Harry started taking photos when he was 8 and ever since he has been obsessed. He studied Photography in college and now makes money as a very popular freelance photographer. Louis spends his time making and selling flower crowns as well as voluntee...
"Baby, what's wrong?" Jay whispers, she rocks her youngest twin in her arms, phone balancing between her shoulder and cheek.
"How did you know something was wrong?" Louis asks as he tapes up a box full of 50 flower crowns. He puts the shipping sticker on it and pushes it to the side, moving on to the next box.
"You haven't be able to call me for weeks boo. I loved the photos you sent me. You look so beautiful."
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"That's what I wanted to talk to you about actually." Louis chuckles awkwardly. "I think I have to call it off."
"Why? Did he want you to pose naked?" Jay lays Doris down in her crib before grabbing the baby monitor and leaving the room with the door cracked open.
"No no. He's mostly a gentlemen when he takes photos. It's-"
"What do you mean mostly? He should always be a gentlemen or you can find someone else to take photos of you." Louis rolls his eyes as his mom mumbles into the phone.
"Sometimes when his vision doesn't come out like he wants and he gets frustrated. It's never directed at me, it just makes the shots last longer and he just gets really hard on himself." Louis sighs, "It makes me just wanna cuddle him." Louis whispers, playing with the tape instead of using it to close the boxes.
"What was that last bit love?"
"I really like Harry mom. I know he won't want to date me. I'm just business to him."
"Did he tell you that or did you make that up on your own? You told me yourself he calls you beautiful all the time. He may like you more than you like him."
"He never directly said it but-"
"But nothing. You don't know what he could be thinking. You go-" She was cut off by a loud cry. "I have to go boo, the twins are crying bloody murder. Go talk to that boy about your feelings and then let me know what happens. I love you." She hangs up before Louis can reply.
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Louis wipes his hands on his pants and fixes his fringe one more time before knocking on the door in front of him. He had taken his mothers advice and was planning on kissing Harry as soon as he opened the door.
His heart pounds as the door is unlocked and pulled open. Louis grabs his face and presses their lips together. His lips don't move until he feels the other man pulling him in by his hips.
"While I enjoy seeing two beautiful boys kissing, what the fuck is going on?" Harry says calming but confused as he leans against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. Louis pulls away from the blonde stranger, his face burns bright red as he realizes he kissed the wrong person.
"Oh my god." He whispers, tears fill his blue eyes as he looks down at his feet.
"Hi I'm Niall and you're a fantastic kisser." Niall smiles. Harry rolls his eyes and opens his mouth to speak but Louis beats him to it.
"I'm so sorry." He doesn't spare either of them another glance before he practically runs out to his car. He gets into the driver seat and just sits there as he lets the embarrassment wash over him. Tears stream down his cheeks as he thinks about how he kissed a random boy.
A knock on his window startles him to open his eyes. He comes face to face with Harry. Beautiful Harry who has his hair up in a messy bun wearing a plain white shirt and tiny blue shorts. Louis looks away but rolls his window down.
"Are you okay?" Harry asks, reaching out to wipe a tear that leaked out the corner of Louis' eye, Louis leans into his touch but doesn't answer. "You don't have to be embarrassed." Harry mumbles.
"I am though. I'm so embarrassed, that kiss was meant for you not some stranger."
"You could kiss me now."
"What?"
"But then I won't be able to take photos of you. I don't mix business with pleasure."
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