"Hi."

Louis giggles, biting his lip clumsily. He had just stumbled through the door and to the counter, held at the bench with a firm hand from Harry.

"Missed you, sweet cheeks."

Louis slurs and Harry giggles.

"Missed you too, Lou. Missed a night yesterday, I was worried."

Louis blows Harry a kiss with the hand of the arm that isn't secured by Harry.

"Had to do stupid study, couldn't have pretty boys distractin' me."

Harry releases Louis' arm to press his hand to his cheek.

"I have a pretty boy distracting me every single night at work."

Louis' face drops, his eyes narrowing and he rips his face away from Harry. With flaring nostrils and a clenched jaw, he stares at Harry for a moment until his expression suddenly turns into a pout.

"You like someone?"

"Very much so."

"Is he pretty?"

"The prettiest."

"Is he tall?"

"Eh, not really."

"So it's not me then."

Harry snorts and grabs out a packet of napkins from under the bench. He removes the plastic and shoves it in the metal holder.

"I will let you know a secret."

Louis leans over, getting extremely close to Harry. So close that Harry can smell the alcohol on his breath.

"It is you."

"Wanna know a secret?"

Louis asks this time and Harry quickly nods, curls bobbing up and down.

"I want a one night stand."

Harry chuckles and pulls away, grabbing one of the milkshake cups.

"Whipped cream?"

"Obviously."