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What did the garden say to the weeds?

You're really starting to grow on me.

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"Thank you so much Harry." Louis gushed, as Harry dropped him off at his apartment door.

Harry smiled brightly at him, staring deep into those blue eyes that he grew to love over the last few hours. "Its no problem Lou, but..would you please call me again, or text me. I just had so much fun tonight and I wanna see you again." Harry sighed out, looking hopeful.

Louis just giggled and Harry look at him a bit confused.

"You called me Lou." Louis stated, with a closed smile.

"Oh I'm sorry! Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis! I'll remember that, ah shit! Did I just ruin everything?" Harry worried, running his hand through his curls.

" No, no, no! I liked it, really I did! I've just never had a nickname and I really love 'Lou'."  He explained

Harry sighed in reliefe, and instead of saying anything, walked up to Louis and layed his head on the crook of his neck, burrying his face deep in Louis' knit sweater, smelling roses and his lingering shampoo scent.

Louis just chuckled a bit, and rubbed Harry's back, bringing him closer, and whispering things like 'you're funny harry.' And 'I can't believe you right now, my gosh.'

Harry sighed and brought his head up, looking straight at Louis with a soft smile. "Thank you Louis, I had an amazing night, and um, I'll see you soon okay?" Harry said softly, feeling louis' hand still relaxing him as he rubbed his back and his sides. 

"Of coarse Harry, I wouldn't be able to go another month without seeing you. I've not been out of the house in so long and tonight made me so happy. You'll deffinetly be getting a call soon." Louis said, dropping his hands to his side and beamed at Harry

"Great, Lou, that's great! Alright, I'll see you later then." Harry replied just a happy, but before he can say anything else, Louis takes one big step towards him and plants a firm kiss on his cheek.

Louis quickly pulls away, and looks at the floor with wide eyes, not believing he actually just did that.

"Bye Harry." Louis said, walking back and waving, before closing the door to his apartment, leaving an awestrucked Harry to stand in the hallway, hand on his cheek and wide eyed, before muttering a quiet "fuck yes" to himself, and walked towards the elevator headed home.