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Snickering to himself, Louis walked further down the aisle. The bus lurched slightly underneath him as it got into motion and he all but fell into the only other open seat. "Oops," he said, righting himself against the awful-fabricked seat. "Hi." Louis looked over to see a guy about his age, slumped down in his seat so his knees were pressed into the one in front of him, with a pair of sunglasses on his face and curls flopping over his forehead. There were shorts high on his thigh, a blob of a tattoo on one of his legs that Louis couldn't quite parse. Still, it startled him for a moment, how attractive he was.
or When Louis meets Harry on the bus to the England World Cup match, he's pretty sure the universe has made it happen.









