How to Turn Your Love On
By: Love_Me_Dead
From: archiveofourownWarnings: This is the sequel to Straight into my Heart and Stole it, it has no smut only mentions, but it's super cute and fluffy so I thought y'all would enjoy it :)
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"What do you say, Louis?"Louis turns towards Niall, brows raised now. He'd completely spaced out and hadn't paid any attention to the previous question. His eyes were focussed on a table adjacent from his, one that sat empty now. Four months ago, Harry ate at that table and would endure any teasing that he heard from Louis's table.
"What do I say about what?" Louis asks, taking a sip of his water.
"Drinks tomorrow night," Niall repeats, nearly rolling his eyes. "At the Horseshoe."
He shrugs, looking down at the table. "I think I have a date," he says.
He doesn't have a date. But he does have a little tradition with Harry. Every other Friday, they get together and have a movie marathon and they usually end up making out after the opening credits of their first movie. It's a tradition and tomorrow is one of the days they have planned and Louis can go out for drinks with Niall and Zayn any time he wants.
Niall does roll his eyes now. "With who?" He asks.
"Uh, just this guy," Louis says nonchalantly. He's not embarrassed to be dating Harry, not at all. He's just really scared of his friends' reactions to finding out that they are dating. He's scared that he'll become subject to their hurtful words that are quite funny but have made his boyfriend cry before.
"You go on dates an awful lot for a single guy, Lou," Zayn remarks, watching him.
"Yeah, uh.. if you guys aren't too hungover, do you want to come round to mine for lunch tomorrow?" Louis suggests, watching the both of them nervously. He knows that Harry is coming to his flat tomorrow and that they always end up spending the night together. It'd be the perfect opportunity to introduce them to his boyfriend.
Introduce isn't the right word. More like reintroduce. Zayn and Niall know Louis's boyfriend. They know the dorky secretary who was accident-prone, tripped over his own feet and was constantly the victim of Zayn and Niall's taunting. But they don't know the hot (and still dorky) boy who has tattoos and curly hair and smiles brighter than the sun when Louis tells him he loves him. They don't know the boy that sang Louis back to sleep at two in the morning after Louis woke up from a nightmare.
"Uh, yeah, I guess," Niall says, sharing a look with Zayn.
The two of them scrap their plans for getting plastered and instead decide to see the new Superman movie together and play video games until they pass out at Niall's. They press on for information about Louis's mystery guy and he gives none, just telling them that they'd find out. They guess that he's a model or superstar or something and Louis chuckles as he heads out of the lunch room.
His left hand drops down and brushes across Harry's older table, where his arm would be lying if he were here. But he got a new job, a better one according to him. He works a few blocks away now as a marketing guy and he loves his new job. Louis does too because now he isn't tempted to head up to his desk, lean over the little wall and kiss him. And he doesn't have to watch Harry's mood dampen as Niall and Zayn make fun of him. He also doesn't have to listen to them make fun of him and tell them off.
Louis especially likes not having to tell his friends off because they would definitely remind him of how he never used to do that and ask him what changed. And Louis would have no answer and then it'd turn into a fight and he loves his best friends. He's ready to tell them about himself and Harry because he's realized that he can keep both relationships alive even if they don't approve of each other.

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