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Louis' looking at Harry hiding behind his menu and he realizes that he's happy for once. He's not faking a smile. He's not pretending to be okay so people don't worry.
Louis is happy.
This might change, however, once he leaves the restaurant with Harry and is blinded by flashing lights and his ears are filled with rude remarks and ridiculous questions. Louis is just going to enjoy it while it lasts, because good things always come to an end, and he's not going to let this one slip through his fingers.
Suddenly, an iced tea is being placed in front of Harry and a diet in front of Louis. The waiter throws down two straws in the middle of the table and pulls out his notepad, getting ready to take their order.
"Are you two ready to order?" he says, glancing at the two of them. Harry motions for Louis to go first.
"I'll have the chicken parm, please."
Harry orders next. "Can I have a caesar salad, but without the chicken?" The waiter writes his order down, after asking if Harry wants the chicken on the side, to which Harry replies with 'no'.
When he leaves, Louis raises his eyebrows at Harry in question. "No chicken?"
"I'm trying to be a vegetarian..." Harry shrugs.
"That's... um, cool? Sorry, I love meat too much."
Harry laughs. "That's alright. I'm going to have to revoke my original offer, though."
Louis furrows his eyebrows, not understanding what Harry's talking about, but then it hits him.
'"Can I give you a blowjob?" '
Louis' eyes widen and his cheeks turn a bright shade of red, which is weird, because Louis isn't nervous around people. And he definitely doesn't blush when 16-year-old boys make sexual innuendos. Meanwhile, Harry is satisfied that he made Louis flustered and at a loss for words.
They chat mindlessly for the next few minutes. Harry asks Louis small questions that he's always wanted to know and Louis asks Harry big questions that he needs to know. Their food comes right in the middle of Louis' story about how he missed his flight and had to spend a whole night in Ghana all alone, in a dirty airport that smelled like cow shit.
Louis eats his chicken with no problem, all the while receiving a death glare from the younger boy sitting across from him. Louis has to mentally slap himself when he thinks about how cute Harry looks right now.
Fuck, Louis thinks. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
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"Woah, wait, you've never had mashed potatoes?" Louis asks, looking at Harry incredulously.
"Nope. Just baked potatoes," Harry replies.
"Holy shit. Mashed potatoes are, like, the best thing in the whole entire world! Harry, I'm cooking for you next time, and you are going to have the best damn homemade mash you will ever taste."
Louis falters a bit at what he's just said.
"Next time?" Harry smirks, glancing over at Louis.
"We're, um, here." Louis ignores Harry's statement as he pulls into the driveway, putting the car into park.
Louis watches Harry get out of the car without so much as a goodbye, so Louis undoes his seat belt and follows after him. Harry's got one hand on the door knob when Louis reaches out and grabs his wrist gently.
"Um, I- next time, as in, whenever I get to see you again, I want to cook for you, because I think I'm an okay cook, I guess, and I just want to-"
Harry leans in and kisses Louis on the cheek, smiling at Louis' shocked face when he pulls away. Harry rests his hands on the crook of Louis' neck and leans forward so that their breaths mix together and his eyes cross from trying to look into Louis'.
"Now kiss me, you fool."
And Louis kisses him. It's soft at first, their lips slowly moving against each other and their hands gently cupping the other's cheek. Harry's inexperienced, Louis knows this, so he tries to contain himself and resist the urge to shove Harry against the door and really kiss him. He forgets about the world around him, forgets about the pressure of Hollywood, forgets about everything and just focuses on this moment, this beautiful, wonderful moment that he wants to relive over and over again.
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(A/N: nOW KISS ME YOU FOOL I'M SCREAMING.
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Eccedentesiast || Larry
FanfictionEccedentesiast - (n.) someone who fakes a smile. Or; in which Louis is a famous actor (one who's not too pleased with his life) and Harry is just another fan. - Harry is a movie fanatic, and his favorite actor is Louis Tomlinson. Louis may be ab...