|Louis|
"Hi. I'm Jean. I will be your stylist and pick out your clothes for your dates." She is a very perky woman.
"Great. Just lovely." I mutter.
"Cheer up laddie. I'm sure you and Eleanor will turn out to be true friends." She spritizes my hair with spray to keep it in place.
"Here laddie, you choose." She held up two outfits. One which consisted of a red and black flannel shirt, dark blue jeans and a white cowboy hat. The other contained a green V-Neck, light blue jeans and a black cowboy hat.
"You will be at a rodeo show." I huff.
"I guess the green V-Neck." I puff.
"Great, now for the shoes." She holds up brown steel-toed boots and brown cowboy boots without the steel-toes.
"I guess the ones without."
"Your choosing all the items that don't match the theme." she sighed.
"I know it's hard but you and Harry will be together one day." Shes the first one to say something like that to me.
"Thank you Jean." Her tan skin touches mine.
"I'm just a believer of love." she smiles.
"Are you ready?" Jean asks.
"Never have been." I grin and get out of my seat. I am the man in the mirror in front of me. The gay man who cannot be open about his sexuality.
*AUTHORS NOTE*
Sorry for the short chapter. Hope you like. Yes I know the times and stuff aren't accurate but this is a fiction. Dedicated to Alli Hughes. Chapter three coming soon. I may make a straight Harry fan fiction but I'm a straight up Larry shipper. Pugs and kisses. Yes I did mean P-U-G-S. Bye lovelies.
Song is Hey There Delilah by Plain White T's.
