Princess ♛ L.S

Chapter 2

It's been 10 days since Harry and Louis first started talking. They have slowly been learning more about each other. From embarrassing first kisses, to the kinks they have to the amount of hatred they have with social interactions.

When Louis asked Harry if they could meet up. He never felt more nervous. He was literally throwing clothes after clothes behind him trying to find the perfect outfit.

Would louis be okay if harry wore Something girly? What if Louis didn't like that kind of stuff? Harry didn't want to scare him off to quickly so he decided on a pink button up, obviously leaving the top few undone. The shirt showed off his sharp collarbones and hairless chest. Yes, harry shaved himself, everywhere. It's something about the smooth feeling of his legs against his mattress or rubbing lotion on them that he really enjoys.

He sat down at his small white vanity deciding on putting on a little makeup. Harry always felt so pretty when he had makeup on. He didn't do it to make others more attracted to him, no he did it because he genuinely loved to. He settled on just a thin coat of mascara and a light pink shade of lipgloss, it was Harry's favorite because it had tiny specs of glitter in it.

He finally decided he felt presentable enough, he grabbed his phone and texted louis the address of the small café they'd be meeting at.

He walked out of his apartment and down to the bus stop. Yes, harry knows how to drive, he just prefers not to. He gets a lot of anxiety when he's behind the wheel and always chickens out.

Of course the bus had to be 5 minutes late, and when harry finally arrived to the cafe he stopped in his tracks. He realized he didn't know what louis looked like, only having an imaginary look, since Louis only ever described it. In fact, he barely knew the guy. Well, they did text nonstop but, was that enough?

Harry started to coward back. Was he ready to meet this stranger? He's never even heard louis voice for Christ sake. As Harry slowly backed up and turned around, he bumped into a hard chest. "Oi mate watch where you're going" They said in a thick accent.

Harry's eyes went wide. He was stunned by the beautiful man in front of him. Though a few inches taller than expected, Harry knew immediately that this man was Louis. He looked over his features. Louis was tan, really tan and he had shaggy brown hair, like he talked about. The thing that took harry by surprise was his eyes. He knew they were blue, but these, they were different in real life. Oh my god they were intoxicating. He wasn't expecting this at all. Louis had tattoos running down his neck and had all black on. Not at all what Harry would have thought. He didn't mind though. It was kinda hot.

Louis was the next to widen his eyes at the boy in front of him. "H-harry? Is that you?" He was the first to speak up. They were literally just staring at eachother. Taking in their appearance for the first time.

Yes, Harry was attractive to say the least. Louis thought he was gorgeous. So when he saw harry for the first time, all he could do was stare. Not at all did Louis expect him to be much smaller than himself, let alone where pink and have curly hair. He didn't mind at all. If anything, the pink complimented Harry's pale skin. He was so beautiful in louis eyes.

"h-hi" Harry managed to squeak out. He gets so, extremely shy, but never to the point where he could barely function a full sentence

"um it's nice to-to meet you." Harry whispered, Putting his hand out for louis to shake.

Louis looked down at Harry's hand and smiled, ignoring the gesture, he pulled Harry into his hard chest. Harry quickly wrapped his long fingers around Louis waist and held him tight. Neither of them spoke, just enjoying the company. "Well." Louis cleared his throat. "Shall we?" He reached for the front door and opened it, allowing Harry to walk in first. Louis kept a hand on the small of Harry's back as they were seated in a booth.

Seconds went by. Then soon minutes, neither of them spoke yet again. "You're so pretty Lewis" Harry said as he dropped his chin into his hand, admiring the boy in front of him.

Louis laughed, actually scratch that, he snorted. He burst out into a loud laugh that caused harry to jump slightly. What did Harry already mess up? Did his hair look weird? Maybe his mascara was smudged.

"w-what's wrong" He timidly asked, he dropped his hands to his lap and fiddled with them, already scared that Louis didn't like him.

Louis wiped away an imaginary tear and settled both his hands on the table. "M'names Louis, babe." Harry's eyes widened.

"Not Lewis" Louis cracked into another big smile.

Harry flushed red. His whole neck all the way up to his ears was painted a bright pink. How did he respond to that? The whole time, he's been thinking it was pronounced like Lewis. Harry's so embarrassed that he just nods and looks down to his hands, still in his lap.

"It's all good, Harry." Louis reassured.

"No harm done, just a good laugh s'all"

Harry still didn't know what to say. He nodded again and looked out the side window to his right.

Louis cleared his throat to try and earn Harry's attention back. "Um, would you like anything?" He gestured to the counter where a line was forming.

Harry smiled brightly "yes please."

Harry told louis what he wanted and then Louis walked away to wait in line. Harry was left with his thoughts. Louis, obviously popped up. He wasn't at all what Harry expected. He expected someone tall and muscular, with one of those gelled up mowhawks. Honestly, Harry liked this look more, Louis looked so cute and cuddly. He was handsome and funny and Harry already knew he was falling for Louis.

So after Louis got back with their order and he sat down, they had a wonderful conversation, like an ordinary date, was it actually a date though?

The lunch soon ended and Louis walked Harry to the doors "Where's your car?" He asked.

"Oh I-i actually took the bus here" Harry looked away shyly. he looked down to his phone "Oh if I don't leave now I'll miss it" he tried to walk the opposite way but Louis grabbed his arm before he could get away.

"Nonsense. I'll take you home Harry"

Harry stopped in his tracks. Of course he blushed, thinking of the worse possible outcomes, all of which, ended with Harry on top of Louis.

He coughed into his hand. "Uh yeah okay s-sure"

Louis walked over to his car not muttering another word. "Your address?" He asked, right when Harry was seated and buckled.

The drive to Harry's was silent and short. Barely 10 minutes.

Harry debated even inviting Louis in. Was it to soon? It probably was, this was the first time they even met.

Deciding against it, He got up and out of the car and waved goodbye to Louis. "Thank you for a wonderful time."

"No problem Harry." Louis smiled, showing his pearly white teeth. Harry turned around without another glance and made it up to his apartment doors.

Louis, without a doubt definitely stared at Harry's arse jiggle slightly as he walked away and into his apartment building but he wasnt going to admit it.

Louis licked his lips and drove away, deciding not to stick around to long and look like some weirdo. Even though he already is one.

A/N:
I really really like this hehe.

Sorry if time seems to be going fast, I'm trying to get the story along so I can get into the plot:)

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