"How'd I guess that you would insist on valet parking?" Harry is smirking at Louis while they're pulling up in front of the LA Convention Center in Louis' Porsche. He reapplies his lipstick in the mirror before he's placing it in his pocket.
"What? Did you think I'd rather park blocks away and walk? No, you deserve better than that," Louis tells Harry, gently touching his face.
Louis steps out first and Niall climbs out behind him, "holy shit... they have Harry's name up."
"What?" Harry's asking and stepping out, Zayn right behind him. He sees his name on display right in front of the entrance, "'Showcasing works from LA's finest artist, Harry Styles...' she didn't mention this to me."
"That's fucking brilliant," Niall says with a smile.
Louis gives his keys to the valet before he's walking around the car to place his hand on Harry's waist, "well, looks like they really do love your work."
"I'm not so sure about this," Harry says quietly, refusing to move.
"Why?" Louis asks. He gently caresses Harry's neck, "you should be thrilled."
"I... I don't want a lot of attention," Harry admits, "I just thought she'd put the pieces on display... not announce them..."
"Harry, babe," Zayn starts from beside him, "you've done tons of shows... this isn't any different. Most of LA knows your work anyways..."
Louis looks from Zayn to Harry before he's saying, "look, don't be so nervous... this is going to go great. This agency must be really appreciative of your work, as I'm sure tons of them are."
Harry swallows the lump in his throat before he's asking, "did we bring the Valium, Lou?"
"Uh," Louis stutters out, "I don't think we did..."
"Look, come with me," Zayn tells Harry, "I've got something that'll calm you."
Louis stares at Zayn for a moment and Zayn notices. "What? It's just a joint... he'll calm down in no time."
"We're in broad fucking daylight," Louis says in a harsh tone.
"We can walk down the street," Zayn shrugs, "won't take long. He doesn't need to go in like this..."
"How do you know what he needs?" Louis snaps.
"Alright, stop," Harry almost shouts, several people turning and looking at the 4 of them before they enter in the building. "I'll... I'll go take a few hits and I'll be fine."
Louis almost groans while Niall is standing completely still, watching the 3 of them.
Soon, Liam and his girlfriend are walking up. "Hey, guys, good to see you."
"Hey, Payno," Louis says under his breath.
"I'll be right back," Harry almost whispers before he's following Zayn down the sidewalk.
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The Perfect Match.
FanfictionLouis Tomlinson is a well respected Doctor whose life revolves around his work and his 8 year old daughter... until he meets Harry Styles, who becomes his daughter's art teacher. Harry becomes a part of their lives, loving Louis' little girl Emma li...