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harry has specifically picked out 5 outfits. each one for a specific reason, one for the actual date, one for when he feels that the first one is a little underdressed, one for if he thinks he's overdressed, one outfit that's specifically picked out precisely to show off his assets (hence his dick, biceps and chest) and the last one was more conservative if that's what he was feeling. if you're thinking that he's going over the top then you're wrong. to harry, at least. he was a fuck boy, si naturally he'd only stay for the sex part, then leave. he doesn't remember the last time he actually put effort into someone and went out of his way to ask someone (or maybe it's because he never has, not until louis though) it's always been one night stands. no strings attached. always come and go, it was always only for a good bang, to harry. not until a certain blue eyed angel named louis came into his life that his entire fuck boy demeanor came crumbling down and here he was worshipping the very ground louis walked on, well, it's more like he's putting effort into getting louis to like him. to think that he's more than just fuck boy. that he's capable of loving and caring for someone too.

on the other hand, louis was more chill about the date, considering it wasn't his first (i mean come on, with an arse and face like louis' who could resist?) he knew how things went down. and there are only two possible things that could happen. one the date could go really, really good and there might be a second or two, it could go really really awful and they'd avoid each other as much as possible. louis found harry charming but then again he's supposed to be charming, he's a fuck boy for fuck's sake. being on multiple dates has it's perks. and louis knew when to walk away on a date but hopefully that isn't the case today.

harry was on his way to pick up louis from his flat. driving there was nerve wracking, harry's grip on the wheel was so tight his knuckles we're turning white. he was so tentative and alert he can quite literally hear the birds chirping, flying above his car. harry has never had to swoon anyone to get then to bed since girls and guys we're willingly giving themselves to harry but when it came to louis it was different. five minutes later harry stopped at louis' flat. he got louis' number so he decided to text him that he was there already "hey lou, i'm here outside ur flat. u ready?" five minutes later louis walked out his flat when his eyes landed on harry. he was wearing a plain white shirt with a red flannel, sleeves folded, black skinny jeans, and some brown timberland boots, complete with a man bun. all in all he looked great, handsome, even, but louis knew better than to fall for those emerald eyes, charming smile, chocolate curls, and those damned dimples. "hey love, you look very pretty" harry said eyeing louis up and down. he was wearing black skinny jeans that does wonders for his arse and harry, a lavender sweater that swallows his entire body and a flower crown filled with green flowers. if the flower crown reminded louis of harry's eyes then no one had to know. "hey haz, um thanks" louis said happily. "oh so we're on nickname basis now?" harry asked wiggling his eyebrows "oh my god you're such an idiot" louis said giggling while covering his mouth "hey now, none of that don't hide your pretty mouth and giggles. 's cute" harry said moving louis' hand away from his mouth. "well aren't you a charmer" louis said sassily while looking at harry after rolling his eyes fondly. "mhm i most certainly am for you, love" harry said smirking at louis "wouldn't have been the first, styles. now come on, try to flirt with me later i'm starving" louis said while shoving harry's shoulder. "oh-uh yeah, of course" harry said embarrassed but opened the car door for louis. "gentleman, how sweet" louis said teasingly but harry only rolled his eyes fondly at the smaller boy. when harry got inside the car he was greeted by a very curious louis asking him various questions such as "where are we going?" and "are we there yet?" "listen, lou. we'll be there shortly calm down" harry said chuckling. "yeah yeah sure styles as long as you don't kill me"

they got a table an started talking once they've ordered already. "so, as cliche as this sounds, tell me about yourself" harry asked looking directly at louis, genuinely curious. "well for starters, i'm 17, 'm bisexual, my best friend 's zayn and liam, i live alone, i like flower crowns and cookies" louis said while blushing. "wait zayn, zayn malik?" harry asked shocked. "yup. love that guy, real nice and lovely" louis said smiling happily at the mention of zayn's name. "and who's this niall dude?" harry asked leaning on the table his face resting on his palm. "niall horan, he's practically my best mate. we're so close we finish each others' sentences close" louis said making harry laugh "oh my god. you're adorable, lou" harry said shaking his head but smiling lovingly at louis. "oh shut up styles. now your turn, enlighten me" louis said sassily trying to ignore the blush growing on his cheeks. "hmm well, im 19 obviously a senior, i like you, blue and lou" harry said with a slight smirk on his face when he saw louis blush at his words "real smooth styles" louis said chuckling "but for real though, tell me about yourself" louis continued. "sure babe, my full name is harry edward styles, i like tattoos, 'm bi as well, and i live with my older sister gemma" "ooh, you have a sister? that's nice" louis said sadly, wishing he had someone around too. harry seemed to notice the sadness laced in louis' voice "what's wrong, bub? don't you invite niall and zayn over?" harry said wanting to cheer up the smaller lad. "yeah but they can't go at mine all the time ya' know?" louis said with a sigh "i'll be here for you, lou. always will be, and more than willing to do so. i've never met anybody like you, to be honest. you've intrigued me very much and i can't not do so. i want to get to know you better, i want you to get to know me better. to know that i'm more than just a fuck boy, that i'm capable of having human feelings too, that i'm capable of keeping a long-term relationship. i'm willing to do anything for you, lou. hell i fucking worship the very ground you walk on. i'm so fucking whipped for you, lou. i want to know you and i want you to know me. please, louis. give me a chance to show you how beautiful, angelic, gorgeous and absolutely perfect you are. i may look like i can't do that but i can, trust me on this. please?" harry said genuinely while looking at louis with so much hope and adoration he thinks he might cry. "okay harry, okay. don't disappoint, yeah?" louis said giving up on himself, internally groaning at himself for giving in so easily to those damned sparkling green eyes, chocolate curls, and those god-forsaken dimples. "i won't lou, i promise. oh my god, thank you so much. you won't regret it" harry said lighting up like literal fucking christmas.

i hope i wont.

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