Louis's POV:
I sprint down the street, coffee in hand as rain begins to drizzle down on my head.
Of course the one day I convince the boys to let me walk to school is the day there is a thirty-minute line in the cafe and the day it has to rain.
I should have taken the umbrella they tried to give me.
I'm still twenty minutes out from school and the bell is supposed to ring in ten, I pick up my speed as I look down at my watch. My brothers will kill me if they find out I was late to class after I promised them that I wouldn't be.
Liam my oldest brother is twenty- six and Edward my other brother is twenty-four. They are possibly the most protective beings in the entire world, they have been since we met in foster care nearly 14 years ago.
My parents gave me up for adoption when I was born but apparently, when I never was adopted I was bounced into foster care and happened to end up in the same home as the boys.
They are biological siblings and had been in foster care since they were young as well. Our foster 'parents' in the home weren't much of parents, especially to me. So once both of the boys were over eighteen they moved out of the home and filed to be my legal guardians,
Once the file went through the boys got a small apartment and we lived there together for the next year and a half.
Eventually, the boys both got jobs, Liam as a doctor and Edward as a lawyer, and they started making pretty decent money and moved us into the house we live in now which I think is much too large for us but is still full of love none the less.
They worked hard to send me into private preparatory schools and I will forever be grateful for all they have done for me, and all they have given up.
We are all each other have and I think that is one of the reasons they are so protective over me. They are practically my parents but we are still able to have the bond of brothers and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
The rain picks up as I try my best to get to school on time, my clothes now drenched and my shoes soaked from stepping in so many puddles.
I try to use my spare hand that isn't holding my coffee to block the rain from getting in my eyes but really all it does is cut off half of my vision and within about thirty seconds of running like this I find myself tripping on the curb and falling directly onto someone, spilling my coffee all over their perfectly white button shirt and dark suit jacket.
I fall directly onto the ground, practically bouncing off of the person.
"What the fuck-." The deep voice starts to say angrily but cuts himself off once I look up at him.
He is absurdly tall, easily a foot taller than me, and has long chocolate brown curls, and piercingly green eyes. His face is sharp but insanely gorgeous. And I immediately feel guilty when I see the giant brown stain on his perfect dry suit that has been protected by his umbrella.
"I-I'm so s-sorry sir. I really didn't m-mean to I promise, I will p-pay to get your suit dry cleaned." I rush out shaking my head quickly with guilt.
His eyes trail over me very slowly and he pauses at my face, his look seems to soften entirely. The look of pure rage faded away.
"No no, that won't be necessary, sorry I was rude, wasn't I? Are you alright though?" He asks and, the realization of the fact that I am just sitting in the middle of the busy sidewalk comes back into my mind.
I begin to brush off my legs and go to get up but the man reaches out to help me up before I can, I take his hand and thank him as he pulls me under his large umbrella, shielding me from the storm.
"Y-yeah I'm okay. Are you, my coffee must have been hot. I'm sorry again." I say, still in disbelief that I just spilled my coffee all over this insanely intimidating businessman.
"Takes a bit more than a bit off coffee to hurt me, stop apologizing its alright darling. I'm Harry." The man says, putting his hand out for me to shake.
His pet name gives me butterflies but I shake it off and place my hand in his, shaking it slowly.
His hand is overwhelmingly large and is covered in callouses, my hand is swallowed by his it makes me laugh a bit.
I have always been on the small side embarrassingly enough, I was waiting for my growth spurt since I was a kid but it just never seemed to hit. The fact that I am naturally small-framed doesn't help either.
"L-Louis," I say, honestly just so shocked by this man for some reason.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Louis. Where are you headed to in such a hurry?" Harry asks, his voice so much softer than it was a few minutes ago, it honestly sends chills down my spine.
"School, I'm a bit late," I say checking my watch again and seeing that I am supposed to be in class in five minutes.
He frowns a bit.
"Well that's no good, can't have you getting in trouble. I would offer you a ride but I have my driver the day off. How much of your walk do you have left." He says, sounding like he cares about me, which would make no sense because I met this man less than five minutes ago.
"Uh not long," I say, lying straight through my teeth for god knows what reason.
He gives me a questioning look as he can clearly tell I am lying but he doesn't say anything thankfully.
"Can I walk you there then?" He asks.
I don't need to burden this man anymore, I have already ruined his shirt and probably just his morning in general.
"T-that's alright, I'm sure you have somewhere to be. Thank you though." I say, with a slight smile but I am honestly still embarrassed about this, and the fact that I am eye to eye with the stain on his lower chest is just reminding me.
He seems to think for a bit before hesitantly nodding.
"Alright but at least take my jacket, you are soaked." He says, taking the suit off of his shoulders.
"No no no, I could never. I would have no way to get it back to you, plus it looks like it's worth a thousand dollars" I say shaking my head.
He honestly just radiates wealth and power and to put it in simple words, I don't.
"No, I insist, especially since I know your walk is more than a few more minutes." He says, calling out my lie, making my eyes widen.
"Uh, I just uh." I try to think of what to say but he just chuckles a bit.
"Just take the jacket please." He says.
"B-but how will I get it back to you?" I ask.
"You will see me again, don't worry. But just keep it anyways." He smiles and then puts the jacket over my body.
It is large and weirdly cozy for being a suit jacket. It smells of my coffee but also fresh cinnamon and wood.
"Thank you so much. I'm sorry about your shirt, just let me know if you want me to pay for it to get cleaned. I don't have a job but I can get my brothers to give me some money and I'll pay them back." I say looking him dead in the eye so he knows I'm serious.
A smile makes its way onto his face as my words slip through my lips.
"That's very sweet of you Louis but I thought I said not to worry about it didn't I?" He taunts jokingly and I just nod.
"Well, then it's forgotten. Now I refuse to be the reason you are late for class, can I call you a car?" He asks.
"No, no that's necessary. I wanted to walk anyways." I say shaking my head.
He is being much too kind to someone who just ruined his million-dollar shirt.
"Alright, then I suppose I will see you soon little one." He says, handing me the umbrella before I can object.
And like that he is off, confidently walking into the sea of people.
I stand there for a moment just in shock, I honestly don't think anyone has ever been that nice to me, especially not someone who looks that scary.
I shake myself out of it when I realize that I am supposed to be sitting in class right now and that I still have another fifteen minutes of walking to do if I want to get there.
I start my run again, now protected from the rain.
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