You Make Me Strong

Louis lifted a hand to Harry's cheek and guided his eyes back to his. "Hey, you're more than just what you wear, Harry. Trust me, I don't remember any old sods name, promise." He joked, making Harry blush beneath his hand.

"You're so cute." Louis whispered, his eyes falling to Harry's lips as he started to lean in slightly.

Fuck. Harry couldn't do this.

Harry could feel his heart rate start to pound painfully fast, his hands beginning to shake and go clammy, his breathing go out of control. He abruptly stood up and stumbled back, away from Louis.

"I have to go, I'm so sorry." He stumbled out, decidedly not looking at Louis' face of confusion and hurt as he ran back into the house.

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Model! Harry and Footie! Louis au

Harry is very shy and closed off and ends up falling for a a very loud and confident Louis Tomlinson.

Model! Harry and Footie! Louis au

Harry is very shy and closed off and ends up falling for a a very loud and confident Louis Tomlinson.