The Garden Of Larry

Till death do us part.....

WARNING! IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE ENDING OF Larry, Larry, How Does Your Garden Grow THEN DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER YET! IT MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS!

(Harry)

Flashbacks and moments

"Ow!" I looked to see what I hit and it wasn't an 'it' but a 'he'.

"I am so sorry." I hung up on Liam immediately and offered my hand to the guy I knocked into.

"Well, I've heard of someone who's a real knockout, but I wasn't expecting the saying to mean it literally." He said after I helped him up. I laughed lightly.

"Again, I am so sorry. I really should have been watching where I was going."

"All is forgiven." He smiled softly.

"Really?" I cheered up.

"Yeah, only if you buy me a drink." I knew there had to be a condition.

"Of course I will." I opened up the door to the coffee shop for him and followed him inside.

It was really weird to be buying a drink for a stranger. We hadn't even exchanged names and already I was spending pounds on him. The worst part is that I wasn't even sure that I had enough pounds for more than one cup of coffee.

We waited in line and he ordered a cup of tea I ordered my coffee. Once the barista told me the amount I found out that I only had enough for the tea. I politely told the barista that I couldn't get the coffee and the strange guy gave me a weird look.

"I-uh-changed my mind about the coffee."

"Bollocks." He shook his head.

"I'm serious."

"You could only afford one drink and you picked to pay for mine. I'm sorry I made you spend your money on me."

"It's fine, really. I owed you a drink and got you one so that's what matters."

"Thank you, uh-"

"Harry."

"Thank you, Harry. I'm Louis."

"It's very nice to knock into you, Louis." He giggled.

"Thanks for knocking me to the ground today." I smiled at his beautiful giggle.

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"You play like you're challenged or something." He laughed at me.

"One, that's rude to people who are actually challenged, and two, football is challenging."

"Want to play with a Frisbee instead then?"

"Sure."

We played around with a Frisbee until I threw it too far into some bushes.

"I'll get it." Louis sighed in annoyance.

I chuckled to myself. He left into the bushed to find it and suddenly I heard a high-pitched scream. I ran to see what was wrong.

"What's wrong, baby?"

"I saw a dog. It growled at me." He was so pale.

"What's wrong with a dog?"

"When I was a little boy, I got attacked by a dog and now I'm terrified of them. Not to mention, it growled at me, Harry." He pouted and I wrapped my arms around him.