Harry was sitting in the ice-cream parlor that he and Louis had went to a week prior. He was eating his vanilla ice-cream—with sprinkles and gummy bears—slowly, not wanting to finish it before Louis arrives.
Louis arrived no more than a minute later, biting his lip. Harry frowned slightly at that, because he looked a bit weird biting his whole lip. Louis slowly approached his table and sat down. Harry offered him some of his ice-cream, but Louis only picked out the gummy bears.
“Hey!” Harry protested.
Louis just ate the candy, covering his mouth as he did so. Harry frowned again.
“Is there something wrong with your lip?” Harry spoke up as he gestured towards Louis’ lips. Louis finally removed his hands and Harry gasped at the sight of a new piercing in Louis’ lip.
“Do you like it?” Louis asked as he nervously fiddled with his thumbs.
“Well . . . um, it’s nice,” Harry smiled, “But, why’d you get it?”
Louis shrugged his shoulders, “I’ve always wanted one.”
“It looks nice,” Harry smiled again before he continued to eat his ice-cream, Louis occasionally taking a gummy bear, much to Harry’s dismay.
The two boys chatted aimlessly for a while before the ice-cream was finished. They continued to talk for a bit longer after that before Louis asked Harry if he wanted to go to his flat. Harry agreed.
They walked to Louis’ flat in a comfortable silence. Harry was happily swinging their entwined hands back and forth between them as they walked. When they reached Louis’ flat, he opened the door and let them in. He closed the door after them before they made their way to the couch and sat down.
“Zayn’s not here?” Harry asked.
Louis shrugged, “I guess not. He’s probably with Liam and Niall or something.”
Harry nodded his head, “Can we watch a movie, please?” Harry asked politely. Louis chuckled a bit and nodded his head.
“What kind of movie?” Louis asked and Harry shot him a confused look, “Comedy? Horror? Romance . . .?”
“Can we watch a romantic one?” Harry asked, “I like romantic movies. They’re so sweet.”
“Of course we can, Princess,” Louis said and Harry blushed at the pet name. Louis then got up from the couch to look through the stack of movies on the floor. He kept holding up the romance movie and asking Harry if he wanted to watch it.
“Titanic?” Louis asked as he held up the DVD box.
“No, it’s too sad.”
“The Notebook?”
“I’ve seen it too many times.”
“Love Actually?” Louis held up the DVD and he heard Harry squeal. When Louis turned around, he saw that Harry was blushing but he had a small grin on his face.
“I love that movie,” Harry gushed, “Can we watch it? Please?”
“Of course,” Louis then put the movie in and sat back on the couch next to Harry.
“Can I, um, like, uh, cuddle with, um, you?” Harry asked shyly as he looked down at his lap, his cheeks turning a deep red. Louis smiled fondly at the lad and gently lifted chin up so he would look at him.
“Of course, sweetheart. No need to be embarrassed,” Louis reassured as he gave Harry’s forehead a lingering kiss. Harry smiled softly and crawled into Louis’ lap before he cuddled into him like a cat. Louis let out a breathy laugh as he ran his fingers through Harry’s hair along with gently touching his yellow flower crown.
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Through My Loudest Tears I Hear Your Name // l.s. (FlowerChild!Harry)
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