Just Perfectly Messy

picnics with a brit

Alessandra's outfit to the sidddde. Basically her outfit for her date with Harold♡

-Harry's pov

"Okay, so what else should I pack?" I asked Louis, as he helped me get my picnic basket ready. Louis threw in some plastic plates, plastic silverware, and plastic cups.

"Maybe you could pack some ranch? I love ranch with my pizza, maybe she'll like it too?" I gave Lou a disgusted look.

"She's a lady, okay Lou? Only you like ranch with your pizza." He threw his hands up in defence.

"Whatever, lad. Just giving you suggestions." He threw in plenty of napkins, and placed the cupcakes he baked for my date in the basket carefully.

"I just want to make sure everything goes smoothly, yknow? I really don't want to screw this up."

Louis placed his hands on my shoulder and gave me his 'calm-your-shit' face. "Harry, calm your shit. Everything will go as planned, and by the end of the day you'll be coming home telling me how amazing it went. Now trust me when I tell you that you need to change that shirt. It doesn't go with your jeans." I look down at my black shirt and give Louis a weird face. Black goes with everything.

"No, trust me on this one, okay? It doesn't go, just trust me. Change it, please." I roll my eyes and go to change my shirt. I'll never hear the last of it with Louis if I don't change.

"So, what do you plan on doing this beautiful Saturday afternoon?" I call out to Louis as I throw on another tshirt.

"Nothing really. Gemma's coming over to watch some films, and then we'll probably get some dinner. Nothing much," I stick my head out and look at Louis.

"Why's she coming over?" I question. Gemma hated being here as it was, and to be here willingly was weird.

"I just told you. We're going to watch some films and then get dinner. Do you need to clean out your ears, Harold? Are you getting that old?" I roll my eyes and throw on my shoes.

"Look, we can bicker about this later but I need to go get her."

"Harry, you don't have to leave for another 30 minutes..." I look at the clock and then to Louis.

"Well, I want to make sure I get there on time. You have to think about traffic, possible accidents, flat tires, there's an endless amount of things that could ruin me picking her up on time." Louis groans.

"Whatever Haz. Just be careful okay?" I nod my head and grab the picnic basket and my coat.

I look at Louis once more, and he begins to fake cry. "My boys going on a date," he sniffles and wipes away fake tears.

"Oh, God." I groan. "I'll see you tonight okay?"

"I better get every last detail!" Louis tells me as he walks me to the front door. I stand on the outside of the entrance and Louis leans on the door.

"You'll get every last detail,"

"Good. Now have a good time, okay? Remember, you've got this." I nod my head trying to find the confidence within me to believe the words Louis is telling me.

I begin to walk away until Louis calls my name. "Hey, Haz?"

"Yeah?"

"Remember to take the cupcakes out last, you need ice for your drinks, and I'm dating your sister. Have fun, byyyyye!" Louis slams the door as I call him back, and then my phone begins to ring. It's Alice.

Damn it, Lou.

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Holy crap, she looks so beautiful today. I mean, she always looks good to me, but today... she just looked so gorgeous.