•triangle• l.s [ON HOLD]

eleven

a/n guess whos backkk

ps. thats what louis looks like in this chapter -ik hes so hot. i cant-
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ding dong

"ughhh" harry groaned, glancing at the clock, five o'clock straight.

"whats wrong, little bro? seems like someone stuffed peanut butter in your boxers," gemma paused, "or should i say panties." she smirked, wiggling her eyebrows.

"s-shut up gems. none of your business. and louis' here to take me out on a 'date'." he huffed, quoting the word date, "and why are you still here? i thought you were leaving yesterday?"

"i just wanted to see my little brother. i only came for a visit, chillax." she rolled her eyes as she continued. "by the way, have fun with your boyfriend! not too much fun though." she laughed as harry opened the door and turned around, thinking to himself,

hes not my boyfrien-

oh my god.

daddy

harry stared at him, eyes and mouth wide open, slightly whimpering at his not-so-innocent imagination.

damn those jeans

"ready, love?" louis said, bringing harry back to the present.

"uhm, y-yeah. yeah, im ready."

as he was about to close the door shut, gemma yelled out, "remember to use protection yall!"

"oh my god, im so sorry. my sister can be an arse sometime." harry blushed, looking down at his outfit, making sure everything was on point.

and it was, as usual.

(a/n his outfit ^ without the jacket cuz its louis' but if you dont like the outfit you can just imagine him in something else :3)

"you look lovely, love." louis complimented making harry blush once again.

"you dont look so bad too," harry spoke softly, all shy and bashful all of the sudden.

really harry? not so bad. hes smoking hot.

"after you, babe." louis, like the gentleman he is, opened the door of the car for harry as harry gracefully took a seat.

the engine rumbled as the keys turned, soon they were on the main road on their way to the destination of their date.

"where're we going?" harry asked, breaking the silence along with the tension.

"a skating rink," he replied with a small smirk.

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"ah- oh my- fuck." harry groaned as he fell onto the hard ice.

"you alright, love?" louis chuckled.

for some odd reason, every time louis calls him love, his heart skip a beat.

"yeah. just a bit cold," he shivered, rubbing small ice flakes off his milky white thighs.

"here ya go," louis said, handing his -rather- large white jacket to harry.

"t-thank you." harry mumbled, his already red cheeks -from the cold air- turning darker.

he enjoyed the time they were spending together, louis occasionally holding him, incase he falls again.

harry was afraid that he was slowly falling deeper into the spell.

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a/n heyy. i really hope you enjoyed it!! im on holidays now so hopefully ill be writing more.

all the votes and comments especially from @zayntopsliambottoms are making me smile ((:

thnk you so much and yall have a lovely day !!