new beginnings | l.s

prologue | 'cherry blossom boy'

It wasn't often that Harry Styles took interest in anyone, his last relationship didn't go down so well so he'd distanced himself from the world of romance and 'happily ever after's.

He'd been more or less a sex kinda guy, he'd meet someone, sleep with them and then they'd never speak of it or to each other again, it was a simple yet tough process.

Harry Styles was the type of guy to have girls swooning over him, their cheeks burning up just at the sound of his name, but Harry Styles wasn't the girls kind of guy.

He liked boys, and although he'd always tell his tales with a female in them, that female was most likely a male.

Now; as I was saying earlier, it wasn't often that Harry Styles took interest in anyone. That was until a short, rosey cheeked boy joined the school, he was in the year below. He had gentle blue eyes, wispy brunette hair and the most angelic smile Harry had ever laid his eyes upon.

He didn't know his name, nor did he know if this boy was his right, but his lips were always the same colour as cherry blossoms. Pink, a very soft pink, and plump. So..inside his head, he'd named this boy 'cherry blossom boy', which seemed to confuse his best friend...

"Cherry blossom boy? Who in the hell is 'cherry blossom boy'?" Niall exclaimed with furrowed eyebrows and his nose all scrunched up like he'd just been hit with a wave of bad smells. He rubbed the back of his neck, raising an eyebrow at his curly headed friend. "You seriously confuse me, Styles, I don't think I'll ever be able to work you out."

"Cherry blossom boy is beautiful, really beautiful. He's in the year below, I'm pretty sure he's maybe seventeen? Man, I'm so confused, I hate feelings. I hate relationships, it's just not my forte." Harry grumbled and scanned his eyes over the corridor, spotting his cherry blossom boy.

He was wearing a striped t-shirt, some blue jeans and some vans, with little suspenders clipped over his shoulders, Harry couldn't help but chuckle to himself at how adorable this boy looked.

"And..that's our answer." Ni said with a chuckle, which made Harry snap out of his trance. "That's Louis, he literally moved here a week ago, how has he already caught your eye? Oh lord Harry 'I hate relationships' Styles." this made Harry sigh with confusion as he looked his best friend in the eye.

"I don't know Ni, I really don't. He's just got that look about him, he caught my eye the second I saw him. Usually I'd look away and think they'd be a good fuck, but him..I could really see myself trying with him. I could see myself letting him be the person I try love out again with, but I just can't bring myself to talk to him." he sort of drifted off from his ramble, going deep into thought. So his cherry blossom boy now had a name, Louis, he liked that name..it was pretty, sort of elegant in a way.

Now all he needed was the courage to go finally talk to him, introduce himself and start up a friendship before anything else..but how?

| Fluff fluff fluff fluff and more damn fluff! This is no where near dramatic or smutty so far, I feel like this one is a lot better than the other (which may be deleted by the time this is up I'm not sure!) Also how do you feel about the nickname 'cherry blossom boy' and Harry's soft spot for our Tommo?

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