Writing this while listening to Harry's BBC Radio 1 interview and Sign of the Times.

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"Hello, sweetcheeks." Harry grinned adorably as Louis opened his front door. 

"Wow." Harry's eyes went wide as he finally took in what the small boy was wearing.

The bright green pants that he had purchased him, signature black vans and an extremely tight short sleeved white button up. Unlike Harry, all his buttons were buttoned, Harry was sort of sad he couldn't see the small boy's soft chest.

"Haz, you're staring." Louis giggled as he poked the man's chest. Harry was here to take him on their date; he hadn't a clue where they were going.

Louis just wanted his first kiss... he hoped for one at least - Harry was the guy he wanted to share it with.

"Is Liam around?" Harry asked popping his head through the door. He could see Louis' little sisters running around. The brunette boy sighed with a frown.

"Um yeah.... Let me get him."

What on earth could Harry want with Liam?

"Hello Harry, gosh you're on time." Liam comments, staring down at his watch. (Buy sign of the times now)

"Always am." Harry winks at the buff man. 

"I am here to take Louis on a date. But before we go out, I would like to make sure I have your blessing to date him." Harry asks with curious eyes.

Liam wants to laugh.

"Harry... people typically ask that when they are asking for a persons hand in marriage... not when they are about to date."

Harry merely shrugs.

"Well, I like formalities. Is that a yes then?" He raises his on fleek eyebrows questionably.

"Of course. You may be a bit older, but Louis is so much happier around you. Plus, you have done so much for our family." Liam smiles patting the man's back.

Louis huffs.

"I'm right here Liam!" Louis pokes his pink tongue out, Liam rolls his eyes. Harry looks on fondly.

"Well, I promise we will be back no later than 10 pm. I'm sure Louis will be home by bedtime." The small boy pouts as he mutters a quiet, "meanie Hazza."

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"Kock knock."

"No Harry. Not one of your jokes."

Harry rolls his eyes as he nudges the small boy under the table with his foot. "Come on my little treat, nock nock!"

Now Louis rolls his eyes as he smiles fondly. He is currently at a rather fancy dinner with Harry; silently worrying about how he will for his portion of the dinner.

"Who's there?"

"Aldo." Harry smiled cheekily, Louis just knew this was going to be another one of his cheesy jokes. Louis would forever claim to hate them, but deep down, Harry's jokes could make anyone smile at the drop of a hat; even if they were some of the worst around.

"Aldo who?"

"Aldo anything for you."

Harry smiles when Louis barks out a loud laugh, wealthy people from other tables  turning to look at them. Louis covers his mouth, giggling beneath his hand.

Harry seemed to glow from bringing happiness to Louis' eyes.

"Hey hey! Kock knock." Harry tries again. Louis shakes his head because he laughed so loud.

"No Harry! No more jokes." The small boy pleads but is convinced when he sees the curly haired man's puppy dog eyes.

"Fine fine. Who's there?"

"Anime." Louis pauses as the waiter brings out their food, thanking the tall man with an apron on.

He hums as he takes a bite.

"Anime who?"

"Are you from Japan? Cause you got anime-zing body."

Once again, Louis laughs loudly as he turns into a pit of endless giggles. Harry is so proud of himself. He is the one to turn this boy into mush. Him.

"Harold is this your way of flirting with me?" Louis questions shyly.

His question is answered when the curly haired man winks.

Yeah, he really loves Harry fucking Styles.