Awkward

Part Six.

"Hello, I'm looking for Louis Tomlinson. He's a volunteer here."

"He's in room 234."
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Louis smiles as he tucks in the last kid. He stands up and lets out a sigh as he looks around the room at all the children sleeping.

Louis lets out a squeak when a hand presses against the small of his back, he spins around and frowns.

"What are you doing here?"

"Aren't you happy to see me?" Harry whispers back, mindful of the room of sleeping children.

"You have a habit of answering a question with another question. Did you know that?" Louis says, stepping around Harry, he grabs his wrist and pulls him from the room.

"Do I?" Harry smiles, teasing.

"What are you doing here Harry?" Louis rolls his eyes, a small smile on his lips.

"Why won't you let me take photos of you?"

"Because I don't want you to. I don't want the fame that comes it." Louis shrugs, only then noticing he's still holding Harrys wrist. He lets go.

"Oh come on. It's not the bad. If you become my model, you'll gain maybe a few hundred thousand followers on your social media and that's it." Harry tries to reason.

Harry has a good 5 million followers and everyone he has taken photos of have gained less then half a million followers.

"I don't want thousands of strangers trying to figure everything out about me."

"You can make your accounts private. Louis, you are so beautiful. I really want to take photos of you. What can I do to convince you?" Harry was never one to beg but he always gets what he wants.

"Give me a second." Louis pulls out his phone and steps away from Harry. He dials the familiar phone number and waits.

"What's up, Princess? I'm kind of busy."

"Give me a reason why I shouldn't let Harry take photos of me."

"I can't do that Lou, I think you should do it. I told you that already. It'll help you boost your self esteem and possibly meet new people."

"Okay. I'm going to do it. I'm going to be a model." Louis flushes at the thought.

"Go get em princess. Liam don't-I have to go Lou before Liam ruins our early dinner."

Louis hangs up and turns to face Harry who's looking down at him expectingly.

"I'll let you take photos of me under one condition. No nude shots." Louis points a finger. Harry smiles, stepping forward, he whispers,

"I always get what I want."
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"I figured to start, I take some head shots." Harry speaks, walking Louis through his house to his studio.

"Don't I have to like sign a contract or something? Am I getting paid? Do you provide clothes for me to wear?" Louis rambles off quickly while he looks at all the photos hung around Harrys house. Harry stops abruptly and turns to face Louis.

"You only sign a contract if you plan to continue being a model after I finish with you." Louis flinches at Harrys wording. "I can pay you if that's what you want, but we can talk about that later. Some days I will provide you with clothing if I have a certain vision. Is that all?" Harry has his arms crossed, staring down at Louis almost like he was a child.

"Will I have to wear makeup?" Louis mumbles. Harry shakes his head.

"No. Your natural beauty is all I need." Louis blushes. "Anything else or can I start taking head shots?"

"Okay. Let's start."
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Harry takes about 5 headshots then about 40 photos of Louis striking different poses and faces. It's nearly 10 pm when Harry finally decides he done for the day.

"When can I see them?" Louis asks, rubbing his eyes. Harry takes another photo.

"Give me your email and I'll email them to you once I've picked out the best and touch them up a little." Harry smiles down at his camera, flipping through the photos. "Breathtaking, absolutely breathtaking." Louis blushes again before grabbing his sweater he had taken off.

"I texted you my email. Um...Harry?" Harry looks up at him and raised one of his groomed eyebrows. "Do you think you can drive me home?" Louis mumbles. Harry shakes his head and pulls out his phone.

"I'll call you a taxi."
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"What are you doing here?"

"I just finished my photo shot with Harry and I wanted to tell you about it." Louis gives him a brief hug before walking in, he freezes when he sees Liam walking down the hall naked.

"Well hello." Louis giggles, eyeing Liam body. Liam squeaks and runs back towards Zayn bedroom. Louis looks back at Zayn and attempts to wink.

"Nice Zaynie." Zayn blushes.

"Shut up."

I'm so so sorry this took so long. The writers block is real. Next chapter may end up being a filler chap. I apologize. Leave your thoughts below and help me improve. Thank you for reading, voting and commenting.

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