The Holes of My Sweater by yourdelicatepov
Not Rated // 31k
Harry dusts off the flour from all over his body. His cheeks hurt from how much he laughed. Louis' face is flushed from it, brown hair looking like a nest. Yet Louis' eyes are lit with so much joy, bluer than the oceans, laughter dancing in the little green specks. Harry feels himself get lost in them, Louis looking right back. 'Has Louis always looked this pretty?' He can't help but think.
They're snapped out of their trance by the sound of the oven beeping. Harry blinks. Louis is covered from head to toe in flour, looking an absolute mess. Why did Harry think he looked pretty?
Or, Harry is the new teacher, Louis helps him settle in, it's the sweater weather and no one's falling in love with their new, kind and charming best friend. No. One
(includes, harry's cat being 'the mood' all the time, zayn pining for liam, lilo never getting along and niall throwing parties every chance he gets which may or may not willingly trigger these friends to convert into lovers)
written for @1dchristmasfest













