AU where Harry truly believes in Destiny and Louis just happens to cross his path at the right moment. Featuring a world with the size of a stamp, Liam as the best friend ever, Niall as a social butterfly who knows everyone and Zayn who always knows...
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Louis is walking down the street, the Pretty Woman theme song stuck in his head since he was thinking about the movie ten minutes ago. He's freezing and his jacket isn't doing such a great job in warming him up, even if it's now dry from the tea. It's snowing again and if Louis hears one more person singing White Christmas he'll have to restrain himself from cursing the world.
Truth is he's back to his bad mood. He thought the nice afternoon spent with Harry had helped him in accepting his misfortunes, but he parted ways the bloke just half an hour ago and the positive effects of his ridiculous presence and the hot chocolate are already gone. Maybe he should have asked him for his number, just to have someone to call if something comes up. Not that Louis can imagine a situation that would make him call a complete stranger over his mum or his girlfriend, but you never know. His mum certainly couldn't reach him in less than eight hours if, who knows, he slips on ice and breaks his leg.
Louis shakes his head at the thought of calling Harry and asking him to nurse him until he goes back to England, it certainly wouldn't be a good idea. Nevertheless, it would have been nice having someone to talk to during the days he's forced to stay away from home. He can't even call Stan or Liam – he may enjoy bothering them to death, but he has no heart to call them when it's late at night there. He could, but then he'd have to buy them a gigantic present for Christmas.
Louis stops abruptly in the middle of the pavement, when he realises he still doesn't have a present for Liam. He was supposed to buy it before leaving, but he didn't have time and then it must have simply slipped his mind. How could he forget about his best friend's present? That's the first step towards a life of misery and unhappiness and too much work, he knows it. He also doesn't want to see Liam's sad face if he tells him he forgot to buy him something. Liam's puppy eyes would kill him, he already experienced that hurt glance Liam gives when he's truly disappointed and he doesn't want to relive the experience.
He sighs and goes back to the underground station, ready to start looking for a present.
One day, Liam will have to admit he's the best friend ever and give him some sort of reward for it.
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Whoever said Christmas empties the streets was lying. Even if it's late in the evening, almost dinner time, New York is still crowded and it doesn't seem to Louis that it's any different from a normal day. It's Christmas Eve, sure, but apart from men dressed up as Santa he doesn't see the difference in terms of people hanging out. He may even say there are more people in that shop than that very afternoon and Louis simply doesn't understand. Why, why does he have to fight with an old man for a pair of gloves? It's Christmas and this man is obviously a New Yorker, why isn't he at home with his family, eating turkey or whatever Americans eat on these occasions? Why does he have to steal Liam's present?
