fate | l.s

fate | l.s

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Harry walked quickly down the well-known sidewalk, pulling his scarf around his face and his jacket closer to his body. He passed a few people in a hurry, his wide eyes anxious with worry. Harry took another step, slipping on ice that began to thicken on the sidewalk and created sudden hazard. Harry looked up from the floor, wincing slightly and shaking his curls out of his eyes and blinked quietly. "Are you okay?" A gruff voice grumbled and wrapped a warm hand around Harry's own, pulling him up from the ice that covered the sidewalk Harry's cheeks grew warm, his pale skin bound to be growing warm against the cold and tinging his cheeks and rosy color. "U-Uhm... Thank you..." He whispered. ••• Some people think it's fate that brings them to meet someone. Whether it's a friend, or the love of your life. They believe that they ran into that person for a reason. ••• Harry believes in fate. Louis doesn't. He doesn't believe in fate, or true love, or anything of the sort.
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"And he has curly hair." Louis says dreamily, his head resting on his hand. "The brightest green eyes and the cutest dimples. God I just love talking to Harry. He gets me. Same sense of humour, can handle my sarcasm and he is so sweet." "You're so gone for that boy." Eleanor shakes her head fondly when she looks at her best friend. She has never seen those heart eyes on Louis before. "Why don't you meet up? The two of you have been texting now for a few weeks and you seem to click. You said he lives in London too, right? Just go for it, Lou. You deserve a nice boyfriend. Your smile hasn't been wiped off your face since you started texting. What's the problem? He has asked you to meet a few times already, no?" "I can't." Louis' smile immediately vanishes like snow in the burning sun. "Why not? Come on, you are not the nervous type, Tommo. Just go for it. If it doesn't work romantically at least you had some fun, no?" Eleanor nudges her friend with her elbow and takes place next to him on the couch. "Promise me you don't get angry, El?" Louis bites his lip nervously. "What? No, I could never be angry with you. What's wrong, Louis? Come on you can tell me!" "He thinks I'm you..." When Louis' best friend Eleanor hasn't dated in a while, he decides to take the matter in own hands and create a profile for her on an online dating app. But what happens when a guy with brown curly hair and the brightest green eyes starts texting? Maybe Louis' decision to play Eleanor is not the best one he has ever made, for sure not when he develops serious feelings for the boy who is supposed to text his best friend.

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