my angel l.s

chapter #6

  [edited] when harry got home, he went to bed immediately, feeling very tired.

but, he awoke up early, feeling excited for the kind of date that's happening.

louis and him are going on a date, a date!

he squeals, jumping out of bed and going into his bathroom, starting to get ready even if it's 6:30.

he gets dressed and his hair done, it being 7:30 since he wanted to get a good makeup look.(his gym was closed today, so he decided to go somewhere with zayn at 8)

he makes breakfast, having pancakes and bacon. when he's finished, he reads some of his book he's currently been hooked on, trying to finish it before monday.

after he gets to a certain chapter, he goes to get his phone, and raises his eyebrow when he doesn't.

"what?" he finds a phone, it not being his phone at all. he presses the home button, seeing it has a picture of louis and his sister lottie.

"wait.. is this louis' phone?" he sees a text, it saying 'did you meet your angel yet aha?' and it from a guy named liam..

liam is louis's friend, who was also sitting by him in the audience which means,

"this is louis' phone!" he gasps, then quickly gets his things, going to zayn's house which isn't a far drive from his own.

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"mate, what do you mean you have harry's phone?" liam asks, rubbing his eyes. it's currently 8 in the morning, louis was nice enough to let him sleep then go to him later, needing to give this back to harry.

"it has the background of him with his friend, and his friend literally texted him by his name!" liam looks, then let's out an oh.

"oh, well, do you know who has yours?" liam asks, and louis nods.

"harry has mine, cause i put my phone down too! oh shit, what if he gets in my phone!" louis whines, covering his face in his hands.

"um, he gets in?" liam raises his eyebrow.

"my home screen background is him, liam!" liam lets out another oh, and louis gets frustrated.

"stop saying oh and help me get my phone back!" liam rolls his eyes, getting out his phone. he calls louis' phone, then hands it to him.

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"so, you have louis' phone and he has yours?" harry nods madly.

"yes! and if he gets in my phone, he'll see my home screen, which is a really adorable picture of louis!" harry slides down zayn's wall and covers his face.

"harry, maybe i can get his number from gigi and we can call him? then you guys can meet up before the game and switch phones." harry sighs, looking at zayn.

"but, what if he goes in my phone and sees my camera roll! which also has like 10 pictures of louis' adorable face and body! what if he thinks i'm weird and will never talk to me again and i'll be single forever!" harry whines.

"you'll get your phone back, hopefully without him going through it. that'd be rude cause he's going through your personal property, and if he does that then what else would he go through?" harry sighs, looking at his hands.

"you're right.." he stops, hearing louis' phone ring. he goes to check who is calling, seeing it's liam, louis' friend.

"liam is calling, oh my gosh, should i pick up?" zayn picks up the phone, answering it then giving it to harry. "what the heck! i didn't know if i should answer it and now what if it's louis and he's-"

"harry?" he hears from the phone, and zayn nods at him, harry slowly bringing it to his ear.

"um, hi?" harry bites his lip nervously. louis smiles, hearing the angelic voice.

"hey harry, so our phones got switched up-"

"i'm so sorry, it's all my fault! i didn't mean to cause all of this and i'm so-" harry starts apologizing, until louis gently cut him off.

"angel, it's fine. meet me at the starbucks by your last show, yeah? it's not a long drive i assume, so meet me there in 20 minutes." louis gently comforts, not wanting him to worry at all or feel bad. harry blushes, licking his lips then pressing them together so he doesn't let out a squeal.

"see you there, louis." louis repeats the same, then he gets off, or thought he did.

"he freaking called me an angel, zayn, oh my-" zayn points at his phone, realizing he's still on the call. he quickly ends it, covering his face, very embarrassed. louis chuckles, seeing it ended.

"c'mon, let's drive you there." zayn gets his keys, harry following and they start driving there. liam and louis get in the car after the call, driving there quickly.

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"stay in the car, zayn." harry gets out, going in the starbucks. he gets a coffee, then sits on their couch, looking around the place while sipping it. when trying to put the coffee down, it spills on his leg and he lets out a soft cry, biting his lip so he doesn't start crying. he sees louis walk in, and he tries not to be noticeable but that fails, louis hearing someone who can't stop letting out soft cries, going to them immediately.

"hey, you oka- harry?" harry nods, sucking in a sob when he looks at him with glossy eyes.

"i s-spilled hot c-coffee on my l-leg and it h-hurts so bad." he whimpers softly, letting out another cry of pain. he was wearing cute shorts he found, it matching with a cute off the shoulder white top.

"c'mon, here let's go to the bathroom. shh, you'll be okay." louis leads harry to the bathroom, having his arm wrapped around his back securely.

he gets him in a one person only bathroom, lifting him up on the sink, running some water. harry feels it burn even more, letting out another cry.

"you'll be okay, angel. i got you, angel." he comfortingly tells him, running his fingers through his hair, trying to calm him down. he gets a paper towel, wetting it then cleans off the coffee, throwing the paper towel away. he then gets another, cleaning it and presses it against it, his other hand rubbing the side of his thigh softly.

"you feeling better angel? does it hurt anymore, babe?" harry nods, frowning. louis tells him to stay there, and he gets an ice pack from the starbucks workers, quickly going back to harry who has tears streaming down his cheeks.

"angel, please don't cry. here, i have an ice pack which will make it all better. would you like that? " harry lets out a soft yes, he rubs it, wanting some of the pain to leave. he then presses the ice pack to it. *

"angel, you're fine." his thumb wipes his tears, rubbing his cheek softly. harry looks down at his thigh, while louis continues to comb his fingers through his hair.

"you feel better?" harry nods, and louis helps him off the sink, telling harry to keep the ice pack pressed to his leg. when they get outside after getting harry's purse and throwing his coffee in the trash, harry opens his car door, and louis realizes has to go to the stadium.

"hey harry, um i need to go to the stadium so do you wanna meet there? or do you want to go with me?" harry thinks, then looks at zayn who is pointing towards louis' car.

"i'll go with you." louis smiles, then opens the back seat door for him, going to his side.

"good luck harry, get that good succ." harry blushes, closing the door then getting into louis's car.