Replacement (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter Three-It's A Date

***Louis' POV***

I was pissed off. He shouldn't have taken my son like that! He should've asked him where he lived so he could bring him back but oh no! Instead, he trapes him round town!

I decide to text Harry.

Louis:

You shouldn't have taken my son like that.

Harry:

I'm sorry.

Louis:

Sorry's not gonna cut it. You should've asked him where he lives and brought him back here!

Harry:

Well I didn't know!

Harry:

Btw, he wants to see me again please let me see him again.

Louis:

Not before I get to know you more.

Louis:

For all I know, you could be an ax-murderer.

Harry:

😂

Louis:

Shut up.

Harry:

Okay, where and when?

Louis:

Purple mango at six tomorrow?

Harry:

I'm free.

Louis:

See you there.

Harry:

Bye -H .x

***

I arrive at the Purple Mango (it's an Indian restaurant for all you peasants who don't know what I'm talking about) and spot Harry waiting by a large black range rover. I get out of my car and greet him.

"Hey, Harry." I smile.

"Hey, Louis." He replies. "Shall we?" He says, pointing to the door.

***

Me and Harry were having a great time. The food was lovely and now we were just talking.

"Okay, twenty questions." I say. "I'm asking all the questions and I'll answer them myself after you've answered them."

"Go for it."

"One: where are you from?"

"Holmes Chapel in Cheshire. I moved here a few months back after a break up."

"I'm from Doncaster and I'm sorry about the break up. Two: how old are you?"

"Twenty."

"I'm twenty two. Three: full name?"

"Harry Edward Styles."

"Louis William Tomlinson."

It goes on like that for about ten more minutes. We end up having a right laugh until...

"Okay, okay! Question nineteen: straight, bi or gay?"

"I'm actually gay.." Harry mutters, his smile dropping as he looks down at the table. "Go on, hate."

"Harry." I put my hand on his, causing him to look up into my eyes. "I'm not gonna hate you or hurt you... As a matter of fact, I'm bi.. I've been denying it for a while now until I found myself not just looking for a new mum for Tommy but.. Maybe even a new dad instead." I say, quietly. We sit in silence for a few more seconds. "Thank you."

"For what?" Harry asks.

"For finding my son and for agreeing to meet up tonight.. You're an amazing guy, Harry." I say, truthfully.

"Thank you... You still haven't asked me question twenty!" He points out.

"Okay... Who do you fancy?"

He sighs, thinking for a bit. He looks to our hands which are still together. "Call me crazy for this."

"Go on."

He looks up at me, biting his lip and staring at me."... Actually, Na, I don't wanna say."

"Okay.. I don't wanna say mine either, personally." I say, chuckling a bit at the end.

Him.

***

"I've had a great night, Louis." Harry grins as we leave hand in hand.

"Me too, we should do this again sometime." I smile. I shake my head snapping out of it and pulling my hand from his. "I-I mean, for Tommy's sake."

"Oh, yeah yeah well y'know." The happiness falls from his eyes as he hears what I say.

"Well... Bye." I say, walking away.

"Goodbye, Louis." Harry says, sadly.

"Bye, Harry." I wave off.

I will NOT let him break my walls...