catch me being extra for the entertainment of my friends

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luke is babysitting his niece and nephew when they come to visit so that his brother and sister-in-law can have an afternoon to themselves, and he wants them to use up all their energy so he takes them to a park. after a while the kids start picking flowers and giggling to each other but they keep looking at luke and turning away so he gets suspicious. he goes to ask them why they're being so sneaky when they hand him the flowers they picked. he immediately feels bad and says thank you but they inform him that the flowers aren't for him. one kid takes his free hand and the other starts pushing him from behind and they walk him up to a man on a bench, who looks up from writing in his notebook when the group approaches him. luke is trying not to blush as he looks at the kids questioningly. they point to the flowers, so he holds them out to the other man. "I think these are for you?" he says slowly. the man takes them, looking amused. luke's niece makes grabby hands asking him to pick her up so he does and she whispers (loudly, the way kids do) to him, "you kept looking at him like daddy looks at mama." by now luke is definitely blushing and the man on the bench has his hand over his mouth to hide his laughing. "what? it's true," luke's nephew says, rolling his eyes as if adults will never make sense to him. "thank you for the flowers," the man finally speaks up. "I'm awsten." luke's nephew grabs his arm and holds it out to shake awsten's hand, since luke doesn't seem to be able to do it himself. "luke, nice to meet you."

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so luke and awsten have been dating for two years and they’re both clingy as fuck so more than once ash has had one of them sleeping half the night on his couch only to be gone by morning because even when they’re mad at each other they can’t stay mad and they always make up before the sun comes up, they’re practically perfected the art of touring separately and together, and they’ve both been plotting to their now-combined friend group separately about when and how to propose until luke is scrolling way back in his bf’s instagram and gets the perfect idea, two weeks later 5sos leaves on tour and five weeks later they’ll be back in los angeles and the plan hatches perfectly in his mind, pull his bf on stage for a song (the crowds always loved him anyway) and give him the guitar solo, so right as the lights are brightest and the band is loudest, down on one knee with a rose in his mouth and a ring in his hand...

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I WANNA WRITE IT, THE WHOLE THING, BUT I WOULD RATHER WATCH THE MOVIE OH MY GOD ANIMATED INNOCENT PURE PRINCE HARRY WHO BELIEVES IN THE MAGIC OF TRUE LOVE FALLS INTO THE REAL WORLD OF LONDON WHERE LOUIS'S SEVEN YEAR OLD DAUGHTER MISTAKES HIM FOR PRINCE CHARMING AND THEY END UP TAKING HIM HOME BECAUSE HE'S SO CLUELESS AND HE'S SO AMAZED BY THE WAY TECHNOLOGY WORKS AND HE'S UP SO EARLY IN THE MORNING GETTING ALL THE URBAN WILDLIFE TO HELP HIM COOK AND CLEAN THE HOUSE WITH A SONG AND LOUIS CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING BUT HE'S STRANGELY ENDEARED AND THEN HARRY MEETS LOUIS'S ASSHOLE BOYFRIEND BUT IS KIND TO HIM ANYWAY AND LOUIS'S DAUGHTER DEFINITELY LIKES THIS MAGICAL HANDSOME SINGING MAN MORE THAN DADDY'S BOYFRIEND WHO IGNORES HER AND LOUIS HAS TO TAKE HARRY TO WORK WITH HIM BECAUSE THE LAST THING HE NEEDS IS HIS HOUSE BURNED DOWN AND THEN HARRY SINGS A SONG ABOUT HOW LOUIS SHOULD SHOW HIS BOYFRIEND HE LOVES HIM AND THERE'S A FUNDRAISER BALL THAT LOUIS'S COMPANY IS HOSTING AND LOUIS HAS MADE A CHARITABLE DONATION BUT WASN'T GOING TO GO BECAUSE HE DOESN'T DANCE BUT HARRY CONVINCES HIM TO TAKE HIS BOYFRIEND BUT THEN HIS DAUGHTER TAKES HARRY SHOPPING WITH HER EMERGENCY CREDIT CARD AND HE TURNS INTO THE MODERN EQUIVALENT OF A REAL LIFE PRINCE CHARMING AND HE GOES TO THE BALL AND STEALS LOUIS'S HEART OUT FROM UNDER HIS NOSE

