Words counted: 4863
By: holyhorantwerks on AO3
Summary: The one where Harry isn't the jealous type, until he is.
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They were in some seedy bar when it first happened. Louis was sat in a booth waiting for Harry to come and meet him after work. It was only a small job at a law firm but it was good money and he gained a lot of experience. Louis however was a drama teacher at a local school. He taught drama to the local upper-schoolers and honestly it was a great job. But the school had shut early due to a small fire that had originate from one of the cooking rooms.
Louis and Harry had been together for just under a year and of course they had rough patches, but it was otherwise perfectly. One time into their seventh month together, they had almost broken up and were avoiding each other for almost a week. (It had been 2 day but it felt like forever!)
Louis was bored of waiting and was just about to ring Harry when the lanky boy slipped into the booth opposite him. "Didn't see you come in." Louis muttered, smiling at the boy.
"Oh, yeah, no 'Hi Harry how was your day' just, 'Didn't see you come in'." Harry chuckled at his own impression of Louis.
Too girly Louis scowled, "I do not, do not, sound like that Harold." Louis' eyes squinted threateningly.
Harry put his hands up loosely beside his head, "Yeah yeah, whatever." He mumbled and looked around until a handsome waiter caught his eye. He flagged him over and the boy made a scoffing sound before going to their table.
"Hello and welcome to McLaren's, I'm James and I'll be your-"He stopped to check Louis out, the boy himself raising a perfectly threaded brow, "-Um your server today. Anything I can get you beautiful?" He asked Louis, raising his shirt a little higher and practically pushing his biceps in Louis' face.
"No thank you, I'll just have a beer, we're going soon." Louis smiled but Harry made a noise of protest and furrowed his brows.
"No, Lou, no, we'll both have some onion rings and two beers, we'll order something bigger later." Harry grinned goofily at the guy and barely flinched when he huffed but walked away scribbling their order down. Louis stared at Harry in shock. He was surprised that he seemed to be so okay with the guy openly flirting with him.
"Harry." Louis said to gain his attention.
"Yeah love?"
Louis' mouth dropped open. How can he be so okay with this?! "How-'Yeah love', I-What? How can you be this calm when that guy was just hitting on me?"
Harry shrugged, "Didn't realise that was flirting to be honest."
Louis nodded but Harry still seemed okay, "So, you don't care that he was flirting with me?"
Again, he only shrugged, "Isn't bothering me to be honest. I know you're my boyfriend, so why should I be?"
"I know that you're mine too, and that you only love me but... if someone was flirting so obviously with you, I'd definitely be pissed." Louis explained.
"Guess I'm just, not the jealous type."
Although they had been together for almost a year, nobody had tried to hit on Harry or Louis, they both assumed it was because they made it quite clear to everybody that they were an item and nothing was going to break that. And even if they did, then neither would pay it any mind.
But now Louis thought about it, the idea of Harry not being the jealous type kinda, bummed him out.
"Oh." He whispered.
