bad boys (l.s.)

three.

Harry: heyyy Lou. you wanna come over tomorrow? My sister is dying to meet u

Louis: sure love

Harry: kk

Harry turned off his phone, going outside to his garden. He was planning on making another flower crown and was trying to find the perfect colors.

Harry always wore flower crowns. He never told anyone this, but he always liked to wear flower crowns, he felt like they protected him from the world.

Harry used to get bullied at his old school. He wore flower crowns and made them all the time. They were like his armor, and they were pretty, so that helped.

The next day, Harry was very nervous. His mom had work, and his sister was sitting at the couch with him. Harry fixed the flower crown on top of his head.

A ring from the doorbell drew Harry from his thoughts. He got up from the couch, about to walk to the door, though Gemma beat him to it.  She squealed and pulled Louis into a hug, and Louis just stood there stunned. "Umm, Louis, this is my sister. Gem, you can't just go around hugging people you don't know." Harry said, feeling like their mom.

"Whatever." Gemma said with an eye roll, smiling and pulling Harry into the kitchen. "He's cute." She said with a smirk, and Harry just nodded before going to join Louis in the living room.

Harry met up with Louis in the living room, sitting down next to Louis, a little too close for just friends. Not that either of them were complaining.

Gemma came in a second later, sitting on the chair to the left of the couch. "So, Louis. What are your intentions with my baby Harold?" Gemma asked, but Harry just blushed. "Um, we're not-I mean- we aren't dating." Louis stuttered, and Harry had never seen him nervous before. Harry had to admit, it was kind of cute.

But, only a little.