I found this video - listen to it, it brings back memories x

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"I swear if I get one more Hawaiian pizza order I'll kill myself," Louis muttered to himself. Zayn rolled his eyes as he caught the door back to the kitchen.

Louis leaned back against the counter and tapped his foot against the black tiled floor. He didn't look up when he heard the door open, he'd pay attention when they said something.

"Hello," a familiar warm voice said aloud. Louis' eyes snapped towards the other side of the counter. For a second he didn't recognize him, but then he recognized the familair wavy hair that was slightly shorter now.

It's been a good couple of months since Lou's seen Harry, but seeing him now Louis didn't know what to say.

Miraculously he barely passed statistics, and he never felt the need to message Harry. He felt that he didn't have too. Still, he would be lying if he said he didn't miss Harry's curls. But, now, with Harry looking at him with a less than interested expression on his face Louis was at loss for words.

It took a good few seconds for Louis to say something, it took another few seconds for Louis to note the person standing beside Harry.

It was a guy, with light brown hair, and a shy smile on his lips. He had these bright blue eyes, and one dimple that poked out with just the shy smile. He was only a couple of inches shorter than Harry. Finally, Louis took in Harry's appearance. His curls were slightly shorter, and he wasn't wearing one of his T-shirt's but rather in a dress up shirt with a slight blazer and black skinny jeans, his beat up shoes were replaced with black dress shoes.

Both of them looked out of place in the slightly run down pizza shop. Louis suddenly felt severely self-conscious.

"Excuse me? You've been staring for 5 minutes and you haven't even taken our order." The shorter man pointed out.

"My apologies," Louis said through his teeth. "Welcome to Pizza Place how can I help you?"

"Hm, Harry what would you like? You chose this place." the blue eyed man turned to Harry.

Harry looked away from Louis and quietly muttered, "Hawaiian Pizza with the works yeah, what about you Calder?"

"Oh, I love that kind! One of those to go please! Here, Harry, I have to go use the restroom," and he left.

Louis busied himself with ringing up the order, Harry only placed himself to the side and found himself oddly deeply interested in the many signs that adorned the walls. Behind Louis, he heard Zayn come through the doors behind him that lead towards the kitchen.

"Harry!" Zayn exclaimed excitedly. Louis looked up to see Harry slightly blush, and look flustered as Zayn locked eyes with him. "How have you been?"

"Good!" Harry replied shyly.

Zayn whistled, "you clean up nicely! Your order will be ready in just a few minutes."

Harry nodded and then a slightly unease settled over the air, but Zayn would have none of that. "It's been a while, what's new?"

Harry shrugged, "nothing really. I'm just glad classes are over."

Louis felt brushed off, he didn't say anything and neither of the other two looked like they were going to include him in the conversation any time soon.

Then, Calder appeared. He walked towards Harry and Harry smiled at him. Zayn didn't look fazed at all, he only smiled at Calder.

"Louis, how was Stats?" Harry suddenly asked.

"Fine." Louis didn't feel the need to go into details. Harry nodded and looked away from him. Louis felt Zayn's glare.

"You know them Harry?" Calder asked, he looked slightly surprised.

"Yeah, that's Zayn and Louis. I used to help Louis with a class," Harry answered.

Calder nodded and then he did something that took Louis by complete surprise. He grabbed Harry's hand, and leaned up and kissed him on the lips. Louis saw Harry's cheeks flush in a light pink color.

"I think your pizza is ready, I'll go get it." Zayn replied, leaving Louis alone with the other two.

At this point, Calder was gently pressed up against Harry, with his head resting against Harry's chest, both of them were talking in slightly hushed tones. Zayn came back out with the sweet smelling box. Louis wordlessly rang it up, and then Calder handed over a crisp note that was 5x the cost of the pizza.

"It's okay, keep the change. It was nice to meet you guys!" He smiled warmly and Harry took the box in one hand while Calder held onto his other.

"It was nice to see you Zayn. Louis." Harry nodded in their direction. Louis didn't say anything. They left and Zayn and Louis were left alone once more. Neither said anything, Louis was still at a slight loss for words.

"Louis, don't you dare do anything," Zayn finally said.

"And why would I?" Louis muttered in defense.

Zayn only looked at him, Louis rolled his eyes and they went back to a slightly tensed up work night. Three hours later when they closed up, Louis was still thinking about Harry. When they got home, Louis went up to his room. He tried to fall asleep but he couldn't, and slightly after midnight he had his phone in his hands.

"Hello?" A hesitant voice answered.

"Hi," Louis mumbled, "come over?"

"Lou-,"

"Please," Louis whispered.

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When Harry shows up at his doorstep a little bit after 1 am, Louis is at loss at what to say. Louis only takes his hand and they wordlessly walk up to his room. It's dark, and Louis only hopes Zayn doesn't wake up.

Finally, Louis closes his door behind them. Harry is wordlessly standing in his dark room, and the only light comes from the moon outside his window.

"What is it Louis?" Harry asked. He looked down and awkwardly shuffled his feet. Louis takes a few steps forward. In this light, Harry's features look harder, his jawline is more prominent and his eyes are a soft green.

"Are you over me that easily?" Louis pouted as he took a few steps closer. Harry didn't say anything. "I'm going to say no," Louis took one of Harry's hands and placed it on his waist. He felt Harry's warm hand rest against the thin layer of his shirt, Harry didn't move away.

"How do you know?" was all Harry said.

"Well," Louis leaned up and gently traced Harry's jawline with his lips, "you're here, aren't you?" And he tentatively pressed his lips against Harry's. Harry's rigidness melted away, and Louis couldn't help but smile. He kissed him again, and Harry kissed back. Their lips molded against each other, no rush, until Louis parted his own, and he heard Harry moan. Harry started to pull back, but Louis wrapped his arms around his neck.

They pulled back slightly, "it's okay," Louis whispered and he kissed Harry's jawline, his lips moved softly down his neck. Harry's grip on his waist tightened. "You're okay," Louis assured him.

"I shouldn't be here," Harry mumbled, Louis kissed him on the lips, his shirt rose up as he leaned into Harry. Harry's hands were burning hot against Louis' own hot skin. He felt Harry's hands against his skin and Louis gasped.

Louis looked up to meet Harry's eyes. They were intense, his gaze left Louis slightly weak. Louis smiled, and Harry couldn't help but smile back. Harry moved his hands from Louis' waist, to grasp his face. Louis met Harry's lips with just as much enthusiasm. Harry pressed Louis against his door.

"Stay," Louis muttered, he pressed himself harder against Harry. His hands moved from Harry's neck and they felt his hard muscle over his shirt, his fingers danced across the top of Harry's jeans. "Please?"

"Okay,"

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