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Harry///

"Bye Barb!" Harry yelled across the room, seeing the older lady look up from her book and smile at the younger boy.

"Bye honey, be safe alright! And make sure you text that boy youve been talking about all day!" Barb winked, and Harry's face lit up thinking about Louis. " I will Barb, bye!" Harry waved, opening the door and hearing the jingles of the bells on the top of the door. 

All Harry could think of was what he was going to text Louis later on that day.  He was thankful he was going to the gym with Zayn in a bit, because thinking off Louis is fucking stressful and he needs to talk to Zayn about what exactly he should say. Maybe he should he be straight forward again...that seemed to work earlier on that day. But then maybe Louis would think hes bossy and loose interest, and that cannot happen.  

Harry let out a long and exaggerated sigh, as he walked up to his flat letting himslef in and threw the keys on the floor. He rushed down the hall to his room, and threw on a loose, black tank top, and blue basketball shorts, quickly seeing his cat, pineapple, laying on his bed, and giving her a quick kiss on the head.

Zayn wouldnt be picking him up for another twenty minutes, so Harry sent a quick text to him saying he would meet Zayn at the gym instead, and walked back out of his house, walking towards his small car.

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 Louis//

Louis went to bed that night smiling to himself as he thought about Harry. Harry, Harry, Harry, Harry.  He couldn't believe how straight forward he had been earlier, just telling Louis to give him his number! But honestly, it was kind of hot. Harry had his number in his phone! How bloody amazing is that. He was just waiting for a text, call, anything, from Harry.

Louis snuggled into his giant, blue, fluffy, blanket even more, and shut his eyes closed, thinking of how maybe one day, Harry and him would be kissing, and Harry's tounge would slowly sneak into Louis' mouth, and he would open his mouth a bit more, to let Harry's tounge roam around his mouth. He would tangle his fingers in Harry's beautiful long hair, pulling on it and break the kiss for a bit, to go up to Harry, and sit on his lap, wrapping his smaller legs around Harry's waist, straddling him, and lean forward, cupping his face, and smashing his lips onto the taller lads lips.

Louis eyes shot open and he let out a small whine to himself, wishing that he had a boyfriend right now to cuddle with and share a hot make out session with, but no, he had to snuggle with a fucking blanket and let his thoughts take over, making him very frustrated.

Suddenly, Louis' phone let out a loud vibrate, and he sat up and reached over to the side of the bed, grabbing the phone from the petite, pink, night stand he had sitting next to his giant bed.

'Hi love, it's Harry.  Juuuusstt wooondering if maybe you'd like to go on a date tomorrow? I think I've thought of the perfect night out for you.'

Xxx..

Sent at 11:23pm

Louis eyes went wide and he quickly dropped the phone, feeling it land on his lap as his hands flew to his face. As his small hands were covering is mouth in shock, he finally processed that Harry from the bakery down the road...had just asked him out.

Holy fuck.

His hands slowly detached from his face and slowly went down to touch his phone screen. He pushed the home button and swiped to unlock it. Then he shakily took his pointer finger and replied all that he could do at the moment, before running off to his closet to find the absolute perfect outfit. 

'Yes.'

Delivered at 11:26pm

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DATE NEXT CHAPTER AND ILL TRY TO MAKE IT EXTRA LONG BUT I AINT WRITING NO AFTER FANFIC HERE SO DONT EXPECT  70000 words.

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