505 || l.s. short story

9

They walked into the restaurant, Harry gave the waitress his name and she took them to a secluded table in the back of the restaurant.

"Wow." Louis looked around, his eyes twinkling and full of wonder.

"Do you like it? Is it okay?"

Louis looked around at the restaurant, there were large windows that showed off the view of the city, long embroidered curtains, delicate live piano music. The table was a dark shade of mahogany, a small unscented candle sat in the middle, the seats were leather and quite comfortable. The place was almost too exquisite to be real.

"I love it Harry. Thank you." Louis' eyes glistened and Harry furrowed his brows in concern.

"Are you okay?"

Louis stood up and walked over to Harry and gently wrapped his arms around him. Harry sunk into the warmth of his body, appreciative of the simple gesture. The world around them melted away as Harry hugged him back, not wanting the moment to end. Louis pulled away with an endearing smile on his face and Harry's mind was filled with pure devotion for the extraordinary man in front of him.

The rest of dinner consisted of the two enjoying each other's company and listening to the melodies that filled the air.

"Are you ready to go?" Harry asked once they had finished and paid. Louis nodded and they walked back out into the cold night.

Louis shivered when the air hit every inch of his body and his hair blew in the wind. They quickly got into the car and Harry immediately turned on the heater.

"Can we go home and cuddle now?" Louis' teeth chattered and his body relaxed as he took in the heat that began to fill the car.

"Not yet love. We have one more stop."

"Harry it's cold! I don't want to be outside."

"Don't worry, we'll be inside." Harry got a hold of Louis' hand a placed a warm, tender kiss into his palm. "Then we can go home and cuddle."

Harry made his way to the last and final stop, a conservatory. He pulled into the lot and looked at Louis who once again had a look of wonder all over his face.

"No way! Harry, are you trying to make me cry? You took me out to the most amazing restaurant I've ever been to. By the way, I want a piano now. Let's learn how to play it. That should give you a hint on what I want for my birthday, or Christmas. I mean you could technically say they're on the same day. Anyway, and now! Now you bring me to a conservatory and it's night time and it's made of glass and we can see the night sky from inside and we can still look at all the flowers and look up and bam! Night sky with stars and the moon and, and, Harry I love you." 

Louis stopped when he realized what he had said. Harry simply smiled.

"I love you too, Louis."