Harry's p.o.v
"Room service" I chuckled at the attempt of Louis girly voice.
My hand twisted the cool steal door knob, revealing Louis in the other side, his face holding a grin that spread from ear to ear.
His brown feathery hair was ruffled, spiking slightly on the right side. His attire was a navy blue button up shirt that rolled up just below his elbow and white chinos but no shoes...
Classy!
"Hello handsome" Louis smirked, practically undressing me with his eyes.
"Hey" I smiled stepping from my room and into the hallway.
"Follow me" he grasped my hand, gently dragging me behind him and into the dining room. I watched his pants tighten around his cute bum with each step. We entered the dining room, which was dimly lit by a small lamp in the corner of the room. My eyes landed on the dining table which made me chuckle.
Covering the table was a white bed sheet, a glass cup which held three yellow dandelion from outside the front door, two plates opposite each other with a stainless steel mixing bowl covering it and two bottles of beer from the fridge.
"Have a seat Mr Styles" Louis pulled out the. Chair letting me sit down before retreating to the opposite side of the table.
"Thank you lovely" I sent him a cheeky wink.
"Now for dinner" he set his hands on the bowl slowly lifting it up. I copied his actions and sat the bowl down beside the table.
I let out a muffled laugh at what was in front of me.
"It was either this, or a burnt down kitchen. So I chose the safer option" he explained.
Sat in front of me was a bowl off two minuet noodles and strips of bread.
"This is perfect Lou" Louis blushed and started chewing on the steamy noodles.
We ate in silence, not an awkward silence just an 'enjoying each other's company' silence.
"So do you like it? It wasn't much but-"
"Like I said, it's perfect" I cut off his rambling. He sighed in relief, probably thought that I was expecting more but I wasn't.
I knew he was a wealthy man and that he could have taken me to a fancy restaurant but I didn't mind. Our date could have been climbing a tree for all I care, but this was absolutely fantastic. It wasn't original but quirky, which made it that extra bit special.
"But just curious, where did. You get this sheet from?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Stripped it off Tegan's bed" he replied casually. I cringed at the thought of what Tegan had done in this sheet, because I for one know that Tegan rarely washes her sheets.
"You do know that there was table cloths in the cupboard"
"Meh" he shrugged and took a sip of beer.
I laughed at his idea of a table cloth, such a classy boy!
"And I like the dandelions very... Romantic"
"Well it was either dandelions or a branch from a tree, because I was not going outside in the dark"
"Sassy" Louis chuckled almost choking on his beer. A small amount spurted out of his mouth in a misty spray.
"Geez Lou, share the news not the weather" I said, wiping my arm.
"Well don't make me laugh with a mouth full of beer"
"Fair enough" I shrugged, draining the rest of the bottle.
"Another one?"
"You trying to get me drunk Lou?"
"Maybe"
I laughed and nodded. He stood up and looked into the fridge.
"Haz there's no more beer" he called out.
"Let's get in the baileys" I announced. Sure enough Louis trudged over with two glasses and a full bottle of baileys.
"Ever had this before?" Louis shook his head, making me grin. "Don't worry you'll love it"
Pouring two half glasses, I held the cup to my mouth and took a sip, sighing at the sensation of the creamy liquid slightly burning my throat.
"Harry?"
"Hmm"
"Before we get to drunk..." He paused.
"Hang on" I stood up and dragged Louis and the bottle of baileys to the couch and sat facing him, one leg tucked under my bum and the other dangling off the side of the couch loosely.
"Sorry bout that, now as you were saying"
"Uh.." Louis started fiddling with his thumbs, not making eye contact which was making me nervous. "I know we haven't exactly known each other that long but... Will you Harold, be my boyfriend?"
My heart felt as though it was about to break out of my chest. I immediately lent over and smashed my lips onto Louis soft, pink ones. Without asking p, his lips parted making way for my tongue that slipped into his mouth. He tasted of beer and baileys. I smiled against his parted lips before pulling back and leaning my forehead against his.
I looked deep into Louis blue eyes, that were lit up from the lamp in the corner adding that slight sparkle.
"I take that as a yes?" I laughed
"No Lou, I kissed you for the sake of it! Of course I mean yes" I rolled my eyes. Louis leant in and stole one last kiss from my lips before getting stuck into the baileys that was waiting to be finished.
A few hours later we were both pissed as a piddle and butchering the alcoholic beverage like there was no tomorrow.
"Harrrrryy where's your carrrrr?" Louis slurred.
"Tegan's car gets the garage while mine has to go to the pub" I spat the last few words. My mind couldn't function probably and I couldn't control what my actions were.
"Hawy I want rum"
"You drank it all!" I rolled my eyes, well at least tried to.
Louis held his arms out wide "c'mere hawwy"
My empty glass was knocked off my lap as I flung myself into his arms and placing an extremely clumsy kiss to his lips.
"Woah" all of a sudden we both tumbled off the couch and onto the hard floor.
"Louis-dooby-doo" I called out cackling uncontrollably. I tried to get up but was forced back to. The ground with a 'thud'
"Don't weve me hawwy" Louis sighed snuggling his head into the crook of my neck.
I could feel the small tugs of Louis pulling at my curls and letting them spring back into place.
My eyes fluttered close at the feeling, but they stayed shut. Letting me fall into a much needed slumber.
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Me and my brothers best friend toilet papered my brothers car when we went camping. Tom my brothers friend was drunk and while we were doing it he passed out on one side of the car. The security guards stood under a tree pissing themselves laughing. And this was at about three in the morning haha
Good times
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-Liss xo
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