Curveball
by: kikikryslee
Pairing: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson
(16K words)
“So when are you two getting married?” Harry froze. Shit, shit, shit, this completely went against his whole ‘keep it casual’ stance he’d been planning on keeping. He didn’t know what he was supposed to say. Louis shrugged. “I don’t know, I mean, we haven’t really discussed that.” “Yeah,” Harry agreed. “I mean, if it happens, then it happens. You know… Whatever.” Whatever? Harry thought to himself. Did I really just say ‘whatever’ to when I’m getting married? When it’s all I’ve been thinking of for weeks? Harry couldn’t believe himself. He knew he told himself to keep it casual and not put too much pressure on Louis for the idea of getting engaged, but for fuck’s sake, that was probably too casual. Does Louis think I don’t want to get married now? What if he thinks I’m not ready for it? What if I just put him off proposing even longer? He couldn’t shake the fear that he’d really just messed up. — Or, the Runner on Third sequel where Harry really wants to get engaged, and Louis doesn’t seem to be picking up on that. Harry may or may not drop a few hints that are anything but subtle.
Written as part of the 1000 Feelings For Which There Are No Names challenge!














