Misunderstood (Larry)

Chapter 7

Harry's POV

We pull up to a park that is next to a forest.

"What are we doing?" Louis asked.

"I'm going to be a cliché and say that it's a surprise", I chuckled getting out of the car.

He quickly followed behind me and I grabbed his hand.

I walked right past the park towards the forest.

"Where are we going?" Louis asked me, a little scared.

"Don't be scared little one", I stopped at turned to him and brushed his hair behind his ear. "This is a fun surprise."

I dragged him through the woods before we came to a clearing.

Louis' POV

He led me to a beautiful field of flowers.

It was all blue and purple flowers with the sun shining through the trees.

"What happened to reservations?" I asked.

He pointed behind him and I saw a little pavilion with a small table and two chairs.

We walked over and he pulled the seat out for me to sit.

"This is amazing", I sighed.

Before Harry could reply I heard a voice.

"Here is our special", Niall said in a fake British accent.

He set down two silver platters and removed the lid. I giggled when I saw what was underneath.

"My favorite", I smiled at him.

I looked down at my chicken wrapped in parma ham stuffed with mozerella with a side of mash.

"Mine too", Harry smiled.

We started digging in and getting to know each other.

All I could think the whole time is... Damn Harry is daddy material.

"This is like something you would read in a fanfiction", I said.

He reached across the table and grabbed my hand. "This is all real."

We continued talking and giggling. I casually check the time and see it was midnight.

"Oh shit!" I exclaimed.

"What?" He asked, worriedly.

"My curfew was 2 hours ago", I looked at him with wide eyes.

"Your father is going to kill me."

We quickly clean up and run to the car.

We pull up to my house only to see the living room light is still on.

"We are so dead", I said.