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Louis

I have just had the most amazing night.

It was so simple yet everything about it was perfect. Harry insisted that he wanted to play hooky so we stayed up until one in the morning watching movies and just talking. His mom even made dinner for us which was one of the most delicious things I have ever eaten.

I had never had mashed potatoes before last night so trying them for the first time was a lifechanging experience. She claimed that she just made them from a box, but I don't believe her. They were so creamy and buttery I just wanted to eat a gallon of them.

Anne also made us popcorn for when we were watching the movies just out of the kindness of her heart. She wanted us to have a good time and also used it as an opportunity to make sure that I was doing okay.

The funniest part was Harry sneaking out in the morning. He left a sticky note on my forehead telling me that he was going to go to school for the beginning half of the day so he could go to all of his important classes.

Honestly, I expected nothing less from him.

Almost all of the movies we watched were cartoons that he said that he watched when he was a kid. I was expecting cheesy romantic comedies, but he wanted to watch a movie with talking cars. Was it a bad movie? No. I just wasn't expecting him to show me something so incredibly juvenile yet so perfect.

I learned a lot about him from the way he was when we were hanging out. I learned that he can't stay still and loves to doodle on everything. He wasn't even watching the movies half of the time because he was too busy drawing a little shape on his ankle or on me.

He had previously told me that he wanted to be an artist, but I never got to see any of his work, and now I have. In fact, some of his work is still doodled on my arm because I didn't take a shower last night. Granted it is a bit smudged, but you can see various shapes from all different walks of life.

I like that he doesn't have a particular style when it comes to his art. He kind of does everything except for people, which I don't blame him for because they are so intricate. At one of my old schools I took an art class and I nearly failed it because I couldn't draw people.

I will admit that I didn't turn in half of my assignments either, but I was never there to do so. I skipped so much school because I couldn't walk or something that I had low grades in every class. Harry probably has straight a's in every class because he tries so hard.

Seriously he's probably exhausted right now, but he decided that going to school was so important that he still got up. I also know for a fact that he didn't finish his homework so he's going in underprepared too.

I learned last night that he likes to be prepared for everything and is pretty organized. He isn't crazy particular, but he does keep a very detailed calendar. Its color coded based on the class or activity it's insane.

Luckily, he doesn't do enough that the colors have to reach out of the ordinary. He's a simple man, he doesn't like to overextend himself.

I already want him to be back here even though he probably only left a few hours ago. We really had such a good time and I just want to spend more time with him. Last night we got to know each other pretty well, but there's so much more that I want to learn.

Part of that is that I want to figure out if he would possibly be open to something a little more than just a friendship. I'm not ready for anything too big, but I really want to cuddle him. Even though he's a fucking tree I would be the big spoon.