flower crowns // l.s.

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First of all, Harry loved Liam, Disney movies, Niall, food, flowers, pretty things, and comfortable clothes. Second of all, he did not want to be forced into a date with Liam's friend. Poor Harry didn't even see it coming, just went home to cook food but seen that there was pasta made, Aladdin in the DVD player, a beautiful bouquet of petunias, Niall and Liam on the couch, and a man with red hair cleaning up a spilt glass. "I like him," Harry heard Niall say when he entered. "Cleans up his own messes. Reckon he could fit in Harry's room?" None of them had seen Harry, just watched as the red-head cleaned up the drink (which was thankfully water otherwise Harry would've had a conniption). Finally, Harry cleared his throat with a confused smile, taking off his light jacket and folding it onto the armrest of the couch.

"Who's this?"

"Ed," Liam said.

"Eddy," Niall says.

"Edwardo."

"E-rizzle."

"E-dawwwg."

"Main man Edwin," said Niall.

they all looked at Niall, Harry's hands in his pockets, E-rizzle laughing and standing up with napkins galore in his hands.

"Hello, E-dawwg, I'm Harry." He outstretched his hand towards Ed, but then pulled it back when he noticed that Edwardo couldn't exactly shake his hand. "Here, let me help you. What happened?"

"I was trying to prove to Niall that I could balance a full glass of water on my forehead. Let's just say I owe Niall ten pounds now."

Harry laughed, leading him into the kitchen and showing him where the trash can was. Ed was short and had a big sweater on and looked extremely cuddly and cute.

"My name isn't Edwin, by the way. I go by Ed."

"Of course, yeah. Niall's just . . . Niall," Harry mumbled, crossing his arms with a shy smile.

"That oddly makes perfect sense," Ed laughed, his eyes on Harry with an admirable smile. "I like your hair—so curly."

Harry felt his cheeks flood with heat, his eyes averting down to the floor to hide his smile. Such small compliments get Harry like this; he loves compliments, loves nice people. Ed is nice, and Liam was right to hook him up with a nice guy like him. Harry didn't reply, didn't know what to say, as strange as it sounds. The littlest of compliments get him all red and flustered and clumsy. When he made his way back to the living room, Niall was on the floor, Liam by the edge of the couch, so Harry told Ed to make himself comfortable wherever he'd like, which was beside Liam in the middle of the sofa. Harry left to change into his favorite pair of sweatpants and sweater. His sweater was of Grumpy from Snow White, gray, and huge and very soft. His sweatpants matched the dark gray color of the sweatshirt. He's very content now—nervous, but content. Harry was always the nervous type around pretty boys that were interested in him. Although Ed was very cute, he still couldn't help but think about how Louis looked adorable in that flower bracelet he made. But right now, he decided to make Liam happy and try this date thing with Ed—if that's what this is.

Once he was out of his room and taking the seat beside Ed, Liam automatically stood up and yawned, stretching and groaning, taking a look at his watch. "Wow, I am beat. So tired. Got a test tomorrow, so I better get to bed. Niall? C'mon," said Liam, kicking Niall's foot.

Niall groaned, elbow deep in a bag of chips, and gesturing towards the TV screen which was beginning to play the intro to the movie. Every time a Disney movie played and that intro music started, the castle appearing, fireworks going off, and Tinker Bell's fairy dust sprinkling around it, it made Harry not only happy, but squealing happy and jittery happy. Disney movies are his favorite.