quiet (larry stylinson au)

4. beautiful night

A/N Another update whoa crazy right? Me actually updating on a regular basis. Hope you enjoy the fluff of this chapter. I love you guys xx -Katherine

Louis wakes up with a scream and tears streaming down his face. Harry nearly screams himself as he hears Louis. He opens his eyes immediately and holds the boy between his arms. "Louis, what's wrong? What happened?" he seems scared.

"I-I had a n-nightmare," he whimpers breathing heavily.

"Hey, it's okay, I'm here. What was it about?" Harry can't really think of what kind of nightmare Louis could possibly have to be this scared.

"Z-Zayn was there...he was b-beating me up and y-y-you weren't a-around..." Louis sobs softly into Harry's chest.

Harry instantly feels guilty. It's his fault if Louis is scared of that. "Love, it's okay, I won't let it happen I promise. Zayn won't touch you," he tries to calm him down.

"P-P-Promise?" Louis hugs Harry's chest tighter.

Harry kisses Louis' head. "Promise," and he knows he means it. He will never leave Louis alone again.

Louis nuzzles into Harry further. "I-I sh-should go home and g-get ready for our d-d-date. I-If we're st-still doing that," he blushes.

"We are if you want to," Harry replies afraid that Louis doesn't want to go on a date with him anymore.

"I-I w-want to," he says shyly.

Harry smiles and hugs him, "I'll pick you up at seven, okay?" He has some more things to prepare and then he'll be ready.

"O-Okay," he kisses Harry's cheek.

He leaves and drives himself home. When he gets home he tells his mom all about Harry. "..And he's taking me o-out t-tonight!" he says excitedly.

"That's wonderful, sweetie, have a good time," his mom says then goes back to washing the dishes.

"I may spend the n-night a-again..." he trails off.

"Alright honey."

He runs upstairs to his room and changes into a nice jumper and does his hair. He texts Harry his address and shortly after he hears the doorbell ring and runs downstairs to answer it. He opens the door with a smile plastered on his face. Harry stands in front of Louis with a major grin on his lips. He's wearing his favorite shirt, the blue one, along with his black jeans and boots, "Hey."

"Y-You look g-great," Louis blushes.

Harry nearly blushes and looks Louis up and down. The boy is truly handsome. "You too," he smirks as the boy's cheeks get redder. "So are you ready to go?"

"Y-Yes..." he says and shuts the front door of his house following Harry to his car.

The ride in the car is quiet. "Do you like Italian food?" Harry asks.

"Y-Yes," Louis smiles.

They drive another couple of minutes and then Harry parks in front of his favorite restaurant. They enter it and go to the table Harrys made a reservation for. "Would you like some wine, love?" he asks not sure whether Louis drinks alcohol or not. He knows he could since they are both eighteen.

Louis nods. It's then that he realizes it's going to be hard to order without talking. Usually people talk at restaurants but Louis has only been to a restaurant once or twice.

Harry can tell Louis is a little bit uncomfortable and thinks that maybe it's too soon for a date. He mentally slaps himself. A waiter brings them their menus and a bottle of wine. Harry sips slowly and looks at Louis. "What will you have?" he asks, hoping Louis will talk to him.