A Flicker in Time

Part 6 The Curls are a Lie

"Not as cute as you." Harry giggled tapping Louis nose.

"Oh please you have a much cuter smile."

"You’ve got a cuter everything!"

"Haz stop trying to flatter me! You’re cuter and you know it."

"Lies!"Harry exclaimed, crossing his arms dramatically.

"No! Not lies! Your curls are lies then if what I said was a lie!"

Harry gasped. "Not my curls!!" He exclaimed, putting his hands through his hair.

Louis smirked and tapped Harry's nose. "Yes your curls!"

"My curls are telling me that you are cuter!" Harry said pressing a few curls against his ear.

"Haha that’s ridiculous! Curls can’t talk!"

"They whisper to me." Harry responded in a hushed tone.

Louis gave Harry a look as if he was weird. "That’s strange!"

Harry laughed "I’m joking! That'd be odd..."

"Mhm sure you’re kidding. Now you’re just trying to cover up."

Harry giggled "Of course Lou. They talk to me all the time, telling me what to say." he said sarcastically.

"Hey! I’m supposed to be the sarcastic one!" Louis chuckled.

"I’m both!"

Harry giggled. "You're lucky I like your sass."

"I'm lucky to have you." Lou blushed.

"Awww Lou!" Harry exclaimed, hugging the older boy again

Louis smiled and hugged the younger boy back.

Then the younger boy said "I'm lucky to have you too."

"I'm luckiest!" Louis said, looking up at Haz, kind of smirking.

Harry rolled his eyes. "I'll let you win this one."

"I saw that!" Louis exclaimed.

"Good!" Harry giggled sticking out his tongue.

Louis moved up a little to be face to face with Haz, looking into his eyes. "I thought you didn’t like eye rolling."

"Only when you do it! You got enough sass as it is!" Harry giggled

"Well that’s not fair!" Lou pouted.

Harry shook his head. "You get to touch my curls and I get to roll my eyes."

The older boy didn’t say anything but remained pouting.

"Okay ... You can roll your eyes but you don't touch my curls?"

"What about I can roll my eyes and touch your curls?"

Harry narrowed his eyes playfully and after pretending to be torn about his decision he finally spoke "Fiiine"

"Yay!" The older boy gave him a kiss. "Thank you Harry!" he said as he ruffled Haz's hair.

"Yeah, yeah. Just don't over use your privileges."

"Oh please Curly. Touching your hair isn’t as much as a privilege as being able to hold me."

"Does that mean you're exclusive or something?" Harry chuckled

"Yes an exclusive limited edition in the flesh." Louis smirked as he looked at Harry playfully.

Harry laughed "Yeah okay. I guess I am lucky then!"

"You're not as lucky as me though. Hazzas are very rare."

Harry giggled "But Boobear is one of a kind!"

"Wow Haz...you sort of beat me there haha"

"Just speaking the truth."Harry shrugged, smiling.

"So are you feeling up to our own private tour? I have another surprise!"

Harry nodded. "I should take a shower first, and another surprise?"

"Sort of, yes. And ok I’ll wait for you here!" Louis said getting up.

Harry got up and walked towards the bathroom. "Don't get too lonely!" He said as he walked in.

Louis smiled halfway. "I'll try not to." he said after Harry. Sometime later, Harry came out of the shower, drying his hair with a towel. The older boy watched the younger boy dry his curls as he was still sitting on the bed, bobbing up and down, waiting. Harry pulled the towel away, his hair very messy. "Hey Lou."He smiled.

Louis laughed a little getting up and walking over to Haz, touching his hair. "Your hair is messy!"

Harry nodded "I expected it to be..." he said still smiling at the older boy

"You can leave it that way! Doesn’t look so bad! I actually like it."

"Um. Alright if you like it." Harry grinned

Louis grabbed his wallet and headed for the door. "Ready to go?" he held his hand out.

Harry nodded grabbing Louis' hand. "Ready!"