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Harry was always one for nature

He spent most of his time in his garden or on his rooftop gazing at the stars above; he liked to collect plants and his room was full of fresh cut flowers

He despised littering of any form and took it upon himself to clear up any rubbish he saw laying around on the floor

So it wasn't really a surprise when Louis walked outside to see Harry laid on the grass in his front yard, just looking up at the clear blue sky

At the sound of movement, Harry sat up and looked over to Louis' driveway where the boy was locking his front door "Where are you going?"  Harry asked

Louis turned to glance at Harry, walking up his own driveway and coming to the top of Harry's "Shopping" the boy answered shortly

"Why?" Harry questioned, nose twitching slightly as he looked up at Louis

Louis shrugged at this "I need clothes" he said simply

"You don't" Harry stated, just for the sake of being annoying

Louis sighed, rolling his eyes at Harry "I don't have any" he argued, blinking in confusion when Harry stood up and dusted off his clothes

"Then don't wear any" the green eyed boy said with a smirk, walking up his driveway to where Louis was stood

"You want me to walk around naked?" Louis asked, looking at him in utter confusion

"If you're comfortable to" Harry told him with a grin "I wouldn't complain"

Louis rolled his eyes "Well I'm not" he replied, folding his arms

Harry shrugged "Shame" he said vaguely, now standing a gate away from Louis, there was a pause and Louis was about to walk away before Harry asked "Who are you going with?"

"Nobody" Louis said "And you're holding me up" he pointed out

"You're walking?" Harry asked

"Yes" Louis answered in a 'duh' tone

"Hold on, let me grab my coat" Harry told him "Get in my car"

"Oh for god's sake, I don't need a body guard" Louis complained as Harry threw the boy his car keys

"Get in my car, now" Harry told him sternly

Louis raised his eyebrows at Harry, folding his arms and staying put

"Please" Harry said, his voice was recognisably calmer this time. He knew that Louis wouldn't listen to his demands "Please get in the car, Louis"

Louis sighed, nodding as he opened the gate and entered Harry's driveway, unlocking Harry's car door and climbing in to the passenger's seat

Harry ran inside to grab a coat before getting in to his own car

"Thank you" he said to Louis' quietly

"For?" Louis asked him

"For listening to me" Harry told him, turning on the car engine "You're always so bloody stubborn"

"Well, thank you for asking me nicely" Louis answered "You're always so bloody demanding"

"Damn right" Harry grinned as he spoke, driving out of their street and towards the town center

***

Louis soon found that shopping with Harry was well and truly exhausting

Harry complained and groaned every time that Louis entered a new shop, and the smaller boy soon got tired of Harry's antics

"Will you shut up?" Louis questioned, glaring at Harry "You were the one insisting to come, so stop complaining about it" he snapped

"I didn't realised that you shopped like a girl" Harry shot back, narrowing his eyes at Louis

"What do you mean?" Louis questioned, frowning at Harry's words

"You spend hours in the same shop and try thousands of things on for no reason" Harry told him

Louis scoffed at this "No I do not" he argued

Harry grinned right back at Louis" Yes" he stated firmly "Yes, you do"

"Well, you didn't have to come" Louis replied

Harry hummed in agreement "True" he said "But if I didn't, you could have been kidnapped"

Louis barked out a short laugh at this, rolling his eyes at Harry "You're so dramatic" he accused "You're acting like I can't handle myself"

"M'not sure you can" Harry replied fondly, smiling down at Louis

"You're wrong" Louis said firmly

Just as Harry was about to argue and tell Louis that he was entirely right, the smaller boy grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him into another shop

"Oh, for god's sake" Harry groaned, but let Louis pull him inside nonetheless

"Shush" Louis said quietly, not letting go of Harry's hand as they looked through isles of clothing

"Are you quite finished?" Harry asked

"Does it look like I'm finished to you?" Louis questioned

"No" Harry grumbled

"Look, if you don't like it then go home" Louis told him "I'm not stopping you"

Harry looked down at their intertwined hands and smirked "Technically, you are" he argued

Louis quickly pulled his hand from Harry's and rubbed his palm against his T-shirt

"Don't pretend to be so grossed out" Harry told him "You were the one who held my hand"

"I wasn't" Louis lied, flushing a pretty pink colour

"Yes you were" Harry replied, reaching out to wrap an arm around Louis' waist

"Stop" Louis said firmly, turning around in Harry's grip and softly pushing the man back

"Why?" Harry asked "Looks like you're quite enjoying my company" he argued

Louis rolled his eyes, picking up a couple of things from the shelf and throwing them over Harry's arm "Hold" he demanded

"What am I, your servant?" Harry questioned, but held the clothes for Louis

"No" Louis answered "But you once told me that you wouldn't let me get hurt"

"And let me guess, your arms are aching?" Harry asked and Louis smiled

"Exactly" the younger boy agreed

"Well, baby, I know how to fix that" Harry stated

"And how's that?" Louis asked

"By going home" Harry answered simply "We've been here hours"

"We've been here forty minutes" Louis stated, taking the clothes from Harry and walking over to the changing rooms

"Oh god, not again" Harry complained

"You don't have to hang around" Louis scolded "Go look in Gucci or something" he called before disappearing into a changing cubicle

Harry sighed, leaning against the wall opposite Louis' cubicle and tapping his foot impatiently. He listened to the younger boy hum as he changed inside the small room and Harry shut his eyes, rubbing at his temples slowly

"Are you done yet?" Harry called

"I've been in here for ten seconds" Louis replied and Harry huffed

A young retail assistant smiled at Harry sympathetically "You're a good boyfriend" she told him and Harry's eyes widened

"We're not...um...I uh...thank you?" Harry stuttered out, clearing his throat before looking away quickly

