22. That News

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Louis' POV

 I stroke Eleanor's soft hand, as we stroll through the park, fingers entwined.

"Cherry blossoms," Eleanor confirms eventually

"Cherry Blossoms?" I questions

"Yes,"

"No, my favourite would have to be....daisies," I smile at her

"Daisies?!" she exclaims "But they're everywhere, there's nothing special or spiffy about them"

"Spiffy?" I ask, laughing

She nods, "It's a word! It was on SpongeBob,"

"Oh yes, the most reliable source," I grin

"Shut up," she laughs, "Tell me about your unspiffy daisies," 

"Their, 'unspiffyness' is the reason I like them. They're regular and normal," I shrug, smiling slightly

"You're such a deep, soppy shit," she says after a while, laughing

"Shut up," I laugh, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and pulling her into my chest

"Ew, Louis! You smell and you're messing my hair!" she whines, laughing

"Aw baby," I mock her, ruffling her curls

"You act like I'm your little sister not your girlfriend!" Eleanor laughs, pulling away, her fingers lacing with mine once more

A startled look crosses her face, "Sorry, I meant dating," 

I smile at her oddly, "Don't be, I like it," I grin, pulling her into my chest, "And if I treated my sisters how I treat you, I think you should call the police," 

She laughs, nuzzling into my chest, looking up at me,

"So," I grin, "Will you officially be my girlfriend?" 

She nods, her curls bobbing around her face as she grins from ear to ear,

"I will,"

"Shall we get some ice-cream then, girlfriend," I ask, leaning in so our lips are centimetres apart,

"We shall, boyfriend," she smiles, leaning in and pushing our lips together. After a few seconds I feel her turn to mush in my arms, as tingles fill my body. We lace fingers, walking towards the ice cream van parked up the street,

***

I walk over to Harry, who is sitting down on the grass underneath a tall willow tree

"Hey Lou," he nods at me, "Where's the bird?"

"Home," I say, sitting down on the grass opposite him

"Plan status?"

"Hmm," I frown

"What?" Harry asks

"A certain red head is getting in the way," I growl

"Ed?" Harry asks

I nod, blowing my fringe off my face,

"I'll take care of him," Harry says stonily,

"You better Harry, if he tells her the plan is ruined," 

"He won't tell her," Harry snaps

"Good," 

"When is the next phase of the plan commencing?"

"Tomorrow," 

"Perfect," Harry mumbles, a devious smirk spreading across his face

***

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