Chapter 2

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 How fond Louis had grown of Harry in those first few minutes was nothing compared to the next few hours. They both decided to treat themselves to a full breakfast that morning, with eggs, bacon, toast, the lot. Conversation flowed as the leftover bits of breakfast grew cold. Harry really was great to talk to. He spoke in a slow, deep drawl, so comforting to listen to.

The banter was quick and fun, as Harry closely shared Louis’ brand of humour. Harry’s charm matched Louis’ quick wit perfectly, their laughter erupting loudly as they drew glances from nearby customers. They used their charismatic skills to fluster some of the staff, both turning it into a game that eventually lead to natural flirting between the two boys. Louis really didn’t mind.

Harry was quite quirky. It turned out that the boy band band aid wasn’t bought in irony, as Harry’s musical taste ranged from bubblegum pop, to The Script, to indie bands Louis had never even heard of. What was worse was his hair. Harry eventually removed his bun, which let his curls fall easily around his face.

Louis liked Harry’s curls. That was an understatement. Louis was obsessed with those curls. Unfortunately, he was much too nervous to reach out and touch them. What he wouldn’t give to run his fingers through Harry’s hair.

Eventually, they moved on from breakfast, walking around the Uni, animatedly exchanging anecdotes. Harry’s stories were fascinating. He would speak so slowly, and sometimes the stories would never go anywhere, but Louis couldn’t help but be caught on every word.

He tried to play it off by teasing, of course. Louis found that he loved to tease Harry. Harry was on his own level of charm, effortlessly teasing right back in a way that Louis rarely found in a person. Harry was an absolute delight to talk to, and Louis never wanted to stop.

They quickly felt the need to sit down, with carrying their boards everywhere being such a hassle. Louis brought Harry to his secluded spot, which at this point in the day only had a couple other students. They laid down on the grass, stretching out their backs and trying to find as many phallic looking clouds as possible. It became a bit of a game.

They continued to talk effortlessly, laughing loudly then turning thoughtful as conversation flowed.

“This is a really nice spot, Lou,” Harry remarked, the nickname falling easily off his tongue. “Really peaceful.”

Louis hummed in agreement. “I come here sometimes to study. Crack open a book. No power outlets, though, so I have to move to a library sometimes.”

“Can’t watch endless porn, what a shame,” Harry said, mock sighing.

“Harold!”

“What? There’s not many people here! I bet if it’s empty no one would interrupt you if you wanted to pull one out.”

“Harold,” Louis scolded, his fond tone betraying him as Harry cackled. “This is a public place.”

“Whatever you say, Lou,” Harry said, laugh dying down. “Probably a good idea to study here anyway. I need to study more.”

“You and me both.”

“I have a mid sem exam at midday, today, I think I’m in much more need of study than you.”

“Harry,” Louis said seriously, sitting up to look over at the younger boy.

“Oh my god, what’s the time?”

“It’s about 5 minutes to twelve,” Louis said, pulling out his phone. Time had gone so quickly. “You need to go now.”

“Fuck.” Harry grabbed all his belongings that had been strewn across the small patch of grass next to him. “Fuck. I really do need to go.”

Louis helped Harry locate all his gear, at last pushing the board into his hands.

“I had a really great time hanging out with you, Lou.” Harry started jogging, curls bouncing.

Louis waved Harry off, smiling fondly as the tall figure disappeared between the trees and to his exam.

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