Harry and Louis are seated, both sharing a bowl of fries, Louis having a burger now. One in which he has barely touched.

"Do you not like it?"

Harry asks sadly, motioning to the burger. Louis looks up from where he had been dipping a fry in sauce, like he had been for the past few minutes.

"No, Harry. The burger is lovely. I just don't feel well."

The small smile on Louis' face fades away quickly after it is made.

"Oh. Do you have a tummy bug or something?"

Harry takes Louis' hand in concern and Louis rubs the soft skin on Harry's fingers before moving to fiddle with the boy's ring.

"I am nervous, actually... And you haven't made me a milkshake yet."

"Oh, I will get you one! On the house!"

Harry is quick to scramble to a stand, pulling his notepad from his apron.

"Will you go on a date with me?"

Louis says quietly. Harry bites his lip and grabs the menu, looking over it again and again to find this drink.

"Where is that written?"

"It is not... I am genuinely asking, H. Will you go on a date with me?"

Harry's smile grows and his head nods before his mind can even process the information. He crashes himself down on Louis' knee and they both lean in for a sweet kiss.

"Where will we go?"

Harry asks when they pull away.

"Anywhere, but no milkshakes, please. I think I am lactose intolerant."

Harry snorts and leans his forehead against Louis', his hat falling off as he does so. They look at each other for a moment before Harry is speaking up again.

"You are so cute, Lou... So berry cute."