Louis entered Harry's apartment. He had no words. The first thing he noticed was that everything was spotless and neat. He felt dirty walking in this apartment, as if he himself might somehow ruin the entire get-up of this place. The living room walls were light brown? Beige? Louis had no idea but it looked so pretty.
Yes. Pretty. Pretty was the word.Pale, dusty pink curtains hung over the huge windows. The sofa was white, and spotless. The cushions were not a hair out of place and fluffed to perfection. He could see pretty flower vases here and there. The centre table had some books on them, aligned to perfection. There was a slight smell.. Lavender? Jasmine?
Louis had no idea, but it smelled lovely.
He could not help himself he kept walking..
The saw the kitchen and it looked .. Feminine yet pristine.He walked closer and saw that some meticulous planning must have had gone into this, because it was simple yet perfect.
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Princess // l.s.
Fanfiction"You look like a princess. I'm not even joking" ~ Louis Tomlinson A different journey for our very own Larry Stylinson.