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 going through a quite boring day: he's sat at his desk at the office, legs thrown over the armrest of the chair and he's staring at the floor, nervously turning the pen in his hands. It's been two and a half hours since his boss left his office, leaving him with tons and tons of papers to read, a new article to write for the day after and his new beautiful, wonderful, awesome schedule for the next month. And that was supposed to be his day off and he still regrets answering his phone that morning, giving in to his superior's prayers to go to the office. Louis throws his head back, sighing and cursing everything.
His phone buzzes on the desk and Louis almost falls to the ground in fright. The thing is that the office has been totally quiet for the entire morning, his breathing the only audible sound, and Louis' mind has been busy for the whole time, so his phone buzzing is the right way to kill him. With a sigh, he grabs it and finds a Twitter notification waiting for him.
Niall Horan @NiallOfficial 2 min
Just found this shitty selfie from liam's birthday. Love u twats :) @Real_Liam_Payne @Harry_Styles @Louis_Tomlinson @zaynmalik instagram.com/p/nLZSRMMyFC/
Louis takes a moment to roll his eyes at Niall and Liam's names, as he always does since they followed him and he asked them if they thought they were celebrities, before clicking on the link. A picture appears on the screen: it's definitely from Liam's birthday a few days back, because Liam is wearing his Batman t-shirt and he had to put that on when Zayn had accidentally overthrown the tray of profiteroles on his jersey. Because, obviously, Zayn wanted to mimic a ballerina and he had to do it with a tray in his hands. Proper genius. Niall is in the centre, taking the picture; Liam and Zayn are on his left, hugging each other: Liam has a wide smile on his face and Zayn is printing a kiss on his cheek. On Niall's right side, there are Harry and him: Louis' mouth is open like he was about to say something, and Harry is right behind him, with his arms around Louis' neck as if he was carrying him on his back. Harry's face is priceless, mouth open in an attempt to make a funny expression and eyes wide.
They're absolutely the best idiots ever, Louis thinks with a smile.
"Louis," someone says from the door and Louis sits up immediately. "What are you doing?"
"Um, work?" Nice try, Louis.
"I bet," his colleague, Kat, says, shaking her head. She enters the room and reaches Louis' desk, putting three folders on it. "I brought you stuff."
"You don't say," he answers, rolling his eyes and burying his head in his arms. "I think I should put a cot in here."
"Don't be silly," she says, grinning. "Actually, I came to steal some stuff Mister Anderson left you earlier." She grabs a stack of papers from Louis' desk, not even touched since the man put it there, and settles it in another red folder. "I'll take these, I've finished my work for today so I can help. You should arrange in chronological order these articles I brought you. You can do it for tomorrow, right?"
