optional // l.s.

thirty

over 2,000 words, the longest chapter in this whole book. smut ahead, plus happy tears. thank you for 15k 💞

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the five minutes went by way too fast because before harry knew it, louis was easing his way into the room. harry gave him a nervous smile and louis sat down in the chair in front of him after harry directed him to.

"you gonna play for me?" louis asks, noticing harry's beloved acoustic sitting near him.

harry nods and sits down. "it's something i've been writing for a while now."

"yeah?" louis coos. "how long?"

harry blushes and looks at his sock cladded feet. "since we got together, actually. um..it's about you."

louis gasps softly. "me?"

harry looks back up and nods. "yeah, and i'm scared you won't like it but i've put my all into it. so atleast act like you like it, okay?"

louis chuckles and relaxes in his chair. "show me what you got, baby."

harry picks up his guitar and lets out a nervous breath, strumming his pick against the strings a few times and clears his throat, beginning to play some chords. louis stared at him in awe with how well he could play the guitar.

"your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me,
but bear this mind it was meant to be.
and i'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
and it all makes sense to me," harry starts and louis absolutely melts. his voice was smooth like honey, and so relaxing that it could put him to sleep.

"i know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile,
you've never loved your stomach or your thighs,
the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
but i'll love them endlessly."

harry looks up from his papers to see louis just barely tearing up. it took everything in him not to throw his guitar down and cradle louis but he wasn't even halfway through the song yet, there was still more to come. he was pouring his heart and soul out to this boy in just one little performance.

"i won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
but if i do, it's you, oh it's you, they add up to
i'm in love with you and all these little things."

louis chews on his lip and wiped his eyes with his sleeves. "fuck, you're making me ugly cry," he wetly chuckles. harry couldn't help but grin.

"you can't go to bed without a cup of tea
maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
and all those conversations are the secrets that i keep
though it makes no sense to me."

"i know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape,
you never want to know how much you weigh.
you still have to squeeze into your jeans
but you're perfect to me."

louis curls up and places his chin on his knees, hugging his arms around them. a small smile stitched its way onto his face and harry blushed once they made eye contact. he could still hear the nervousness in his voice but when he realized louis was enjoying it, he shook away the thoughts of him hating everything and kept going.

"i won't let these little things slip out of my mouth.
but if it's true, it's you, it's you, they add up to.
i'm in love with you and all these little things."

"you never love yourself half as much as i love you,
you'll never treat yourself right darling but i want you to.
if i let you know, i'm here for you
maybe you'll love yourself like i love you, oh," harry clears his throat and sees a stray tear falling from louis' eye. he loved it. he loved harry so much and the fact that harry wrote a whole song for him made his heart beat faster than ever before and he swore it was gonna blow up.