The Cutie with the boots

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Harry POV

"Morning mum." Harry kissed his mothers cheek walking passed her as she finished the last cupcakes.

"Morning love, oh, your boots? And the occasion?"

Harry was not only wearing a patterned loose fitting shirt, with tight jeans, he was also wearing his favorite glittery boots, which he only wore for special occasions, lucky days, or when he was happy.

"I just feel like today is gonna be a good day." He smiled, tying his apron, and taking the finished food to the front of the store.

"Alright, maybe you may find a nice boy?"

"Mum."

"What? I'm just saying, the last one I didn't like very much. What was his name? Asshole?"

"Mum it was nick. That wasn't very nice"

"I know, I'm just glad you saw he wasn't a good one."

"Me too mum, I'm just glad we never did anything."

Harry and his mother had a very close relationship. Anne was a single parent, raising both him, and his older sister Gemma. His family has been incredibly supportive, accepting him the moment he came out.

"Love, do me a favor?"

"Course"

"Look, can you work the counter today, it seems like Angel can't come in, and Gemma has to do the baking. Please?"

"Okay." He smiled happily, going to the front of the store and switching the sign to open. He felt like today would be a great one.

~*~

Louis POV

"Zayn I don't have time for this" Louis grumbled at his best friend, the only person he can be remotely calm around. He tried his best to focus at his work, but when Zayn has something to say, he'll say it.

"C'mon man, you've been working hard all day. Just leave it be, the shipment was made. Let's go out for lunch"

"No."

"Please?"

"Still no"

"Pretty please"

"Hm, let me think about it.. Fuck no."

"Louis, your working too hard, take a break man, when was the last time you even got laid?"

"Shut up."

"By the venom in your voice I would say since you last 'relationship' if you could even call it that"

"She was a bitch"

"Yeah she was, how long were you with her again?"

"Pft, a month, she put out on the first date"

"Heh, sluts, they get the job done. Look, Louis, you know I love you right?"

"Zayn I don't feel like getting another lecture"

"Look Louis, I'm just saying, we're older now, we aren't those teenage idiots anymore, we're the bosses. Maybe it's time you find someone to settle down with, a Nice girl, or guy, and you know, fall in love?"

"You seem to forget our past jobs Zayn. That would put someone in danger, I can't do that. Maybe one day, I don't know."

"Yeah. C'mon Louis, let's go get lunch yeah?"

"Fine, fine you win." He laughed, closing his work and putting on his coat.

"Yeah, you never know, maybe you'll find a nice lad, I know you prefer a nice dick, then to some wet clam."

Louis barked out a laugh, and smiled at his childish friend, they've known each other for years, and he's the only person he can be himself around. To others he's cold, mean, and has no soul.

But that's just not the truth. Zayn accepted Louis the moment he came out as bisexual, he went along with the dumb shit they Did together, and still now has his best intention at heart. This is why he's his best friend.

"Yeah, true man. Honestly, I feel like when they just stand in front of me, maybe I'll know. So stop your bitching."

"Yeah, maybe you will. Hey instead of some fancy restaurant, wanna go to This small bakery I know? They have sandwiches and stuff."

"Sure, why the hell not."

~*~

Both boys walked into the small quaint little bakery, noticing the fair amount of business, but nothing too crazy. They took a seat near the back wall which was littered with photos of everyone in the small town. Both looking at their menus to find something to eat.

"The soups look pretty good too" Zayn mumbled, focused intently on the menu.

"Yeah they do" louis said half heartily, he was trying to make sure everything went well with out him, looking at his phone, not paying very well attention.

"Louis" Zayn warned, which scarred the older man.

"Shit" he whispered as his phone fell to the ground, luckily having a protective case. While reaching for his phone, some shiny pair of gold boots approached the table, nothing to flamboyant, but enough to grab someone's attention. Louis let his eyes follow up this strangers body, from his tight pants, noticing his incredible legs, to his lean torso, and finally his adorable, sweet face. Plump pink lips, and a loose enough shirt to see beautifully tattooed birds on his chest.

"What can I get you" the boy asked, sweet and kind, louis noting his smile, and the dimples that came with it.

"I'll have the special." Zayn answered, the boy nodded and turned his attention to louis, who was still checking him out.

"And you sir?" Harry also un-shamefully checking out the man in front of him.

"Same, the same" he answered, smiling at the boy.

"Alright, um, would you like anything else?"

"Your name?" Louis asked swiftly, the smug smile still on his face.

"Uh, it's Harry."

"Very nice to meet you, I've taken quiet the liking to your glittery boots"

"Oh, uh, thank you." Harry blushed, and fidgeted over the mans stare. "Ill be back with your food." Harry scurried away, and Louis looked back to a very smug Zayn.

"This why you brought me here?" He Asked.

"Actually Harry usually works in the back, luckily enough, he was working front today. Why? Taken a liking to the boy"

"He's cute."

"Louis, I'm warning you now, he's a friend of mine, don't fuck him and dump him if that's your plan."

"course not Zayn, doesn't seem the type anyway."

"He's not. Boys pretty innocent"

"Good, he seems nice."

Harry returns with their food and drink, smiling at both.

"Need anything else?" He asked before walking away.

"No, we're fine, thank you" Zayn said. They left the bakery, and headed back to work.

~*~

Harry POV

Harry picked up the very large tip from his last table, and noticed a napkin with writing on it.

My names Louis, don't he afraid to call, dinner on me? X

Harry bit his lip but kept the note in his pocket, something about this new man, has got him weak to the knees, and quivering in his boots.

And he's pretty okay with that.

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