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Imagine it’s Christmas eve and H&L try their hardest to make their kiddies go to bed but they insist on staying up so Harry gives in and says they can all stay up together on the couch but Louis says he’s going to bed, at around 11 the last of the kids falls asleep and then Harry starts drowsing off too but Louis (dressed as Santa just in case any of the kids are still awake) sneaks in to put the presents under the tree and Harry sleepily asks to have one of the cookies and the oldest kid who’s only like six wakes up a little just in time to see Santa kiss daddy on the lips and she pretends to be asleep because Santa will disappear if she’s awake and the next morning when they’re all awake and opening presents she looks up at Louis really sadly and he asks her what’s wrong and she just starts bawling about him and daddy getting a “difforce” and Louis is like “where did you get that idea??” so she pulls on his sweater and whispers in his ear “I saw daddy kissing Santa Claus” before crying again and Louis has to pretend to be shocked and Harry has to explain that Santa is just an old friend and they’re definitely not getting a divorce all while Louis is in the next room dying laughing because they could have avoided this whole thing if Uncle Niall would have been Santa like he promised but he went and got too drunk last night

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Harry followed Louis out of the shop, eyes wide with confusion, mouth open. He wanted to say something but he couldn’t think of anything at all. Once they were out on the street and walking in the direction of their house, Harry stopped. It didn’t take Louis more than a second to notice the lack of footsteps beside his. He turned around and put his hands in his pockets. “What’s wrong?”

“Louis, you can’t just cancel a florist two weeks before a wedding!” Harry said. “What are we going to do now?”

Louis took a step forward and put his hand on Harry’s cheek. “Babe, I just want your wedding to be perfect.”

Harry scrunched his nose and pushed Louis’s hand away. “It would have been perfect anyway. I don’t need exotic wildflowers, ordinary flowers will be fine.”

“There’s nothing ordinary about you, you need flowers as extraordinary as you are.”

“If you’re going to make such a big deal out of everything maybe I don’t want to marry you,” Harry said, pulling out his phone as he walked past Louis. “I’ll just marry Niall instead.”

Louis followed Harry and waited until he heard his phone beep with a reply. “And what did Niall say?”

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“He said he’d love to,” Harry summarized.

“Fine, we won’t get married then.”

“Fine!” Harry said. He dialed a number and waited for the answer.

“Hello?”

“Hi Mum.”

“Hi love, how’s the wedding planning?”

“Mummy? Louis says he doesn’t want to marry me anymore,” Harry tried to sound as petulant as possible. He heard Louis snort behind him.

“Well I’m sorry love but I find that very hard to believe.”

“Tell her I was being serious,” Louis called, loud enough for her to hear him through the phone.

“Oh dear. Who’s going to tell the guests the wedding is cancelled? Who’s going to tell Louis’s nan? Who’s going to tell your little flower girl and your ring bearer twins?”

“Muuuum,” Harry whined.

“You’ll work it out love, your only worry should be whether it might rain on the day of.”

Harry dropped his act. “Do you think it will?”

“I hope not, but there’s no telling is there?”

“We have to rent tents just in case. Mum, I have to go.”

He heard her laugh. “Bye love, talk to you soon.”

“Bye mum, love you.” Harry turned around and looked at Louis. “We need to get tents-”

Louis held up his phone and showed Harry the screen. “Taken care of.”

Harry reached out for Louis’s free hand as they kept walking. “Maybe I will marry you.”

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some paper townsy fic, where Louis sneaks into Harry's room in the middle of the night for some grand adventure, whisks him away to sneak into a theme park where they climb up to the top of a roller coaster but can't go any further because they don't have the key to turn it on, "accidentally" fall into the splash pool at the bottom of the log flume ride, then out to some gas station in the middle of nowhere, where Louis buys them soda and soft serve ice cream - chocolate for Louis and vanilla for Harry - and they sit out under the stars on the hood of the car still drying off from their swim, the warm early summer breeze wrapping them in a bubble of joy between the tall grass and the lonely cars passing by on the freeway, then Louis sneaks Harry back home, but when Louis goes to disappear the following night, Harry is right by his side

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Calum gets a haircut and Michael pretends to sell the hair on ebay but Cal knows it's him so he pretends to be a customer who wants to buy it and Mikey starts freaking out because he doesn't have any actual hair to sell and that's really creepy anyway should he just report that person? but he can't do that because then he'll get in trouble for selling a fake product so he goes and buys a brown haired wig and tries to give it a trim but Cal catches him and dies laughing and Mikey vows not to speak to him for at least a week but he breaks after the first two hours

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Library au

i’m too short to reach the top shelf and too stubborn to get a stool. you watched me take a running leap for it before you offered to grab the book for me

Harry was pushing his cart through the library, headed to the nonfiction section with the task of shelving all the books on his cart before he could take a break and grab some coffee. He desperately needed it, his eyes were closing by the second and he knew he still had to go home and study for his test in English Lit tomorrow. But his shift didn’t end for another two hours. It was his own fault for getting such a boring job, he thought to himself. But then he remembered it was between working at the library, with its peaceful environment and not-too-hard work, or one of the cafeterias, with those plastic gloves that he hated wearing. He had chosen the obvious one. He was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he thought he imagined the boy in one of the aisles hop a foot in the air, arms flailing. Harry paused and took two steps back, watching the boy from between the books on the other side of the shelf.

