Larry Stylinson One Shots

took to the spotlight like a diamond ring (date # 2)

alright so this is the second date that goes along with the first which is right before this (obviously) and I hope you guy like it. also, sorry for the mistakes (I hope there aren't very many) and sorry for the lack of updates in ten years. to make up for it, I'm updating twice. no smut in this, just like in the first date, but there will be in the next one.

Dedication to @DarkLiam bc I've been gone for three months and I feel bad.

-- K Xx

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Here we go, thinks Harry as he stands staring at the front door. He’s standing in the kitchen so it’s not like he’s been waiting right by the door for whenever Louis would show up. He has been ready for almost an hour now.

Unlike their first date, Harry got ready on his own, without Perrie having to force him. He picked out his whole outfit and did his hair. Harry is a little nervous, getting to Louis’ friends Niall and Liam for the first time. He didn’t know if he should have dressed up or not, but they’re only going to bar that Liam had gotten a gig at.

Clad in another pair of really tight skinny jeans, except they’re black this time, along with a blue jumper that matches his blue beanie, his brown boots, and a black jacket he stole from Zayn, Harry hopes he looks alright. Under the blue beanie is a big French braid on the left side of his head, courtesy of Perrie, and under the skinny jeans is another pair of knickers. Silky black with spaced out, very thin silver lines going horizontally, and a bright pink bow at the front of the waistband.

All in all, Harry would say he looks good. And, not to anybody’s surprise, Harry wore what Louis had asked about in one of his very first texts to Harry. Even if Louis had been joking. Harry forced Perrie to take him into his favorite underwear store, the only place in town that actually hand makes knickers for men.

He’s a little warm in the jacket and beanie, still in the flat, the kitchen, no less, but Louis should be here any minute now. Zayn’s always preferred to have the flat warmer than should be, but that’s alright with Harry.

He and Zayn are alike in that they like places being warmer than need be, solely for the fact that he hates layering up unless he’s going outside. Harry likes to walk around the flat in briefs alone, Zayn also. It’s just something they’ve always done. Perrie, at the very least, always has her undergarments and a t-shirt on.

Anyways.

Perrie and Zayn are both out on the couch and Harry can hear them whispering, knows they are talking about him, but he doesn’t try to make out what they’re saying. So what if he’s going on a second date with Louis? So what if he’s going to meet Louis’ best friends. That doesn’t mean he should get whispered about and cooed over.

That’s one of his pet-peeves, sort of. Harry’s not a big fan of people cooing and awing over him. Especially when it comes to things like relationships and dates and whatnot. He’s always hated it.

But he doesn’t get on to Zayn and Perrie about it. He loves them and he knows they love thinking he’s the sweetest ever, so he’s not going to stomp on their parade.

Right when the clock on Harry’s phone turns to eight, there’s a knock on the door and – are their clocks synced perfectly? How is that even possible.

Oh well.

The next thing Harry knows, Perrie is right in front of him, stressing over his outfit and making sure his hair is tucked perfectly under the beanie. They’re on the other side of the door so when Zayn opens it, Louis won’t be able to see them.