unknown: harry?

harry responded moments later.

harry: the one and only ;)

unknown: its louis. the bartender at bounty

harry changed the contact name once he found out who it was.

harry: hello there bartender. how have you been?

louis: ive been good. how about yourself?

harry: quite fantastic. how is bounty?

louis: never changes lol

harry: do you work tonight?

louis: yes

harry: okay. i might drop by and see you.

louis: sounds like a plan!

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it was almost an every night thing that harry would stop by bounty, get a beer and dance with louis on his break. louis didn't mind, it made time go by faster and he actually enjoyed the company of the beautiful green eyed man.

"he's hot," niall said as harry walked through the doors.

"how many times are you going to say that?" louis asked him, grabbing a beer and placing it in harry's spot. it was on the end of the bar, next to the edge. it gave harry the chance to notice his surroundings and stare at louis' bum as he walked the opposite way.

"hi beautiful," harry smiled as he sat down. louis popped the cap off of the bottle and leaned against the counter.

"hey," louis grinned. "is this going to be happening alot more now?"

"sure is," harry replied after taking a drink. he was absolutely breathtaking. his hair had grown a little from the first time they met. it was now touching his shoulders. he had a solid black button up on, the top two buttons undone and his sleeves rolled up. his many tattoos were on display and louis looked at him questioningly after noticing the naked mermaid on his arm.

"i was drunk," was all harry replied and louis laughed.

"it's weird," the bartender replied.

"her name is irma, and she has feelings. leave her alone," harry took another drink of his beer.

"mister big bad harry says his tattoo has feelings?" louis snorted, glancing at harry's face. "does she have thoughts, too?"

"mhm," harry replied, lacing his fingers on the countertop and leans forward. "she thinks you're absolutely ravishing."

"her or you?"

the twinkle in harry's eyes told louis the truth.

"i'm flattered, mr. harry," louis hums and serves shots when requested.

"it's mr. styles, actually."

"ooh, cocky," louis smirked. harry chuckled and relaxed on his barstool.

"say, louis," harry twiddled his thumbs. "what are you doing sometime next week?"

"i work thursday through sunday," louis comments, grabbing a water. "monday through wednesday, i just have to do some homework for classes. why?"

"would you like to go out for dinner with me?" harry raised his hand to his mouth, pulling at his bottom lip with his thumb and index finger.

louis weighed the options for a moment. should he go out with a really attractive man and get out of the house or stay at his dorm sulking in boredom and homework?

"i would love to," louis smiled. he refrained from blushing.

"great. i'll pick you up tuesday, does six sound alright?"

"perfect," the bartender hums. that would give him enough time to freak out that he's going on a date with a very hot man and then chill out because it's probably just one night. harry would probably continue to come to bounty after that. who knows?

---

tuesday came quickly, though it was sunday when louis was asked out.

louis paced around his dorm, nothing but boxers on and he huffed as he searched through his closet. harry was taking him out but where? he wasn't sure whether to dress casual, fancy or streak.

lou settled on a black tee under a denim jacket, jeans with holes in the knees (because they're his only clean ones) and black vans. he tousled his hair around and then styled it to just his usual fringe. he wanted to look nice, not like your average uni boy or bartender. louis would agree that he's one sexy motherfucker, but he kind of wanted to impress harry.

since their dorms were similar to duplexes, all louis had to do was give harry his address and at six on the dot there was a knock at his door. when louis opened the door, harry was revealed in a white button up (with the sleeves rolled of course), his iconic jeans and a single red rose in his hand.

harry smirked and held the flower out to him, who took it with red dusted cheeks. "a beautiful flower for a beautiful boy."

"thank you," louis said as he took the rose, locking the front door. "it's lovely."

"i would have gotten a bouquet, but i wasn't sure how you were with flowers so i settled on one," harry chuckled and offered his hand out. louis took it in his own and followed harry as they walked to his car. it was a slick black corvette, two doored and absolutely jaw dropping.

