MI5

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The plan was that Harry will go out to Tesco's, just down the road from their house. The paps would catch him, and then he would distract them from his house, engaging and actually posing for photos. Greg, Sarah's partner would drive round to the parking by the apartment and pick Louis up. He would then drive round the back of Tesco's and pick Harry up.

Harry looked to his watch and fidgeted, looking to Louis who had since cheered up.
There was still a hint of hurt behind his eyes but Harry could tell Louis was making a special effort to smile to him. Louis wanted to get away just as much as Harry did.

Greg called, Harry answered without the phone  even finishing the second ring.

"Greg.." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's go time."

Harry put on his sunglasses, despite the fact it was dark outside and well past eleven. He was going to pose for pap photos yes, but he knew if he wasn't careful enough the paps would clock that he wasn't acting his usual bitchy camera shy.

He kissed Louis deeply before running a hand through his brown curls and putting on a black jumper over his white tee.

Stepping outside, Harry saw two paps leap out from behind the bins and another obviously standing in the car park. He shook his head in disbelief at how these pricks had so much useless time on their hands to wait for him to come out of his house.

He gave a strained smiled as he continued down the road, more followed him and before he knew it there were 12 paps asking him questions and stalking him down to Tesco.

Back at the apartment, Louis peaked out the window, with a ski mask on. It was quite funny to be fair, looking like someone out of a comical robbery. But he knew that he could never be too careful.

He noticed one pap sneak out of another bush and leave, and then there was silence.

Louis called Greg to announce the company was now gone and a few minutes later, Greg  pulled into the carpark, pretending to knock on the door of another house.

Louis crept out and locked the house, black hoodie too, with the drawstrings pulled up, the hoodie cocooning his face.

He wheeled the two suitcases to the third apartment down from them and then casually and sneakily leapt into Greg's car which had been dressed to look like a taxi.

He felt like he was on some sort of MI5 mission. Except it didn't feel cool, it felt like a matter of life or death. If the paps caught Louis leaving Harry's apartment. Shit would go down even more than it already has.

He drew a shaky breath as he buckled in, watching Greg through the darkened windows pretend to knock on the door of the third apartment down, for show, in case someone was watching.

He picked up the two suitcases and proceeded back to the car, Louis grinned to himself as he saw Greg with his 'cabbie' outfit on. It's all about the show...

The two left the carpark to go to the back of Tesco.

Harry was getting to his maximum sociability level as he gestured he needed to "shop."
He excused himself from the paps who tried to follow him into Tesco but were greeted by the security guard - Will - who had been called in, a part of this 'mission.'

He picked up cheese and milk acting natural and smoothly slid behind the home essential isle, out of view to the paps,  to meet Freddie who was stood with keys in her hand.

They nodded at each other before Harry spoke,
"You got Sarah's message right?"

Freddie nodded and they exchanged items.

Freddie was another of Harry's most trusted friends. She was there for him since the X - factor days and helped conceal Louis and Harry's relationship when they needed it done. She was one direction's old choreographer.

She put back the items, roleplaying a restock on the shelves before walking outside and yelling at the paps to leave.

She had to threaten them with the police before they dispersed.

Harry signed a thank you with his hands to Freddie as she came back in before he slid out the back door to the restock rooms and out the back of there to the staff carpark where just on time, Greg and Louis pulled in.

And then they were off.

A/N

Oof I'm getting excited writing this lol, I have no idea where this is gonna go heheheh

Also not to be dramatic but I literally ship their legs. (Peep the irrelevant photo ahah but it's cute ...)

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