They had to pull back for air. Louis surveyed the guy's face, in awe of his blown pupils and sharp jawline, the way their shared spit glistened on his lips. "Hi," he breathed. He blinked, and came back to himself a little bit, blushing at his own boldness. "Sorry. Is this okay?" The stranger removed his right hand from the curve of Louis' waist in order to cup his jaw, tilting it up to the angle he desired. He pressed their lips together, murmuring, "Definitely." And then he kissed harder. (When Louis sees his ex-boyfriend kissing a random girl at a party, he acts out of blind jealousy. He kisses the first guy he can find. It turns into a thing.) INSPIRED BY CLOUDS.

Where Louis visits the cafe everyday and Harry is a employee.

Harry Styles, loved by many, yet none owned his heart. He was a pretty big deal around school. Everyone knew who he was. Harry Styles was a flower crown wearing lad who didn’t mind adding color to his wardrobe. No one particularly cared that he wore slightly more girly clothes, or that he was openly gay. He was unique and bubbly, and honestly who couldn’t love him. Louis Tomlinson definitely did not have a crush on said boy (he did). Ever since he saw him on the first day of secondary school, he knew this would be more than just a crush. Now they’re both seniors and Louis has yet to do anything about it. Why would he? He was considered to be the skater punk who spent too much time at the skate park and had one too many tattoos. What happens when flower child meets skater boy, will it be a love everlasting?

Random shît that I think 1D would say if they had group chats throughout their hiatus. Highest rank// 389 in humor// 7.30.17 //296 in humor// 10.28.17