Louis needed that book. It was the last one in the series his sisters had gotten him hooked on, and then all the cliffhangers would be over and he could finally get some sleep. Stupid vampires, always causing drama. His problem? He couldn’t quite reach it. He stretched up, stood on his tiptoes, even tried jumping a tiny bit. He only managed to push it farther back on the shelf. He would never let himself admit he needed a step stool, he always told people he was taller than he really was and he had to live up to that. He glanced behind him before taking a few steps back, and then took a running leap to grab at the book. He succeeded in hitting his elbow on the hard metal shelf and grabbed it in pain. After rubbing it and managing not to yell about how bad it hurt, he poised himself to try again.

Harry, who was watching bemusedly as this small boy with a beanie and the longest eyelashes he’d ever seen tried to jump and grab the book he wanted, decided he’d struggled enough. He stepped out of his aisle and into the next one. The boy in the beanie, who was staring up at the book with his hands reaching up, kept jumping up and down. Upon seeing Harry, he dropped his arms and blushed. “Do you need any help?” Harry asked.

Louis felt his face turning even redder. He could accept the help of this tall boy and let it be known that the book he was so desperate to read was a teen vampire romance novel, or he could accept defeat and go grab a stool. He chose the second one. “No thanks, I’ve got it,” Louis replied. The other boy shrugged as if to say suit yourself and walked away. Louis couldn’t help but peek through the shelf to watch him go, curls swinging as he walked. When he turned a corner, Louis went to find a stool.

Harry hid his cart in the reference section and rushed back to the front so he could help this beanie boy check out his books. He had to know what was so interesting yet embarrassing that he had to get the book by himself. The boy with the beanie walked up to the desk and looked longingly at the self check out machine that had a sign hanging on it that said “out of order” with a sad face underneath. He put his book up on the counter and avoided eye contact with Harry as he handed over his card. “Blood and Prejudice,” Harry read aloud. He couldn’t help but tease the boy. “My sister loved this book, she said it was the best of the series.”

Louis’s face couldn’t get warmer if he was inside a heater. “My sisters got me to read them actually, they’re not that bad.” He tried to keep it civil. And besides, he didn’t want the other boy to know how much more excited he was to read it after that comment.

“They’re good enough to finish the series in a week,” Harry said, glancing over the check out record that popped up on the screen. He read that the boy’s name was Louis, and that he notoriously turned books in one day late but often got let off from paying fines, probably because the other circulation librarians thought he was cute. He couldn’t disagree.

“Fine, they’re good, fuck off,” Louis said, still avoiding eye contact.

“They are good,” Harry said. He handed Louis the book. “I read them myself. Only took me four days though.”

Louis snapped his head up and smiled in surprise.

“My break starts in a few minutes, do you want to get some coffee and talk about it?” Harry asked. He flipped Louis’s library card around his fingers a few times before handing it back to him with a grin.

“Sure,” Louis said, taking the card. “I’ll meet you in the cafe in five minutes.” He turned around and made a point of putting the card in his back pocket. “No spoilers.”

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H&L wake up in the middle of the night to their baby crying so Louis gets up to go check on her and Harry falls back asleep but he wakes up two hours later when the sun is coming up and the other side of the bed is still empty so he goes to the baby’s room to check on her and he sees Louis curled up beside her in the crib with his arm around her and her blanket covering his feet and Harry has never been so endeared in his life

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The night had been none short of eventful. People had gotten awfully tipsy off the Christmas wine, but Louis had done everything he could to make sure none of them asked if they could stay. Harry was a pushover, he would have let them all stay if they asked. But Louis was on high alert, whenever he heard a mention of a guest saying they were too drunk to drive back home, he called a service and told them it was on the house. Whenever someone brought up the idea of going home, he made sure they said goodbye to Harry and then swept them out the door as fast as he could. Luckily for him, no one thanked Harry for that service specifically. Harry was always the greatest host when it came to such events anyway, and with this being an early birthday party for Louis as well, he had gone above and beyond, even without driving people home.

