bad boys (l.s.)

twenty six.

After what happened at Louis' basketball game, it was all anybody at school were talking about .

And since everyone knew, Louis felt he could kiss the flower boy whenever he felt like it. Which he did. And Harry loved it.

Zayn started sitting with the other boys at lunch, and Louis, him, and Liam were talking one day.

"So you guys just make-out? So you're like fück-buddies." Zayn tried to understand, but Louis shook his head. "No, Zayn. It's not like that. I like him. A lot. I just don't know how to tell him." Louis pouted, and Zayn nodded. "I do." He said, causing the tatted boy to look at him confusedly.

Zayn didn't say anything more, since Harry walked up to the table. He smiled at Louis, blushing when the boy kissed him on the cheek. "Hey princess." Louis mumbled, and Harry blushed a deeper shade of red. "Hi Lou." He giggled, fixing the flower crown atop his head.

"I like your crown today. It's pretty." Louis told him, touching it lightly. He was so wrapped up in the beautiful boy that he hadn't noticed Zayn say something.

Harry looked at Louis, his face full of hope. "Is that true, Lou?" He asked, and Louis licked his lips. He didn't know the question, so he just nodded, a tad confused.

"You want me to be your boyfriend?" Harry repeated, and Louis' jaw dropped. "Wait, that's what Zayn said to you? Oh shít." Louis said, and Harry pouted. "Oh." He said, and Louis grabbed his hand, stroking his thumb against the top of it. "No no that's not what I meant, of course I want you to be mine, it's all I've wanted since I first laid eyes on you. It's just, I didn't want it to be like this." Louis said, glaring at Zayn as Liam and Niall awed in unison.

Zayn smirked, putting his arm around Liam, looking victorious. "But, since it's out there...will you be my boyfriend?" Louis said, turning to the curly-headed cutie.

Harry kissed Louis, smiling at him. "Of course I'll be your boyfriend."