My Cinderella (l.s) [COMPLETED]

XXIV. Harry

'm changin' it to third person.

Dedication to 009000909q because you made me continue this thing.

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"Oh, alright. We'll be there at--" Harry checked his watch before continuing, "five. Okay, see you there."

He entered the house once again, smiling for basically no reason. You know that feeling when you just think that there was nothing that could stop you? Yeah, that was what he was feeling. Harry usually called that feeling calm.

When he entered that big living room of his, his boyfriend perked up and grinned. "So, what took you so long? Who did you call?" Louis asked curiously, closing the magazine he just read and putting it on the table.

Harry chuckled, loving his boyfriend's enthusiasm. Something that he, somehow, lacked. But of course, he was always excited to see Louis.

"Lou, I want you to meet a friend of mine. He's the guy I went to when I started having doubts towards my sexuality," Harry announced. He thought it'd be a good time considering that he and Louis had been in a relationship over the last four months.

Yeah, it was currently Monday, 26th of April.

Louis, however, didn't look pleased about the idea, making Harry frown. "So you kissed him to figure out your sexuality?"

Oh, Harry knew that feeling well. Jealousy. He really loved when Louis was jealous, anyways. He looked like a cute hedgehog that just wanted to mark his territory or something. Very cute.

Harry wanted to laugh, really, but he didn't dare embarrass Louis. "No, no... He just, um, welcomed me to the LGBT world. You see, I just thought it was a joke back then. I was so wrong. He just opened my eyes. Besides, you're the first male that's ever kissed me, so no worries."

Louis nodded approvingly. "Alright, good enough. What time?"

"Um, three."

Again, his boyfriend nodded before slowly facing the clock. Oh, it was two thirty. Wait, what? "Harry!" Louiee whined.

"Whaaat?" Harry dragged on, loving Louis' annoyed and helpless face. He knew exactly why his boyfriend was angry at him.

With crossed arms, Louis explained once again for the thousandth time, "You know that I take hours to prepare myself. I have to pick the right clothes and stuff, and all my pants are hard to use."

"Because you have a big wonderful bum?" Harry asked in mocked wonder.

Louis made a flat face.

Chuckling, Harry patted Louis' shoulder. "I was kidding, babe. The reservation is at five so you have to be ready at least fifteen minutes before then."

Louis gasped before slapping Harry's stomach angrily, though it didn't really hurt; tickled at most. The gesture felt like an ant punching Harry, so he smiled.

"Why'd you lie to me like that?!" Louis pouted.

"Because you look adorable when you're angry. It was so worth it," Harry decided.

Louis crossed his arms. "You're getting none for tonight."

Instantly, Harry was pouting. He was like a slave to Louis. "Aww, but you can't do that! I was really looking forward to ravishing you after our dinner. Please don't be that cruel to me."

Louis rolled his eyes, walking to his bedroom to pick some clothes, whilst Harry was following him like a lost puppy. "But, Louieeeee! I need my desert!" he protested.

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Ed turned out to be a very kind man. Louis felt really bad for making assumptions about him. He should've been thinking more rationally, but Harry truly did make him crazy. He always did, anyways.

At the moment, Ed was sharing Harry's embarrassing stories. It was a good time, really. Besides, it wasn't everyday you found out that the extremely famous Harry Styles once peed his pants when he was about to play soccer.

Good times, good times.

Not such a good time for Harry, though. Who would enjoy their deepest and most embarrassing secrets being shared? Especially since Harry didn't want to look like an idiot in front of his boyfriend.

However, those thoughts were thrown out the window. Louis' laughs were definitely worth it. Louis was just so worth it.

"So, Louis, you're gonna graduate, right?" Ed asked, changing the topic after Louis finished laughing his heart out. "Gonna have a graduation party or somethin'?"

Louis nodded. "Yeah. I don't know if I'm coming to the party, though. 's really not my type of thing. I don't even have a date to begin with."

Well, ouch. So what was I to you all this time, Lou-Lou? A statue?

Harry just kept eating. He decided that he should talk about it with Louis someday.

Ed, fortunately for Harry, changed the subject once again. Perhaps he thought that a party wasn't that interesting to talk about.

However, that left Harry wondering, how was he supposed to ask Louis to go to a party with him? After all, Louis was the one graduating so it should be him asking him, right?

Ugh, whatever. Another time.