Harry was sitting in one of the tables at the bar, the light was barely on in a sweet medium tone as the bar wasn't really opened for public, Niall had texted him it was an emergency and that he had to rush over there as soon as he can. Harry had all types of terrible feelings in mind but when he arrived Niall just said "enjoy your surprise" and there he was, Louis looking lost like a baby deer and him... mentally drooling for him.
"I don't really make the drinks so I just thought some white wine will do" Louis came with half empty bottle and a couple plastic cups, Harry looked at them
"Fancy" he said examining the plastic cups as if they were precious gems
"Hey, I don't want to get caught stealing this wine so don't ask for much" Louis sat with him
"Greg won't mind, he's nice" Harry looked at the wine bottle "I can do this"
Harry start serving the wine and Louis smiled while looking at the precision of the boy's hands, if a photographer took a picture of him it will be worth a million pounds because of the masterpiece he was
"Cheers" Louis said and Harry smiled and drink
"It's nice" Harry said
"It is" Louis answered.
The night was quiet, both of them wanted to say so much but so little at the same time... it was a torture. Louis didn't knew if it was right to apologize, Harry was thinking the same
"I'm sorry" both of them said at unison
"I don't say sorry often" Louis blurted
"I say sorry too often" Harry said smiling
Then silence invade them again, both of the boys were silently screaming with no exchange of words, but the looks they gave each other were enough.
Harry notices how Louis' right hand was still on the table, moving around like a nervous child that couldn't wait to go home. And Louis saw how Harry kept touching his hair, running his long fingers through it, and caressing it as if it was the finest most expensive silk.
"I saw a show... last week on Netflix and... there was this episode when one of the doctors had a panic attack" Harry started while Louis just listened "He asked an intern to hold him tight, like a hug but really really tight, almost with no space between them"
Louis examined his mouth, and how it moved with every sentence Harry formed
"After a couple of minutes of the intern hugging the doctor, he was much calmer and could do his brain surgery without killing the patient" Harry conclude and drank some of the whine
"My hand holding was merely that" Harry looked at Louis seriously "By holding your hand real tight your brain make it easier for you to speak, as you had forgotten why you were nervous in the 1st place"
Louis nodded and smile, he was truly relived it wasn't that awkward as he had predicted in his head.
"You're gayer than I thought" Louis blurt out "I am cool with that" he play It off as Harry just smirked and blush
Both of them drank some more wine and laugh for nothing a couple of minutes, lads being lads. Harry then started telling Louis how he was more of a season per day kind of boy, and Louis was pretty impressed he watched some quality Tv, like Grimm and Once Upon a Time. Not that Louis was really into that, but it was cute seeing Harry talk about that the way he did
"Guess that's where you take all your fairytale pink fairy ideas" Louis said now serving more wine
"Hey they are good ideas"
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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...
