Louis walks fast, he wasn't looking back and could almost feel his own respiration. He only wanted to go to work and to forget about what just happened. It was obvious he had some sort of feeling for Harry, he wasn't a big fan of PDA and maybe secretly holding hands with your assignment mate didn't really count as that, but for Louis still was a big deal.
He went all the way to the bar with his eyes fixated on the ground, he had to manage a way of speaking with Harry again without making it weird, but who was he kidding, Harry was the king and queen of making things weird.
"I am on time" he told his boss who was drinking some pints with mates in the tables near the window
"Louis" he called him before the nervous boy walk behind the counter "Fetch yourself a beer, you seem... anxious"
"Boy's looking like he got into those magical mushrooms young lads buy in Amsterdam these days" one of his bosses friends said with a thick accent and the everyone in the table just laugh
Louis was standing still looking at everything
"Take your time Louis, it's still early"
Louis nodded and went to the back of the shop to get his apron and leave his stuff, his eyes petrified on the ground as he then put his hands through his hair, drank some water and finally look up, there was a man looking at him, and he definitely knew him.
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"So you're quiet" Liam told Harry
The lads were sitting in the tables near the park, Harry drinking his usual juice and Liam eating some chicken salad.
Harry look up to him, sad puppy green eyes that Liam noticed. He sat next to him and put a hand around his shoulder and squeeze it gently, to then look at the curly boy with a comforting look and ask him what was wrong. But Harry simply didn't feel like answering, Liam was great but also he hated Louis, a lot... he was not the right person to talk to in that moment.
"I don't feel like talking about that" He blurted out and drank his green juice
Liam back off and went back to eating his salad silently...
"Zayn haven't answer my mails" Liam said as if it was nothing, not even looking up from his salad "Several mails" he added
It was hard for Liam, as much as he wasn't that vocal about it, he really cared for his friends... but with Zayn it was special and both of them knew it, the bond was great but this time without him was hard for Liam, sadly Zayn could be full of himself sometimes and just forget about the world.
"Maybe he wants to talk to you personally" Harry said "You know him, he's not very good with technology, I bet he doesn't even remember his password"
"That's a very Zayn thing to do" Liam said calmly
Harry smiled
"Your story was lovely, how did you convinced Tomlinson into doing that?" Liam asked
In his head Louis was nothing but an immature kid, the type of kid who would make fun of everything and everyone and go home to be a cyberbully just because he was that type of person. And Harry was very different from everything and just someone that should be protected at all costs and never hurt by anyone or anything.
"Well I didn't" Harry said laying back like he was daydreaming "The thing that's so fascinating about Louis" he look at the sky as if the answer was in the clouds "He just acts without a particular reason, and I love that about him... and kind of dislike it very much at times" this last part with certain melancholy
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Advanced Script for Pros (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionA simple assignment introduces Harry Styles to the world of Louis Tomlinson, the only boy in the class that apparently doesn't like anyone but himself. Louis has to work with the fairytale king that is Harry to create the script of a lifetime. But c...