It turns out, Mr. Hardington just didn't like Louis. He always picked on him, thankfully Louis was one of the few who actually paid attention so he was able to answer.
Right now, Louis was finishing another assignment for a different class. Harry smiled at his hardworking boyfriend and walked into the study with a couple of mugs of hot tea in his hands.
He walked over and placed a mug in front of Louis, who looked up and smiled at him appreciative. Louis took a generous swig and hummed at the delicious flavor.
"Stand up," Harry said gently. Louis did as he was told and stood, allowing Harry the opportunity to slide into the chair and then pull Louis down on his lap.
Harry stayed silent, for the most part, and left Louis alone, for the most part. He would whisper a couple of words in his ear and prod at his sides every now and then.
As soon as Louis was done he put his paper away and then looked at Harry.
"Can I help you?" he asked. Harry chuckled and pecked his lips.
"So, I've heard you really like football, so I may or may not have bought us a couple of tickets to go to the Man U game this Friday," Harry said. Louis' eyes widened.
"Are you kidding me?" he asked, shocked. Harry shook his head.
He said, "bruh", and then kissed him.
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Bruh: The Original Version (A Larry Text Story)
FanfictionNew DM from @itsharrybruh itsharrybruh: Hello there louisfantasies: hello "Bruh" itsharrybruh: f4f? louisfantasies: sure ***** Or the one where Harry finds Louis' account while on social media and deems him worthy enough to message.
