"Want more?" Louis asks as he puts the last bit of his cone into his mouth.
"No. Could we maybe.. I don't know.. walk around?" Zayn knows he's asking for too much, he knows his parents only allowed for him to go to the ice cream shop but he wanted more. He wanted to hear more voices and to smell more scents, he wanted to do it all with Louis.
"Course." Louis stands and takes Zayn's empty cup, making his way to the garbage can to throw it away, stopping along the way to tell Harry thanks.
Zayn grazes his fingers along the table for his white cane, grabbing it once he felt it. His other hand was immediately taken by Louis right afterwards and he was pulled out of his seat. He holds Louis' hand tightly as they leave the store and hears Harry say, "Come back soon!"
Zayn thinks he'd want to, he likes the ice cream and he seems nice, plus he makes Louis laugh in a way he's never heard before.
They walk for a while, passing by stores with no words being exchanged. Zayn doesn't mind the silence between them because he can hear everything, from the chatter of the people walking by them to the chirping of the birds. This was what he wanted, to hear things that anyone would overlook if they were able to leave the house everyday.
"Let's go in here," Louis says softly, turning slowly and pulling Zayn with him.
The boy goes in before him and he watches his reaction, how it changes from a blank expression to the brightest one he's seen yet. "A bakery?" Zayn asks. He sniffs in the scent of the many pastries and desserts, his cheeks hurt with how hard he's smiling.
Louis stares in awe, those blue braces standing out against his white teeth and how his eyes crinkle once again. "Can I have a cupcake, Louis?" That's exactly what Louis was picking out for him as they stood in front of the counter.
"Anything for you," he repeats for the second time that day. It makes Zayn's cheeks burn and his heart pound every time he hears it, he doesn't know why it makes him feel this way but he likes it.
"Thanks," Louis says as he's handed the change and then the cupcake in a small bag. He takes it out of the bag and places it on a napkin that he then hands to Zayn who holds it with both of his hands.
As they leave the bakery, Louis watches him eat it. He licks the frosting like a kitten and his nose scrunches up because he can't help how sweet it is. "So good." His eyes close and he walks slower, this moment is filled with so much bliss. The cupcake is tasty, he's had the best ice cream ever, it's not too hot today and he's with Louis, that's the best part.
Louis wraps his arm around Zayn's waist so they can walk just a tad faster to their next destination, it makes Zayn feel warmer inside than he did before and he's sure it's because of the warmth that always radiated from Louis.
Before they enter the shop, Louis takes another napkin out of the bag and turns Zayn to face him, he holds onto his chin with one hand and uses the other to wipe the corners of his mouth with a napkin. Zayn hates it whenever his parents do things like this to him but he likes it when Louis does it, his fingers are gentle and soft. "I'm not a kid," Zayn says with a pout. Although he likes it, he's not sure that he wants Louis to know that.
"You wouldn't have done it, so I decided to." Louis takes the wrapper and napkin from Zayn before placing it in the paper bag along with the napkin he used to clean the boy's face. He then chucks it in the metal trash bin that sat across the sidewalk from the shop.
They step into the floristry that has their door open and they're immediately bombarded with a different kind of smell. Zayn's not sure if he likes it though, it smells fresh like his parents' garden. Louis pulls him along, smiling at the florist they pass by. He takes Zayn's hand and brings his hand to a white rose, it causes Zayn's eyes to widen because he's sure he's never felt something so delicate and soft.
"Louis! Is it a rose?" Zayn asks with excitement. Louis laughs because he's never seen someone so excited for a flower.
"It is, it's yellow. Do you like yellow roses?"
"I think I like them." He tries to imagine how it looks and all he can think of is the sun, he wonders if it's truly that bright of a rose. It's so much more extravagant in his mind than how it actually looks so he has the biggest smile when Louis offers to buy it for him. "Really? You will?"
"Like I've said, I'd do anything for you," Louis says with a small laugh. He picks the rose and places it in Zayn's hands, the small thorns gently plucking his fingertips. There's that same big smile on Zayn's face that he's sure he could never get tired of.
Louis buys him the rose and then they began their walk back to his car, it's quiet as usual but this time Zayn's clinging tightly to Louis' arm as he presses his face against his skin. It's soft and warm, he likes warm things, especially Louis.
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Fanfiction"I give anything to hear you say it one more time, that the universe was made just to be seen by my eyes."
