Hey Harry!
Hi.
What's wrong?
The younger boy only shook his head, pouting. He let himself fall back onto the playground bench with his arms crossed. Louis frowned.
But...where is your doll?
The older boy asked his friend confused. Harry only shook his head with pursed lips.
Why are you not playing with your doll?
Louis tried again.
Anna said boys can't play with dolls.
The younger boy mumbled so low, that the older one almost didn't catch it and Louis furrowed his brows.
She's wrong.
Boys can play with what they want.
Really?
The curly headed boy lifted his head and looked at his friend with big eyes.
Of course.
The older boy sat down next to his friend and smiled reassuringly.
An Idea seemed to pop in his head as he reached down and picked a little daisy from the grass.
He tugged the flower behind Harry's ear, who just looked at him in awe.
My mum says;
Boys and girls can like what they want.
And she's always right.
So you can like whatever you want.
Louis said smiling, before he pulled Harry from the bench, daisy still in his chocolate curls and they picked up the dolls to play with them.
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Kids are the cutest and that's just a fact.
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K<3
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growing up | l.s.
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] This is just a bunch of fluff. So if you're in for that, this one's for you! Every chapter is a short story and every chapter a new year has passed; this is Harry and Louis growning up. . . . . Enjoy <3 K
