Chocolate Kisses // ☆

•the one where the rumors rise•

I graduated, *cries*

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"I'd like to go home now," Louis mumbled, he couldn't look up and meet Harry's eyes. His own face was flushed a deep pink. Harry knew he had the stupidest grin on his own face as well.

"Of course yeah," Harry agreed. He started to stand up but was bumped into by a guy. This guy was only slightly smaller than Harry, he turned towards them and his eyebrows rose in amusement at seeing Louis.

Harry didn't pay him much mind, until he spoke. "Aye, Lou, word on the street is you put out? Mind giving me a turn?"

Louis turned even redder. Harry lost his smile and he turned to the new guy. "What did you just say?" Harry said. Of course he knew exactly where that rumor started. The guy, whose name Harry vaguely remembered as Chris only smirked.

"Doll face likes to put out, haven't you got ears yourself harold? Thought that's why you're out with him." And well if it wasn't for Louis placing his rather small hand on Harry's arm, causing for Harry to immediately turn to him and for Louis to shake his head, Harry would have socked the guy in his face. But Louis was there and so Harry only pushed past the guy and continued walking.

They walked past Zayn's table, and heard his muffled laughter, Louis could feel Zayn's eyes follow him out and he only self consciously got closer to Harry. Harry was fuming with anger, he stomped over to his car and only just remembered that Louis was with him, so he took a few deep breaths and opened the passenger door for Louis to get in. No words were exchanged as that happened, and nothing was said until Harry was in the drivers seat.

"Harry," Louis said quietly. "It's okay,"

"No Lou, no it's not. How fucking dare he?" Harry felt like screaming, actually no he felt like going back to the ice cream place and punching Zayn repeatedly.

"It's not true," Louis shrugged. "We both know that. I don't put out, and if anyone bothered to get to know me would realize that. Now just drop it and promise me you won't do anything rash so as to get yourself detention." Louis' voice was soft and delicate as he spoke and it sort of washed away Harry's boiling anger, sort of, just a bit.

"No promises." Harry muttered.

"Oh come on Harold. If you end up more days in detention then how could I possibly hang out with you?" Louis teased.

"You and I both have practice." Harry pointed out.

Louis frowned slightly. "Okay how about this, don't do anything rash, because then I'm going to have to do something to get into detention as well and I like hanging out with you but I rather do it freely. Please?" And Harry was already in front of his house, he glanced at Louis who was pouting.

"Fine." Harry mumbled in defeat. Louis smiled faintly.

"You do not believe them right?" Louis asked cautiously.

Harry laughed. "Like you said babe, anyone who knows you wouldn't have a doubt how uneasy you are,"

Louis grinned, "Thought so, I mean. He kept asking and we did things but never that, I wasn't ready. And I didn't feel comfortable doing the things we did in the first place." Louis shivered. "Besides, he's not that big anyway to be honest,"

Harry choked on nothing, eyes widening slightly to which Louis giggled. "What??" Harry said.

"Yeah...bye." Louis opened the car door and got out, it was a second later that he got back in and pressed a swift kiss to Harry's cheek. "All that aside, I had fun, thank you." And then he left.