Louis was working on a time crunch though, he had been keeping an eye on the weather all evening. There was supposed to be a nasty snowstorm coming through later that night, and if it started snowing more than just flurries, Harry would be the one to insist the guests stay over. That couldn’t happen. Between the guests drinking and mingling, Harry playing the host and making sure everyone knew it was Louis’s birthday, and Louis simultaneously thanking everyone for the presents and sneaking around trying to make sure everyone left on time, the party flew by. The last guest left just before midnight – safely tucked away into a cab secretly called by Louis minutes earlier – and Louis and Harry were left alone.

Harry assured him he could clean up by himself and that the gifts would take a long time to pack into his little mini so he should start now, but Louis was stubborn on a good day, and now he was motivated. But Harry didn’t know that second part. For now, Louis said he would stay and help clean up, so clean he did. Or so it seemed.

For every wine glass Harry loaded into the dishwasher, Louis took a dish out of the cupboard and smeared some leftover icing on it off the cake. For every napkin Louis picked up off the furniture all over the house – and made a show of throwing away where Harry could see that he wasn’t just dicking around – he made sure to leave some crumbs on the carpet or the upholstery. Harry hated crumbs.

In the end, the dishwasher had to be loaded twice. Harry could have sworn he bought paper plates for the cake, but he may have forgotten. Louis had already tied up the bin bags and tossed them out the back door to dispose of the next morning. Louis could talk his way into staying until the second load could go in, but that was only an hour. It still wasn’t snowing very hard, Harry would make him leave if the storm didn’t start soon.

Half an hour later – “Who owns two vacuums?” “People who like to be clean?” – the crumbs were all gone. Then after the leftover food was packed away, the storm finally came in. Louis had to physically stop himself from jumping and cheering.

Louis pulled open the front door, pretending he was going to leave, and he was hit with a blast of snow even colder than he expected. He blinked the snow out of his eyes and closed the door. Harry looked at him and jumped up to lock the door. “You can’t drive in this weather!” Louis started to argue but Harry began brushing snow off him.

Louis shivered at the warmth. “So… what am I going to do?”

Harry picked up a throw blanket off a sofa and draped it around Louis’s shoulders. “Stay here?” It was definitely not the first time he had stayed the night. So why did he feel his stomach flutter?

“Really?”

“Actually it’s good that you stayed late.” Harry turned around and looked at the tree lit up in the corner, causing Louis’s heart to start pounding even though he couldn’t explain why. “There’s one gift left for you.” He watched Harry pull a small box out from under the tree.

“A gift?”

“Yeah, it’s too special for Christmas.” The box, the size of a grapefruit, wrapped in obnoxiously bright red and silver, was placed in his hands.

“Too special?”

“Are you going to open it?” Harry laughed.

“Open-” Louis caught himself repeating him and snapped his mouth shut. He looked down and began tearing the paper and ribbons off the box. Inside was an ornament, a cube with photos on the sides. Picking it up by the ribbon, he held it up in front of his face to look closer at the photos. They were all polaroids, all of the two of them, from the first day they met and Louis was pulling a sarcastic face because he thought this whole instant film camera thing was a silly trend but the curly boy who insisted was kinda cute so why not? The others were from random days when neither of them looked particularly photogenic but again, Harry insisted, so they took plenty of photos. Most of them were with a regular camera though. Harry watched Louis’s eyes as he looked at each picture. “But this one is empty?”

Harry grinned as he pulled his polaroid camera out from behind his back. Louis rolled his eyes and wrapped his arm around Harry’s waist, automatically finding the little dip where he practically fit perfectly, and he smiled up at the camera Harry had held out at arm’s length. “The light is better over there,” Harry said as he grabbed the back of Louis’s sweater and pulled him back toward the hallway. Harry put his arm around Louis’s shoulders and snapped a picture. He turned to face Louis and smiled. “Happy birthday Lou.”

Louis couldn’t stop the cheesy smile spreading across his face. He looked up at Harry. “Thanks love.” Harry looked very smug, staring at Louis trying not to smile. “Oh what now?” Harry kept smiling. He raised an eyebrow. “More gifts?” Louis asked, trying not to bounce on his feet. Harry looked up and Louis followed his gaze to a little green sprig with tiny white berries hanging from the doorframe by a ribbon. He dropped his arm from Harry’s waist in shock. ”That’s so cheesy,” he breathed, still bouncing.

