him for a second time.

''I didn't thank you. I'd love to say you didn't need to step in, but pushing my pride aside, but I actually did need you there. That bloke was super scary. Thank you, Louis. ''

''It was nothing, '' Louis told him with a blank face. Louis couldn't exactly tell Harry that, that guy had what was coming to him for hurting Harry.

''Well, I don't feel like a vocal apology is enough. How about I take you to dinner one night? You know, for being my knight in shining armour, '' Harry said with a giddy smile.

Louis tilted his head to the side ''What the fuck. Absolutely not. I'm your ex. I don't want to get dinner with you.''

Harry sighed, ''How about I just come and make you a nice homemade meal tomorrow night? You probably haven't had some good, nice food in a while. Have ya?'' Harry said solely, his eye throbbing a bit as he grinned at the older boy.

''You need to fucking stop that, alright? Stop making like you know what's going on and what I've done! Just. Stop, '' Louis said tiredly, ''But I won't turn down the offer of someone cooking homemade food in the comfort of my apartment. So, when you're done with your shift, if it's not too late, you can swing by.''

''Is 7 fine?'' Harry asked.

''Don't be late, I'll be hungry. I'm a growing boy.''

When Louis was out of earshot Harry mumbled, ''You're most likely staying that short.''

***

''You're late, '' Louis commented distastefully, to be fair, he was rather hungry.

Harry was frantic as he didn't like being late, ''I know, I know and I'm so so sorry but the bar was so busy and the traffic was bad and I still haven't got the ingredients for - ''

Louis found Harry's rambling rather annoyingly cute, so he did what any nice person would, ''For fuck sake, mate, shut up.''

Harry shrunk back at Louis' harsh tone. Louis definitely noticed it but he only felt bad for like maybe a second... Okay, so he did feel bad for longer than a second but no one needed to know that.

Louis felt tired, ''Harry, just please get the ingredients and come over if you're still up for it.''

Harry's mood lifted in an instant, he loved making food. He loved making food for Louis too, mainly because Louis isn't a picky eater and well, Louis enjoys food.