"this is yours?" louis asked breathlessly. he envied the owner of the car but also envied the car for who it belonged to.

"mhm, she's my baby," harry replied and opened louis' door for him. he chuckled a little as louis commented 'what a gentleman,' and got in the driver's seat.

"where are we off to?" louis asked after buckling up.

"you'll see," the older man replied curtly and the purr of the corvette's engine interrupted their conversation.

the drive wasn't that long, maybe half an hour, and louis was fidgeting in his seat until they pulled up to a fancy looking restaurant called giovanni's. obviously italian.

"this place is amazing," harry stated, reaching for louis' hand again. louis held it tight, his other hand resting in the crook of harry's arm.

the aroma of sauces and herbs filled the place. harry muttered to the hostess about a reservation and they were soon led to a booth in the back corner of the building.

"this place is nice as fuck," louis told harry, sitting in his seat.

"it is," the older man said in return.

louis looked around at the tables. they all were dressed in racks that had seasonings on them, napkins and cheeses. louis' mouth watered when the smell of fresh pasta hit his nose and he turned to face his date, who was watching him in awe.

"this has got to be the nicest place i have ever been to," the bartender said, lacing his fingers on the table.

harry chuckled and laid his chin on his hand. "i have never been on a date here, so you are the first."

"yeah?" louis' eyes lit up. harry nodded with a shy grin and louis' cheeks turned red.

"can i get you two gentlemen anything to drink?" a petite waitress came to the boys, her lipstick a little too red for her porcelain skin.

"two glasses of carnivor, please," harry spoke. "and two glasses of water."

the woman wrote it down with a nod, stating she would be right back with their drinks.

"wine? you're making a good first impression, harry," lou teased as he gently shrugged his jacket off, placing it beside him.

"you can't have pasta without wine, love. it's a match made in heaven."

louis hums with a small grin. "is that so?"

their wine and waters came not long after, all four glasses being set on the table and then they ordered their food. harry settled for a twice-baked lasagna while louis got shrimp scampi.

"so," harry took a sip of his wine. "i just have to say you look absolutely beautiful tonight, louis."

the small boy's cheeks went hot and he hid his nervous giggle behind his hand. "you look good, too, harry."

harry sent him a wink and soon their food arrived, adorned in sauces and herbs.

the wine and pasta was absolutely delicious. louis loved the conversation they had. harry was mentioning how he has a dog at home and louis started getting excited when harry showed him pictures. he was a white pit, only a few months old but he was huge.

"his name is joker," louis repeated once harry told him. "why?"

"'cause he's a mean little shit," harry said after taking a sip of the red wine, then shrugged. "not really, um, i dunno. i just thought it suited him."

and it went from there. they talked about their families, what louis was majoring in uni (something in the medical field, harry wasn't paying much attention -- he was too focused on louis' elegance), and how they did their fair share of drugs in high school. parties were the best back then.

it was nearly ten when the boys arrived back at louis' flat. three hours of laughter, flirting and getting stuffed with italian cuisine made louis feel like he's known harry all of his life. he even tried to pay for his half but harry just turned the boy's head while he paid for their meal plus an extravagent tip.

"tonight was amazing," louis turned to harry, smiling wide. "thank you, for all of this."

"my pleasure," harry placed his big hands on louis' hips. "would you mind going out again sometime?"

"if every date we went on was just like this one, i would never deny going out with you," louis chuckled as he tapped harry's chin with his rose.

harry ducked down and kissed louis' cheek. "until next time, then?"

louis nods and kissed his cheek in return. "just text me when and where, big boy."

harry smirked and walked to his car and louis stepped into his flat.

holy. fucking. shit.

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LARRY WENT ON A DAAAATE LARRY WENT ON A DAAAATE

dont worry this book will have some fluff like this in it, but shit will get serious soon.

lolol anyways, i hope you guys have been enjoying this fic as much as i have because its slightly different from my others ive published/drafted.

thank you for breaking 100 reads!