Harry’s face immediately became apologetic, worrying he misread the entire situation. But Louis’s eyes were sparkling with energy. He jumped onto Harry and wrapped his arms around his neck. Harry lost his balance and fell back against the doorframe, sending Louis giggling in between peppering kisses all over his face. “Merry Christmas Lou,” Harry said once he regained balance. He smiled at Louis, who took the pause to wrap his legs around Harry’s.

“Shut up and kiss me properly.”

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My heart is melting

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Harry in velvety boots and a fancy ass designer coat big enough to wrap around both him and Louis when he gets too cold because he refused to wear a proper jacket even though Harry told him five times before they left that it would be a lot colder than he thought but Louis never listens even though he loves the matching coat Harry bought him for his birthday last year he just loves being wrapped up in Harry's coat and scarf

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Harry always gets Louis his Christmas present a month early and hides it in the exact same place and Louis always finds it early and pretends to be surprised anyway but Harry knows this and from the second year he's always had a second present hidden somewhere else that Louis never looks for because he always finds the first one so he never finds this little black box that Harry successfully hides in Louis's sock drawer for four years because in the rare case he ever wears socks he always steals Harry's but the fifth year Louis doesn't find his Christmas present in the same place so he secretly tears the house apart looking for it and Harry comes home from grocery shopping one day about a week before Christmas to find the living room a wreck and everything pulled out of the coat closet but he just smiles and decides there won't be a better time than now so he pretends to be angry and tells Louis where the present is and gets his camera ready to remember the look on Louis's face forever when he finds out he's about to be engaged

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Harry in one of Louis's shirts and Louis's beanie and Louis tries to get his beanie back because "you've got like ten of your own why do you take mine?" so Harry turns on the charm -"because it smells like you. and your smell is my favorite."- and even though Louis knows exactly what he's doing he lets him get away with it because they both know he's wearing something of Harry's tomorrow

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Louis works as a concierge in a fancy hotel, Harry is a student at the university but he works as a bellhop nights and he has exams coming up and projects and everything else and when he gets stressed he bakes, so he starts sneaking into the hotel kitchen at around midnight after the restaurant is closed and room service dies down, when he often has less to do, and he bakes whatever he can think of, it starts with a dozen muffins, a few nights later the muffins have nuts and crumb topping and glaze, then it’s cupcakes, cakes, danishes, cookies, anything he can think of that could stand being interrupted and wouldn’t make a huge mess so he could clean up quickly and in case he got called to the desk to help someone, and one morning Louis comes in to work just in the nick of time and he’s missed breakfast but there in the staff lounge is a plate of muffins, and this keeps happening day after day and Louis sees himself skipping breakfast on purpose because everything in the lounge is so delicious but he doesn’t know where the baked goods are coming from and neither does anyone else so he switches shifts with someone one day so he can work later and he finds himself writing a note to the mystery baker in his free time thanking them for all the breakfast items but please make them healthier I think I’ve gained five kilos so he leaves the note on the table in the lounge early in the morning just before he has to leave but there’s no breakfast yet so he decides to wait and when he sees Harry sneak in with a plate of maple orange scones he’s glad he did

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Soulmate tattoo au where two people don't have matching tattoos but complementary ones, so the dating circles become groups of people with the same theme, like all the astronomical tattoos and all the food ones and all the animal ones, and Louis hangs around the nautical group because he figures that's where he'll find his complement and Harry is the most popular person in the floral group and they run in two separate worlds until they literally bump into each other one day on their way to wherever they're in such a rush to be (they both forget their plans the moment their eyes meet) and they think being together is breaking the rules because what does a knife have to do with a flower? so they sneak around to be together and write each other secret letters and songs but then Harry goes off and does some research and they find out they were soulmates all along

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You're tired. You don't want to get up. You stay on the floor. The carpet grows like grass onto you. Your cells become one with the ground. Your responsibilities disappear. You are calm. Your limbs are like tree roots. They keep you steady. The dust settles onto you and you let it. The moon shines through the window. There is no you. There is only a room and a tree.

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au where Mikey is out partying and ends up drunk off his tits and gets put in a cab but he tells the driver his old address on accident and ends up walking into Calum’s house bc the door was unlocked and he happened to put his couch in the same place as Mikey used to have his so he goes to lie down and out of the bathroom walks the hottest guy he’s ever seen wearing nothing but a towel and he goes to yell at him for being in his house at the same time that Calum yells at him for being in his house but Mikey is so drunk and flirty and clingy that Calum would feel bad kicking him out so late and so he lets this drunk yet endearing guy sleep on his couch and leaves him a glass of water and some seltzer for the next morning