{It's been 5 years since Louis and Harry had met at camp, and now they just so happen to be living in the same town} (This is a part 2 of "At Camp")
Louis: 20 Harry: 19
Word count: 1875
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Louis thought about Harry everyday, even if it had been so long since they had last talked.
He hated himself for not thinking about his phone being in his bag when they were pushed in the lake, and he especially hated himself for somehow not realizing until he was all the way home.
He never asked Harry where he lived or where he went to school.
He even searched Instagram but without knowing Harry's last name, it was nearly impossible. Harry was a pretty popular name.
He gave up looking after a year, assuming Harry had moved on from looking for him as well.
But even now, 5 years later, just before his 21st birthday, he was still thinking about the curly headed boy that stole his heart.
He didn't know where Harry was, or if he was even thinking about Louis, if he even remembered him.
Surely, he hadn't completely forgotten.
Louis was his first to many things, that's not something you can forget easily.
Louis sighed aloud and shook his head, trying to think of something, anything else.
"Hi there, what can I get for you?"
"Just a coffee with cream and sugar, please."
"Sure thing."
Louis paid the worker and then went to the end of the counter to wait for his drink.
He thanked the barista once he got his coffee and left the shop, tightening his coat around himself when the cold air hit him.
It was the beginning of December. Snow decorated the streets, along with Christmas lights and a giant Christmas tree in the middle of the town.
Louis really enjoyed walking around at this time of year, it just made him overjoyed.
He finally sat down on a bench and began to sip his coffee, watching all the other people doing frantic Christmas shopping in the places downtown.
"Louis?"
Louis was frozen in place, as he looked up and saw those familiar green eyes.
Surely, he had to be dreaming.
This couldn't be real. There was absolutely no way Harry was standing here, right in front of him, all these years later.
"Oh my god, it is you," Harry added, after studying Louis' face.
