Louis was scrolling through Tweets, being too lazy to make lunch, when he heard his phone ring. He sighed when he looked over at it, expecting it to be Zayn and smiled bigger than he had in days when he saw it said ‘Harry’.
“H-hello?” Louis answered nervously.
“Hey, Lou,” Harry said back, equally as nervous.
“Hi, Hazza.”
“I saw your video. It was so, so amazing.”
Louis felt like a big weight had been lifted from his chest, “Oh thank god! I’m so glad you liked it.”
“I miss you, Louis.”
“I miss you, too. So much,” Louis paused before saying, “Harry… Would you come over?”
Harry can’t hide the surprise and excitement in his voice when he says, “Of course! When?!”
“Now?” Louis asks, hopeful.
Harry nods even though Louis can’t see him and answers, “Yes, yes, of course!” Before saying goodbye.
Harry jumps out of bed and immediately starts digging through his drawers looking for the perfect pair of jeans and a tee shirt. He explains to Niall that he’s going to Louis’ as he’s pulling up his jeans and shaking his hair. Harry quickly pulls a shirt over his head and begins to start searching for his jacket; when he can’t find it, he just decides to go without it; he can freeze, or Louis can keep him warm. (He hopes it’s the second option, though.)

As soon as Louis hangs up with Harry, he searches for an outfit and starts cleaning; he didn’t realize how messy he and Zayn could be until the place needed to look good.
Louis was surprised at how fast it took Harry to get there; only fifteen minutes had passed since they hung up and there was a knock at the door.
Louis took a deep breath before opening the door, and there he was. That tall, curly haired lad showing that dimpled smile that Louis loved. Louis didn’t hesitate before hugging Harry tightly. With their arms wrapped around each other, they felt safe.
“I’m so sorry,” Louis mutters while they’re still in the hug.
Harry splits them apart to give Louis a sincere look and say, “It’s not your fault.”
Louis half smiles, before he realizes that he should probably invite Harry in. He chuckles as he steps aside and says, “Come in.”
Harry smiles, stepping inside slowly; it was so weird to him, seeing everything he’s seen in videos in real life.
Harry looks around a bit, noticing the familiar things in Louis’ flat until Louis leads him to sit on the couch.
“I am really sorry,” Louis apologizes again when he sits on the couch with Harry.
“It’s fine,” Harry nods with a smile.
“No, I- I was just so nervous, Haz. And so pissed at Zayn, he didn’t even tell me until we got there.”
Harry chuckled, “Niall didn’t tell me at all! I thought I was going to faint when I saw you. I was beyond nervous, I made an arse of myself.”
“At least you didn’t get up and leave! I’m-“
“Don’t,” Harry whispered, “Everything’s fine.”
They were silent for a few moments; Harry looking around, looking down and Louis trying not to stare at the gorgeous boy next to him.
Louis takes Harry’s hand, intertwining their fingers before muttering, “Still nervous?”
Harry shakes his head, “Nope.”

Notes

hi sO
first, just incase i never say this, i appreciate you all so much!!! thanks for reading & commenting & everything c:
second, hi i have a questionnnn
im thinking of writing a book all of short stories/long one shots (i'd probs include this one!!) & i was wondering if you guys think its a good idea? idk man idk