Advanced Script for Pros (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 12: Shorts from Nike

For some odd reason, Louis liked the feeling of being watched while he walked hand in hand with Harry. Some time ago, 2009 to be more precise, Louis went to a small LGBT movie week and he was kind of disappointed with how stereotypical most movies were, but one of them did catch his attention. The movie was called Undertow, and it was beautifully directed and produced and there was one scene in particular that he kept in his mind till this day.

The main character that lived in this conservative town near a port had suffered the loss of his lover, but this one appeared as a ghost and they both walk hand in hand through town. No one could see the lover's ghost, but the main character, and that was very fulfilling for him because he finally could be who he really was, after a life of pretending.

While in Louis' case Harry was a) not a ghost and b) not his lover, Louis liked how people was so open minded in London, and how easy it was for him to walk hand in hand with another man without any judgment, it all felt correct.

Harry, in the other hand, was still pretty shocked about the event that happen earlier that day. He couldn't wrapped his head around the idea that Zayn wasn't coming back, he didn't even text Liam he just vanished and send a 2 line mail, what kind of person could do that? With that in his mind, he did needed some ice cream.

Now the hand holding, Harry knew it was a weird gesture, specially coming from someone like Louis, specially this day that he was wearing a pink almost blouse with white polka dots, it wasn't his most conservative attire. But with all that in his mind, he didn't even notice all the stuff he did while holding Louis' hand.

They had reach the tube and their destinations, apparently Louis' idea of ice cream was the little shop in the middle of St. James Park, almost in front of the Buckingham palace.

"Louis this is... different" Harry said when they arrive to the little brown stand full of tourists.

"Proper touristy am I right?" Louis answered

Then both of them looked at their intertwined fingers, then back at each other and between blushing and smiling it was their turn.

Harry ordered some vanilla cone and Louis did the same, with that they both find a spot on the grass and Louis took what look like an old shirt from his backpack and place it on the grass, offering Harry to sit there so he didn't stain his jeans.

"That's nice" Harry said smiling like a 13 year old girl in love with the quarterback

"How are you feeling?" Louis asked with a compassionate look

Truth was that, Harry didn't knew. As much as he was feeling shocked and upset about Zayn, he couldn't help but also feel quite... accomplished. Louis, for the first time, was being a proper polite gentleman, without losing that bad boy spark he loved in the first place.

"Been better" he said licking his ice cream, trying not to focus on Louis almost biting the ice cream, his licking power was out of this world and he was almost done while Harry still had more than half.

"That Zayn boy was a twat since day one" Louis was almost done with the ice cream "Your fat friend will get over that twat and then someone will fuck his fat ass and he will go back to normal"

Harry chuckled at this

"What? You know it's true" Louis cleaned his mouth and Harry was just observing him "You have awful friends you know"

"I like them" Harry said smiling "They are all huge dorks but... they're my dorks"

"Puke!" Louis screamed and started doing some puke noises while Harry laugh it off