A Thousand City Lights ➳ l.s

chapter ➳ 4

I am so sorry that it's been like, what? two months? Yeah. Sorry. It's been a bit hectic lately. School finals, relationships, everything. But I took off school today because everyone is at the pool and I didn't feel like going, so here I am. Writing. Thanks for all the lovely comments and votes and reads! You're all wonderful! xoxo

Song: All Of The Lights- Kanye West, Rihanna, and Kid Cudi. (kicking it back to 2011, rap style!)

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They find a place to eat at only 6 minutes away from Big Ben. The restaurant is called Inn The Park, and it's huge. It stretches over various amounts of yards, creating almost a picnic theme.

Lights have been strung across trees, but are not yet plugged in. It's a beautiful place, but it's London and everything here is quiet eye catching.

The two lads walk inside, and wait for someone to give them tables. After a few silent, but comfortable moments, a women who seemed young enough to be Harry's sister, came bouncing around the corner with a few menus in her arms.

Her beach blond hair was pulled back into a thick ponytail. She had high cheek bones and long eyelashes. "Good evening, gentleman. I'm Chelsea. Table for two?"

Harry smiled, and as the kind, social lad he is, offered his hand and introduced himself. "Harry Styles. It's lovely to meet you, Chelsea. And yes, a table for two would be wonderful."

Chelsea was a bit surprised at the hand shake, but took it anyways. She gestured for them to follow her out through two glass doors that lead outside to a small platform with longer tables. Louis wondered just how far this place stretched.

"Pick any table you want. It's not really a full house tonight." she said.

Harry nudged Louis' elbow, who looked back quizzically. Harry nodded his head towards the empty tables and Louis pursed his lips. A table off in the far right corner sat vacant with a candle centerpiece and nice view of the tall buildings. "That one," Louis points.

Harry snakes his hand around Louis' waste and Louis could feel his fingers hover just slightly above his hip, tingling just ever-so curiously. Harry doesn't look down at Louis, or even look in his general direction. He keeps the goofy smile on his face and nods.

"Excellent. Follow me." They go down the few steps and across the grass. Harry pulls out Louis' chair for him, still refusing to make eye contact, and pushes him in before taking his own seat.

Chelsea gives them their menus and let's them look over them for a minute. "Can I get you two gentlemen any drinks?"

"A water, thank you." Louis says, and then he's looking over at Harry for an answer.

"Hmm. May I have a glass of Hendrick's Gin?" Harry says, and while Louis cocks his eyebrows, Chelsea smiles and writes it on a small notepad.

"Of course, darling. Excellent choice. I'll just have to see some ID, however." Harry reaches into his pocket, pulls out his license, and holds it out for her to see. "Very well then, I'll be back with one water and one glass of Hendrick's Gin."

Chelsea leaves, and once she's back inside, Harry puts his menu down and leans back in his seat with his arms crossed. He stares intently at Louis, his goofy smile now turning into a sly grin.

Louis doesn't notice this for awhile, until he gets a weird feeling that someone is watching him and looks up. "What?" he asks, shrugging his shoulders a little.

Harry laughs. "Nothing, Lou. Just starring."

"Well stop. You're creeping me out." he says.

"That was the plan." Harry says, his elbows now resting on the table. He knows it's not proper etiquette to do so, but he's so caught up in the boy in front of him that he doesn't notice or care.