If you asked Harry where the last place he thought he'd find himself on Christmas Eve was, he'd have answered - knocking on his neighbor's door, during a blackout. Yet, here he is.
“I just don’t understand Patty. I’ve been doing this for eleven years and I’ve never seen anything like this. After every single date that I’ve set Louis up on, he’s come in complaining about not having a spark with anyone. And likewise with Harry, he’s told me that they’re just not right, telling me he needs a spark. But there’s nothing wrong with any of the gentlemen. So I don’t know what the problem is.”
Or - Louis and Harry visit the same matchmaker. She's baffled as to why none of their dates are successful.
Harry stopped and sighed. He was rambling and making a complete fool out of himself and although he knew he was, he simply couldn’t help himself.
He had been in Louis’ presence for such a short amount of time, but he could already feel the light and kindness, the compassion and softness, the warmth and brightness radiating off of him and it was all too much for Harry, yet somehow...it wasn’t enough.
He had spent the past six weeks creating numerous fake illnesses and injuries in the hopes of catching the attention of the beautiful blue-eyed nurse. Now that he had it, he wanted to do anything and everything to hold onto it for as long as he possibly could.
It had all started out so innocently.
Or - Harry keeps coming up with excuses to visit the emergency room, all for an attractive nurse named Louis.
Louis turns his attention back towards Harry, who’s talking animatedly to the couple wearing the matching shirts. His curls whip around his head and his dimple is out in full force. Harry pulls a little rainbow flag out from the inner pocket of his jacket, sticks it in the air and announces “all right cuties and beauties, follow the nice colorful flag for a good time!”
Louis sighs as he falls into step with the group. He is so fucked.
Or: the one where Harry is a VERY flamboyant tour guide and Louis can't help but fall head over heels
The year is 1934 and Harry Styles was to inherent the largest tobacco firm in the south. His parents have picked out the “perfect” girl for him to marry and he has the privilege of receiving the highest education possible. The problem was, Harry hadn’t realized he didn’t actually want any part of that future until he met a mechanic named, Louis Tomlinson.
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09 Dec 2018