you've got me by wondrawall
"This boy is tall, gangly, and has a head full of curls, messily arranged on top of his head. His dimples are too deep, his eyes too bright, and his lips too pink. Louis’ frown deepenes.
“Hey everyone, er, I’ll be performing some songs that hopefully you know the words too so feel free to sing along. Hope you like it.”
Zayn chooses that moment to slide back into the seat opposite Louis wearing a very smug smile, “Someone looks perky.”
Louis whips his head around, tearing his eyes away from this Harry Styles and frowns.
“I’ll have you know I am still very much dead inside, cheers mate.” He grabs the drink Zayn has set on the table, something a little too fruity. Louis downs it nonetheless."
(or the one where Louis curses Harry's existence and love and hate intertwine in meloncholy ways.)
