Always You (L.S.) (Completed)

Chapter 13: Will You Be My Boyfriend?

Warning: minimal slut-shaming

(November 1st)

HARRY

"Hey Hazza!" Louis ruffled my hair from where he was standing behind me in the library. "I wanted to introduce you to someone.  This is Eleanor, my best friend."

I turned around to face him and the pretty brunette standing beside him. I smiled.

"It's nice to meet you." I held out my hand, and she took it.

"Me too. I swear, Louis talks so much about you that I think I know you better than you know yourself." 

Louis blushed. "I do not, shut up!" he protested weakly and I laughed as I stood up, wrapping him up in a big hug.

"It's okay baby, I'm pretty phenomenal, I know that."

He leaned back, swatting my arm. "Your ego is huge, you know?"

I shrugged. "Yeah, I know."

He laughed. "Okay, Mr. Big-Shot, I'm gonna go get my phone. I left it in the washroom."

He left, leaving Eleanor and I alone.

"So," she spoke up. "He really likes you."

I smiled. "Yeah, I really like him too."

"Just one question though, are you ever going to ask him to be your official boyfriend? As happy as he is with you, I can tell that he's been waiting."

I chuckled. "Funny you ask, I was planning on asking him tonight on our date."

She squealed, grabbing my arm. "Really? He's gonna be so happy!"

I laughed. "Well, I hope so."

~

Later that night, I was getting ready to pick up Louis from his dorm. 

"You remember the address, yeah?" Zayn asked me.

"Yes dad," I joked. "I swear, you're more worried than I am about this, and I'm fucking nervous as hell."

"Can you blame me?" he said dramatically, putting his hand over his heart. "My son is all grown up!"

I cringed. "Please never say that again, Z. I'll see you later."

He pouted, but patted my back, allowing me to leave.

I reached Louis dorm, and paused for a moment.

"Calm down, Harry, it'll be alright," I told myself.

"Are you talking to yourself?" Louis' voice surprised me from where he was standing at the door, an amused smile on his face.

My eyes widened. "Um... yeah?"

He rolled his eyes playfully. "You weirdo. I don't think I want to know what you were saying."

I scoffed, wrapping my arm around his waist. "Shut up. It wasn't anything sexual, you perv."

He giggled, and I swooned, leaning in to kiss his cheek. I pulled away and he whined. "What was that? Gimme a proper kiss." he pouted at me.

I sighed. "God, I can't resist that face."

I leaned in, placing my lips on his for a soft kiss.

"Alright, lovebirds, pack it up would ya? I'm trying to eat my salad." Niall whined from inside the room, and we pulled away. Louis cheeks turned a dark red, but I sniggered, flipping Niall off.

"Sod off, Neil."

"Harry, is that you?" I gulped at the sound of the voice I was dreading to hear.