"Excusez-moi, savez-vous où est la peinture acrylique?" (excuse me, do you know where the acrylic paint is?)
Harry turned at the voice, seeing a man much taller than him with a face of pure confusion. His vibrant blue eyes, slight stubble and brown fluffy hair was absolutely beautiful. The mans accent was thick and deep with a slight highness to it as well.
"um what?"
He cocked his head to the side, trying to form an accurate English sentence in his mind but failing resulting in him sighing but trying anyway.
"I - uh- cannot- um- English?"
Harry was beyond confused; this man, who he had no clue who he was, coming up to him and asking him a question in what he believed was French. He couldn't seem to properly put a sentence together but, to Harry, it was cute.
"You can't speak English? Do you speak French? Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Oui?"
Harry figured talking in English would just confuse the French man. He pulled his phone out and pulled up google translate to see if he could try and communicate better.
'Comment t'appelles tu?' (what's your name?)
Louis smiled, appreciating that Harry was at least trying with google translate.
"Je m'appelle Louis! Comment t'appelles tu?"
Louis. Harry thought his name was so fitting and cute.
'Harry. Avez-vous besoin de quelque cho?' (did you need anything?)
"Eh oui, savez-vous où est la peinture acrylique?"
Louis realized Harry couldn't understand him by just speaking so he grabbed Harry's large phone from his small hands, smiling at him, to type out what he needed.
Once he showed him, Harry's mouth made an 'o' shape and he smiled at Louis, leading him towards the acrylic paints.
Louis sighed in relief, grateful to have found someone who actually wanted to help him; who was happy to help.
He couldn't have been more grateful to have someone cute and helpful in America.
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hellooo
this was probably boring but they met!!!
I love french Louis bless
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artiste // larry
Fanfic"Excusez-moi, savez-vous où est la peinture acrylique?" "What?" or where Louis is a French artist and Harry is aspiring American artist and they meet in the paint section at Michaels