Harry stayed at Louis’ flat the rest of the weekend. They got some teases from Niall, but also a congratulations. When Harry and Louis woke up together on Monday, Harry said he couldn’t wait to tell Liam and especially Zayn because he’s been trying to get Harry in a relationship for a while now.
Louis decided so that Harry didn’t have to go home to change, he could wear one of Louis’ jumpers (which he of course looked adorable in!) and Harry wore the same jeans he wore to Louis’ on Friday.
Harry insisted on walking Louis into the theater, holding hands, and of course everyone would notice.
“Well, finally!” Zayn called, with a slow clap, when he saw them walking in; Harry flipped him off, all of them smiling, though.
“You two are so cute,” Liam added from his seat behind them, “Lou, stage please.”
Louis sighed at Liam, giving Harry a quick kiss and running up on stage.
Zayn gave him a high five, making Louis feel kind of silly. “I knew you two would end up together!”
“Why is everyone saying that?!” Louis chuckled, remembering a similar comment that Niall made.
Harry laughed at the both of them, saying goodbye to both of them, and then to Liam. Harry went into the dance theater to study for a test he didn’t have time to study for over the weekend. He didn’t really want to study, though; he wanted to think about, and appreciate all the good happening in his life right now.
That boy. That boy who happened to be watching him. Harry just looked at him, and questioned him. Harry remembers trying not to stare into those pretty blue eyes. And the first time he saw that bum! God damn, it’s huge, and really nice. And of course, Louis is sweet. He’s shy, and sometimes awkward and confused, but it’s cute. Harry just didn’t know how he could be so lucky.
When the bell finally rang, Harry had a decent amount of studying done, so he went to first period, preparing for the teasing and questions he knew he’d get from Zayn.
Zayn stared at Harry with a smug smile on his face when Harry walked into the classroom and sat down. Zayn just kept that look on his face until Harry sighed and said, “Go ahead, say whatever you’re thinking.”
“I’m happy for you,” Zayn shrugged, with a pause, “Have you got it on yet?!”
Harry face-palmed, “You couldn’t have just left it at ‘I’m happy for you’?”
“Of course, not, mate, you know me!”
“Yeah, I do, and I’m not you, so, no, I haven’t gotten it in yet… Shit! I don’t even know if he’s a top, Zayn, what if he’s a bottom?!”
“He’s probably not. I have an eye for these things, you know. So trust me.” Zayn was so cocky, but Harry just shrugged because he may be right- after all, he did say Liam was a top, and he ended up being versatile which is close enough.
When school ended, Louis went to the theater for after school practice, and Harry begged Liam to let him sit in and watch but Liam insisted no distractions, and made him leave. Harry went home, after telling Louis he’d come pick him up so they could go to dinner.
Harry felt empty when he got back to his flat; he hadn’t been there since Friday, and he really had nothing to do. So, he pushed his furniture back like he usually did, and started to dance. He was actually inspired; he even picked out a song quickly, it was by The Fray, one of Louis’ favorite bands. Harry felt a little silly for picking a song from that band, just because it’s Louis’ favorite, but he figured it would make Louis happy, and Harry wants to be able to make Louis happy.
Harry was caught up in his many moves, trying to figure out a beginning to his dance, that when he checked the time it was already time to pick up Louis.
Harry waited in the car for his boyfriend, giving him a peck when he got into the car, which Louis turned into an opened mouth kiss; they really enjoyed kissing each other.
Harry of course took them to their traditional restaurant. Louis told Harry about practice, how they almost have everything perfect and how he can’t believe there’s only two weeks until the performance. Louis also told Harry about how his mother and sisters would be there, and he’d love for Harry to meet them, if Harry wanted to, of course; Harry said that would be lovely. Louis wasn’t nervous about that, because he knew that his mum and sisters would like Harry; he is quite charming, after all.
Harry then started talking about how he danced tonight, because he was inspired and picked a song by The Fray because he knows they’re Louis’ favorite band. That made Louis feel special, and he started to think the same thoughts Harry was thinking earlier. He thought about how he was lucky, and couldn’t believe that beautiful dancer he was spying on daily would go on to be his friend, and with a little bump in the road, his boyfriend.
Louis then told Harry, “You make me happy, Styles.”
And Harry smiled, with those gorgeous dimples, and said, “The feeling’s mutual.”

Notes

last chapter before the epilogue, lovelies!
at the end of the epilogue i will link my ao3 so if you want to read smut, i have tons there!

i started writing another fanfic but its going to be a oneshot.. im not exactly sure if i like it though, but if & when i finish i will post it here if you wanna look out for that.
eventually i will write another chaptered fanfic. ugh writers block sucks D: