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💬 SMS FT 🎀 LOU.
HARRY: happy valentine's day x
Harry thinks he’s going to come apart. In the best way, though. Like. Really, so bloody good. His skin is hot to the touch, and he’s forced to put clothes on (unfortunately) before he leaves his flat. It makes him feel raw where the cloth touches, and somehow, he knows that the same wouldn’t be said for Louis’ hands. He’s convinced, on every level, that his hands are the only think that can touch him right now without making him want to squirm away. He’s nervous, his tummy tied up in knots, and it’s almost difficult to drive properly. Love Actually rests in the passenger seat, though he knows they probably won’t get around to watching it. Not if he has what he wants, and what Louis apparently now wants to.
Fuck. Louis wants him. Harry can hardly wrap his head around it.
It takes him about twenty minutes to reach his place, and he’s still got the jitters when he removes his key from the ignition. He’s not dressed up properly, just wearing jeans, a sweater, and a pair of sunglasses to cover his eyes, and he casts a quick cautionary glance about to make sure there aren’t any paps lurking. It seems clear, so he grabs the Blu-ray and makes his way up to his front door. His knock sounds a little tentative at first, before he gathers his courage and raps his knuckles a bit firmer. Just a bit.
💬sms ft. lou.
HARRY: heeeeyyyyyyy lou
