Starbucks Lovers (L.S)

5

Harry and I exchange numbers after that since he has to leave for a haircut appointment, and I want to text him the second he's out of my eyesight. That cannot be good.

I definitely want to see him again and I really hope he feels the same way. Or else I just might die.

Niall sees Harry leaving and comes back to the booth to sit where Harry sat before. "So what do we think? I liked him, he seemed chill."

"I liked him too. So much." I admit. I can't keep secrets from Niall so I might as well just tell him exactly what I feel. I'm sure Niall can see the sparkles in my eyes as I talk about Harry because he smirks at me, but I really couldn't care less if I already seem like I'm in love. I wouldn't say I am, but I'm sure that I'll get there if I see Harry again. That probably seems a little hasty, but I guess that's just the type of person I am.

"You're gonna text 'im then?"

"Yeah. Definitely."

And that's what I do later that day. I was so eager to text him my fingers were itching and tingling, but I didn't want to seem too eager. But at last I just thought 'you know what, I really like this guy, so what if I come forward a little strong because I am'.

I spend quite some time thinking and contemplating what I should say, but I just end up with a simple 'hey'.

Louis: Hey. It's Louis (:

Harry: Hi! Was just abt to text you as well xx

Louis: Oh, well great minds think alike (;

Harry: Haha, guess so

Louis: So i was wondering....

Harry: yeah?

Louis: I would really like to see you again

Harry: Me too (:

Louis: So does that mean i can take you on a date sometime or smth?

Harry: I would love that!

Louis: Great, when are you free?

Harry: I'm busy this week but next weekend?

Louis: sure :) I'll come pick you up then

Harry: sounds great! excited already xx

My heart flutters as I close my phone and fall back on my bed, clutching it tightly in my hand, a smile etched on my face. I've never had this sort of reaction to something like this ever in my life. I don't know how to handle myself to be honest. I'm nervous and excited at the same time. I can't wait to see him, but I just don't want to ruin anything. I get quite weird when I'm nervous and I do not want Harry to see that on our first date that's for sure.

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A week passes and Harry and I are constantly texting each other. I find myself always on my phone either texting Harry or waiting for his reply. Niall has pointed it out quite some times, and is now complaining about his lack of love life.

Niall is gay too, and that may cause many to ask 'why aren't you guys in a relationship then?'.

When Nialler and I first met we had an immediate connection, but that was a brotherly type of thing. It was nothing like what I had with Harry. When I met Niall I thought 'I wanna be friends with this guy' and Niall did the same with me. And so whenever we're asked that question we're both grossed out and quite annoyed actually. It's like saying boys and girls can't be friends without having to be in a relationshop, which is not the case.

I have never and will never think of Niall as anything other than my best friend and future best man at the wedding I'm hoping to once have.

"I want a boyfriend too!" He whines out.

He's currently sprawled out across my sofa as I'm sitting in the armchair next to it. The TV is on but we don't pay any attention to it.

"Then just do the same thing as I did!" I yell back equally as loud as he did.

"No, that's a terrible idea." He frowns.

"You came up with it, you dumb hoe!"

"Yeah, because that was for you and not me! I don't want to embarrass myself like that."

I glare playfully at him. "I hate you."

"Love you too." He blows kisses in my direction but I just pretend to swipe them away like flies. "What am I gonna do Tommo?" He goes back to whining again and I groan. He's a child, there's no other way to put it.

"I could ask Harry if he has a hot gay friend as well? I'm texting him anyways."

"Of course you are," He rolls his eyes openly. "But yes please, do that." He then blinks innocently at me. This guy, I swear.

"Okay then." I chuckle.

Louis: Do you by chance have a gay friend our age who's looking for a boyfriend atm? :D

Harry: I do actually, but I thought we were kinda like a thing?

Louis: Aw Hazza, so cute. We are don't worry, this is for Niall

I can't help the smile on my face. He thought I was the one looking for someone else and called us a thing! I'm over the moon with excitement and Niall clearly notices.

"Did he have someone?!" He asks hopefully.

"Maybe, but that's not why I'm happy." I smile down at my phone, rereading the text.

"Why then?" He jumps up and crawls to the edge of the sofa to look over at my phone.

"I asked him and he thought I was the one looking for someone and he got jealous and said he thought we were a thing!" I squeal. Niall squeals with me and we fangirl over my lovelife for a minute before I turn back to text Harry again.

Harry: Oh, got worried there for a second

Louis: I like you Harry, don't doubt that

Harry: The feeling is mutual <33

"You guys are real lovey-dovey huh?" Niall smirks. He's been looking over my shoulder and reading our texts.

"Shut up." I pull my phone away and turn around so he can't see it anymore and he pouts.

Louis: <33

Louis: But did you have a gay friend?

Harry: I do. His name is Zayn, I'm sure he would love to meet Niall

Louis: Great I'll tell him

Harry: I can give you Zayn's number then Niall can text him?

Louis: Perfect ;)

"Guess who just scored you a guy's number?" I wiggle my eyes at Niall and he gasps.

"You did?!"

I nod and he immediately attacks me in a hug. "I can't wait to go on double dates!"