Glittery Boots

Dance with Me?

Harry POV

"Call him"

"No"

"Text him"

"No"

"Email him, I don't give a rats ass how you do it! Just message him anyway you can!"

"No Angel."

Harry had been staring at that note since he got it the day before, now, one day later, him and Angel are sitting in the barkery, nothing really happening since the lunch rush has just ended. Angel has been pestering Harry to contact Louis in any way, like any, she won't leave it alone.

"C'mon Haz! I heard he was a looker!" She smiled, Harry sighed, for what seemed like the hundredth time. He shook his head, and continued to clean the counters.

"Well, he was, he really, really was. But did I also mention he was with Zayn?"

"You mean Sex God Malik, no it's seemed to slip your mind. Hey, hot people hang out with other hot people." She shrugged.

"Hello? Did you not hear me? Zayn, he maybe sweet but he's talked about Louis before, I just don't know. He's cute, hell he's gorgeous, but I don't feel like being in another dead end relationship."

"Haz" Angel smiled sweetly, she walked towards him, taking the dish rag and looking her friend in the eye. "Look, you won't know unless you pick up the phone and try. If it isn't something then it won't go anywhere, but who knows? Maybe it could be, and you're just depriving yourself of something you've been craving. So, just call? Or text whichever you're comfortable with."

Harry sighed, but he knew she was right, plus he really did like Louis. He had this strong character that radiates off of him, he really liked how he presented himself, so strong, so intimidating, yet that also scares him, what if he isn't the type to be in an actual relationship? Harry had always been the type to love with all, but, he still doesn't want to get hurt.

"So what're you gonna do?"

"I'm gonna text him."

"That's my boy!" She smiled at him, then proceeded to clean the rest of the tables, so Harry could text Louis.

"Here goes nothing." Harry typed the number and saved it into his phone.

To: Louis

Hi, this is Harry, you know the guy from the bakery? The one with the really glittery boots. You said you like them? Yeah, that's me. Well, um, I gladly accept your offer to dinner. Um, so, just reply with details I guess? Ha. Have a nice day, H x.

"God I love how sweetly awkward you are" Angel laughed after reading what he had sent.

"Not too awkward right?"

"Nah, just the right amount of awkward slash innocent."

"Okay." He smiled, he felt good about this. After finishing up the cleaning, he was helping the stores regular customers when Angel came running his phone In hand, she handed it to him, and proceeded to help the customers. He walked away, and read the reply from Louis.

From: Louis

Harry, so glad to hear from you love, dinner tonight? I'll pick you up. By the way, don't worry, I don't think I could forget you, or your boots.

To: Louis

Tonight is great, but I do close the bakery tonight. I hope that isn't a problem.

From: Louis

No, it's not, I'll pick you up from there. See you soon.

Harry knew he was probably a little red, and that he had a huge grin on his face, but he couldn't help it. He called him love, he's such a tough guy, yet he spoke so kindly.