The woman smiled at him again before disappearing back into the clothing department

Harry stepped forwards so that he was mere inches away from the changing room "Can I see?" he asked, knocking lightly on the thin door

"Nope" Louis replied from inside the changing room

"Oh come on" Harry pleaded

"No way" Louis told him

"I'm basically a fashion god" Harry insisted

Louis scoffed at this "Half of the time you look like you stole my grandma's curtains" he called

Harry huffed in reply "You have no taste" he accused "I have great style"

"I'm still not showing you" Louis sung

"It's cute that you think you have a choice" Harry stated "Now open the door"

Louis sighed, opening the door "Talk about lack of privacy" he muttered, rolling his eyes

Harry's breath sort of got caught in his throat and "No" is the only thing that seemed to come out of his mouth

Okay why the fuck was Louis wearing leggings

"What?" Louis questioned, eyebrows raised in confusion "Does it look bad?" he asked

"No" Harry repeated "No, you're not buying that"

"So much for 'fashion god'" Louis said, rolling his eyes as he spun around to look in the mirror "I like it"

Harry blinked a couple of times, tearing his eyes away from the tight fabric covering Louis' bum "Yeah and so will rapists" he stated

"You're a dick" Louis snapped, slapping Harry's shoulder lightly "Rape isn't to do with what you wear, it's to do with sick people doing sick things"

"Well, that may be very true, but you're still not buying it" Harry told him

"And why the bloody hell not?" Louis questioned angrily

"Because" Harry said

"Because what?" Louis quizzed, folding his arms angrily

"Becauseitsmakingmewanttofuckyouinthechangingrooms" Harry blurted

"What?" Louis questioned, not hearing a word of what Harry said

"Just put it back" Harry told him

"No" Louis replied

"I don't want you to wear that" Harry stated

"Does it look bad?" Louis asked

"No" Harry answered "It's not that" he stated "It looks good, but-"

"And you don't want me to look good because?" Louis questioned

"Because" Harry stated

"That's not a proper answer" Louis said, mentally rolling his eyes

"Because if you wear that near me I'll bend you over a fucking table" Harry answered, suddenly back to his natural witty self

Louis was shocked for a couple of seconds, blinking up at Harry with wide eyes and his lips parted "In that case, I will take this off and never put it back on" he said quietly, flushing at Harry's words

Harry let out a long sigh, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples as Louis went back into the changing rooms

***

After that incident, the shopping trip was cut short

Louis remained a pretty pink colour for the rest of the afternoon and Harry remained smug about getting his own way once again

When they finally got back to the car, Louis decided to speak out

"You can't say things like that" he stated

"Things like what?" Harry asked, watching the road ahead

"Like what you said" Louis answered

"What did I say?" Harry questioned

Louis sighed at this "You know what you said" he stated and Harry didn't reply "In the changing rooms" he explained

"Oh" Harry breathed out "That" he muttered

"Yes, that" Louis replied

"And why can't I say things like that?" Harry asked him

"Because" Louis answered

"That's not a proper answer" Harry mimicked

"Because I don't like it" Louis said simply "We're not even friends, never mind..."

"What?" Harry asked and Louis shrugged "What were you about to say?" He pressed

"I don't even know" Louis admitted

"So what are you trying to say?" Harry questioned after a couple of seconds

"You're a coward" Louis replied

"What?" Harry asked incredulously

"You're a coward" Louis repeated

"How?" Harry quizzed, genuinely intrigued

Louis shrugged "You say things halfheartedly because if you make it sound like a joke then there's no chance of rejection" he answered

"You think I meant that?" Harry asked

"Didn't you?" Louis replied

"Of course not" Harry said quickly

"Then why did you say it?" Louis questioned "Why do you always make jokes like that?"

"They're just jokes" Harry answered "They don't mean anything"

Louis sighed in frustration "I think we should...I-I think..."

"What?" Harry questioned, glancing over a Louis briefly

"I know I always tell you to leave me alone b-but I really mean it this time" Louis whispered "I think we should just stop talking to each other for good"

"What?" Harry asked loudly

"I mean, we're not even friends" Louis replied "What are we even doing?"

"We're driving in a car" Harry answered

"We're not just driving in a car" Louis told him "We're wasting each other's time"

"How?" Harry asked

"Because I could be falling in love right now but all I'm doing is thinking about you" Louis snapped "I-I could be with someone" he added "But you're stopping me, and for what?" He asked "You don't even like me, you're just wasting my time"

"That's not what I'm doing" Harry replied

"Then what are you doing?" Louis asked

"M'just driving you home" Harry answered "You're making things much more complicated than they are"

"Things are complicated" Louis stated "Every time I see you, you make a joke or say something suggestive and you don't mean any of it" he said "We're wasting each other's time, Harry, because let's be honest, we're never going to have each other" he ranted "Not as friends and not as anything more"

"And why's that?" Harry asked

"Because you're a coward" Louis stated once more

"Alright" Harry muttered, pulling into his driveway "So what? You don't want me to joke around you?" He questioned "Is that it?"

"I don't think I want you to talk to me anymore" Louis replied

Harry furrowed his eyebrows slightly "That's unavoidable" he stated

"Only because you make it that way" Louis said "Just leave me alone, alright?"

Harry blinked at his a couple of times before replying "If that's what you want" he muttered

"That's what we both need" Louis answered, quickly climbing out of the car before Harry could say anything more

Harry blinked a couple of times, running a hand through his hair as he watches Louis run into his own house

"Well, fuck" he muttered, shutting his eyes and resting his head on the steering wheel of the car

WHOOPS!

I'M SORRY! I needed to add a lil bit of drama :)

Questions:

How is Harry going to deal with what Louis said?

Why has Louis finally broken away from Harry? Why has it taken this long?

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