Zookeeper

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Harry sighed as he used the shovel to scoop up the elephant poop. "Stupid fucking job." He mumbled. "I have to work just to pay off school..."

He looked up as his manager called his name. "Harry! Get ready for the school that's coming, you're the tour guide."

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Louis groaned as he got off the school bus. He didn't want to be at some stupid fucking zoo. They were sixteen now, not six. They should be going to a concert, not the zoo. He fixed his school uniform, taking out one of his gummy worms as he walked with his best friend, Stan. He looked up when the tour guide said Hello.

Their eyes met after about five seconds. Green met blue. Twenty-three met seventeen. It was like they just connected, like that.

"Uhm... I-I'm Harry, I'll be your tour guide for today." He smiled, his eyes flickering towards a certain blue-eyed, brown-haired boy, "if you have any questions, make sure to ask me, alright?"

Louis bit his lip, whispering something in Stan's ear.

"no way... You think that tall, lanky, poop-shoveler is hot?"

"Yeah... I mean, look at him. He's got the most gorgeous green eyes, and his hair is so beautiful..."

Harry lead them through the first few animals, getting to the Elephant cage. "Here are the animals that I work with.. Very gentle animals." he smiled, patting one of their trunks.

Louis was at the front by now. He'd always loved Elephants. From the time he had first learned about the large animal, he wanted to own one.

"You like Elephants?" Harry asked him, smiling softly, taking out a handful of food and asking Louis to cup his hands. "You can feed them.. It tickles a little bit, but you get used to it."

Louis held his hands to the fence, giggling softly as the Elephant ate out of his hands.

"Maybe one day I'll let you in the cage." Harry laughed softly, "Alright.. Next up are the giraffes!"

Louis looked to Stan, blushing as deep as his cheeks could go. "Stan.. I-I think he likes me too."

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By the end of the tour, Louis had given Harry his phone number, wanting to stay in touch with the older man.

"Thank you.." Harry smiled, tucking it safely in his pocket. "I'll call you when I'm done with work, yeah?"

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Louis leaned his head against the bus window, trying to fall asleep. He looked down at his phone.

"Louis...? Are you okay?" Stan asked softly.

"Yeah... Just tired, that's all." Louis responded, coughing lightly.

He ignored Harry's call, texting him instead. 'hey, is this Harry? Sorry, I'm still on the bus back to our hotel.. You should come see our choir perform tomorrow.'

Harry answered instantly, 'yeah! Of course. What time? :)'

'3:30 pm.. Is that okay for you?'

'Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow then.. I'm going to sleep.'

'Alright, good night xx'

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