My Famous Boyfriend

4

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Louis' P.O.V:

At lunch, I sat at my usual table with Niall and Liam, talking about football, when I got a text from my mum.

Mum: Hey Louis, I just wanted to let you know; I met Anne, Harry's mother and I invited her and her family over for dinner, and I want you there, so after Liam, come home.

Louis: You did what?!

Mum: Calm down, it's just a dinner, sweetheart.

Mum: Why are you so against it?

Mum: Do you not like Harry? He seems like such a sweet boy.

Louis: No... there's nothing wrong with Harry. Okay, I'll be there.

Mum: And by the way, here is his number:

Mum: 0012011233400

Louis: Why do you even have his number?

Mum: Anne gave it to me to give to you!

Mum: He doesn't have any friends here, so I want to to try and be nice to him, be his friend. Start by texting him about dinner.

Louis: Fine, I have to go now. Bye mum.

I sighed and entered Harry's number into my contacts.

"Why the long face Lou?" Niall nudged by shoulder.

"Nothing, my mum met Harry's mum, and now he is coming for dinner, and on top of that, she gave me his number to text him and become his friend!"

Liam looked confused. "And this is bad because...?"

"I don't want to be his friend!" I whisper-yelled. "I am trying to get this stupid crush away from me, not closer!"

Liam sighed, and slung his arm around my shoulder. "It can't be that bad. Come on Louis, text him!"

I sighed.

Louis: hey... it's louis

Harry: hi?

Harry: sorry to be rude, but how did you get my number?

Louis: long story short: my mum met your mum, they are friends, you are coming over for dinner tonight, and your mum gave my mum your number who gave it to me

Louis: sorry if that was confusing lol

Harry: No worries

Louis: so... how are you liking it here?

Harry: it's not bad, i think you are the nicest person i've met though

I looked down at the text and blushed.

"Ooh... what is it?" Niall snatched my phone, scrolling through the texts. "Boring! I thought he said something really good!"

"Shut up Nialler." I grabbed my phone back.

Harry's P.O.V:

I smiled down at my phone, probably looking really weird, but I didn't care. All of a sudden a blonde girl slid into the seat next to me.

"Hi!" she exclaimed in a squeaky voice. "I'm Taylor, the most popular girl here."

"Hi?" I was confused. Was that really what she considered most important. 

"You should totally sit with us!" she pressed on, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. 

I around to find an excuse to say no, when I landed on a pair of blue eyes. When I saw who I was with he quickly looked down back at his phone. I sighed.

"I mean-"

I was interrupted by the buzzing of my phone.

Louis: wanna come sit with us mate?

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sorry Taylor, but I think I'll sit over there. I already got an offer."

"Whatever, you'll come back to me." she ran her fingers down my chest and left.

I walked over to Louis' table and sat down.

"Thanks for the save, Louis. I don't think I would have survived that long sitting with her." I said, making him laugh.

"Don't worry about it." he said with a breathtaking smile on his face.

"So, Harry," his blonde friend leaned forward across the table. "Nice to meet you, I'm Niall."

Louis looked at me and rolled his eyes. "He's trying to seem cool, but in reality, he is your biggest fan. His room is filled with posters of you and Zayn, isn't that right Nialler?"

I grinned. "Is that so?"

Niall turned beet red. "Yeah." he mumbled.

The other boy smiled at me. "I'm Liam by the way."

"He has a crush on Zayn." Louis interrupted.

Liam's eyes widened, and he slapped Louis over the head. "Hey! Do you want me to tell Harry all of your secrets?"

"No, no I'm sorry." Louis begged, and I couldn't help but laugh at how adorable he was.