One Shots, Larry Stylinson.

777.

Of course, everybody believes in true love. It happens to be everywhere, except close to you. Your soulmate can be across the globe, or just 2 miles away from you. Louis lives through text messages and FaceTime calls, living 777 miles away from the love of his life.

777 miles.

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(Louis' French, everything's said in French but in purpose of the non-French people (including myself) I wrote everything in English. When Louis speaks French to his friends to (for example) his friends, it'll be written in cursive (still English)). don't forget !!)

"Mum?"

Louis walks with a wide smile into the Study Room, where his mother is working when she's home. Johannah, Louis' mother, raises her eyes brows and nods, still looking at the computer.

"I met a boy today."

This time, Johannah looked up, her eyebrows rising up to her hairline if not higher. She rests her chin on her hands, smirking, "come sit, darling, tell me everything."

Louis giggles, quickly moving his feet and sits down next to his mum, holding his phone close to his chest. "His name is Harry." Jay nods, as a sign to continue. "He's nineteen and studies tourism and media."

"Where did you meet him?" Jay asks, interested if this boy is close to her baby.

"E-England...?" Louis whispers, almost inaudible. Jay's taken back, her head moving of her hands.

"Pardon?"

Louis sighs, "I met him through Zayn, that exchanged student from last year? He's friends with Harry and I got put into a chat with him."

Jay nods, "can I see a photo of him?"

Louis smiles brightly, "he's really pretty, Mumma. Also, he's really nice, like he went to Africa to help children in need!"

Jay takes the phone from Louis, scanning Louis' crush's looks. Jay nods in agreement, "Harry is very pretty, for sure. Totally your type- is he gay?"

Louis nods, "well, bisexual, he said he doesn't care if his lover is female or male, as long as they're both happy in the relationship." Louis said proudly, remembering well how Harry said it.

Jay chuckles, "well, you may continue talking to him, íf I get updates from him and your relationship." Louis nods heavily, wrapping his arms around her neck.

After he told his mother about his current love situation, he walks over to the living room, plopping down on the couch. He crawls into a tiny ball and continues talking to Harry and Zayn.

—— a year later ——

Lou⚡️: when are you coming ? I need you !😫

Hazza🤩: how about next week?

Lou⚡️: are you serious 🤯🤯!

Hazza🤩: yeah.

Lou⚡️: oh my gosh yes !!!! 😍😍😍😍😍

Hazza🤩: I'll be seeing you next week then, baby❤️

Lou⚡️: I think I'm gonna cry hazza 🤧

Hazza🤩: don't cry baby. In 10 days I'll be in Toulouse!

Lou⚡️: ten more days . 10 days 😍

——

"Mum! Have you seen my yellow sweater?" Harry rushes down the stairs. He walks into the kitchen, grabbing a coke from the fridge. Anne, Harry's mother, shakes her head, doing the laundry in the living room. "Gemma probably took it." He mumbles.