Louis Tomlinson. A shy and rather short boy with a no-good boyfriend receives a series sticky notes everyday from someone unknown that's apparently in love with him.
Said person tries to brighten his day while also trying not to reveal his identity...
Harry ended up knocking on the door exactly three times before he even heard footsteps, his palms are sweaty and his heart is racing. The door is opened a few seconds later by a small little girl.
"Hi! 'm Florence! Are you here for Louis?" Her high pitched voice spoke. She looked like a smaller girl version of Louis, her brunette hair and brown sparkling eyes alert and filled with excitement.
Harry smiled and nodded, not being as nervous around the girl. Said girl screams out Louis' name and runs away from the door. Louis is at the door just a few seconds later, "Hi! Come on in," He invited him in with a charmingly smile. Harry walked with a dark and obvious blush because Louis just looked so good.
He wasn't wearing his normal attire, oh no..he was wearing something much more...feminine. Louis was wearing pajama short shorts and a big t-shirt that kinda made him looked even more petite and cute.
His brown fluffy hair was in a fringe to the side and the best part to Harry is how he looks so comfortable and at peace.
"S-so I came up with a few ideas for, uh, our project." Harry stuttered each time he glanced down at Louis' thick tanned thighs.
Louis was oblivious to his staring as he grabbed his book bag off the couch, hardly bending over to reach it. Louis stood back up and swung his bag upon his back and turned to see a red Harry. "Oh! That's cool, I did too. Maybe we could go over them together," He suggested and told him to follow him.
The petite boy led him to his room and Harry was shocked at how...girly? No, feminine it was. The theme of the room was blue and white strips of trees adorned just above the heading of the bed. There were small flowers with it and a nice and made up bed, a shelf only a feet or two away.
Two red birds were flying around on the wall while the rest say perched. It made the painting look even better. A lamp was settled on a white side table. Harry's eyes were wide in surprise but he also absolutely loved it. It was beautiful.
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((a/n: imagine the bed is just a bit bigger. ))
Louis sat comfortably on his bed and folded his legs as he smirked at Harry's shocked face, "Like it?" He asked, grinning wider when Harry nodded.
"It's beautiful." He told him. Like you. He thought the rest in his mind.
"Shall we start?" Louis asked while he opens up his bag. Harry nodded while he carefully sat on his bed. He took off his shoes out of courtesy. He sees Louis start to hang up sticky notes and his heart quickens because holy shit, he's been keeping them!
"Nice...sticky notes," Harry observed with a smile.
Louis blushed and nodded, "Someone keeps giving them to me. It's like they sense when I'm down and they know how to make me feel better." He babbled.
Harry could die. He didn't know Louis liked his notes that much! It made him fill with pride and disbelief.
They spent 20 minutes discussing plans and ideas. Harry mostly agreed with whatever Louis wanted because he was that whipped.
"Want a break?" Louis asked after lots of talking, he didn't mind though because he thought Harry had such an angelic and deep voice.
"Yeah. That'd be nice." He blushed and blushed, even more, when the smaller boy smiled at him.
"So..." Louis tettered awkwardly. Harry did the same and they glanced at each other before turning away quickly, both having rosy cheeks.
"Tell me about yourself," Louis finally broke the silence and hugged his knees to himself, the back of his folded thighs on display.
Harry saw a piece of his fabric move up and he could see his...wow, panties? Harry gulped and bit his lip as he looked away, trying desperately to calm his racing heart. He just wanted him so bad.
"Uhm...I...uh..well...I like bananas." He blurted embarrassingly and Louis giggled in amusement. "I was thinking something more personal." He explained.
Harry blushed red and licked his plump lips that was red from biting before trying to come up with a good enough answer. Anything for Lou.
"I have no siblings...I have a best friend named Niall..uhm, I like to read and write." He told him as he stared at him.
"I'd love to see your writing sometime," Louis told him as a smile graced his lips.
"You definitely can," He said back, blushing slightly as he thought about showing him his poetry and half written books. Lou looked so pretty in that little provocative outfit of his. Louis nodded and started to tell a bit more about himself and Harry listened while easily multi-tasking by admiring his beauty.
"I have two little sisters, both angels. The eldest is Telsa and there's the youngest Florence. Tea is deaf and Flora is loud, they're the sweetest girls, so caring about everyone. I have two mums who are doctors." Louis told him, affection dripping from his thin lips.
"Awe, that's so sweet. I'd love to meet them both. I've only met Flora so far," Harry grinned back. "I think it's really cool that you have two mums," Harry said in excitement, not looking at his tan thighs anymore and Louis chuckled at him. "You will, and yup, both at work." He told him and stretched his legs out.
Harry is now positive that he's gonna die in this room, right now. He can see his thighs and god, he just wants to mark them up and kiss and bite on the pudgy skin.
Images surface his mind, images of the small boy's face filled with pleasure as Harry marked up his thighs, all the way till he got to his panties. Soft moans would come from his 'O' shaped mouth and he'd fist the sheets as Harry licked his-
"Holy mother of God." Harry breathed out and quickly looked away, feeling his pants tighten. Harry so badly wanted to stop thinking about it, now is not the time, maybe later but not now. Not when Louis is just in front of him, telling him how he loves to do yoga for fun and read.
Louis sat up in the middle of his talking, concerned. " 'arry? You okay?" He asked and Harry licked his lips once more before standing up. "I need to use your bathroom!" He blurted, turning around before he looked at his jeans and ran out of the room.
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Louis' song is out and I'm fucking shook! It was sooo fucking amazing and sad and deep and just so truthful and raw. His words were simple but held alot of power to it! Can't wait for a tour, and all his other songs to release.
