The Ultimate Larry One Shot Collection ✨

Strawberry Ice cream

"Loueh! Don't! It hurts!" Harry whined as Louis pulled his hair roughly, trying desperately to make a braid. Harry started fake sobbing when another strand of hair was almost ripped from his head, causing Louis to lightly chuckle. When yet another piece of hair was murdered, Harry had had enough. He took Louis' legs, which were around his torso, pulling them over against his stomach before lightly tickling the exposed bottom of his feet. Louis shrieked, his hands leaving Harry's hair and his feet withdrawn. He sat in a ball on the bed, his legs against his chest and his hands around his knees. He angrily stared at Harry who was giggling uncontrollably at the sight. Harry fully turned himself around, so he was seated at the foot of the bed as he watched Louis glare at him, trying to look intimidating. And failing.

When Louis saw the failed attempt, his glare turned into puppy eyes. His hard set mouth into a pout, the frown remaining intact. He had just gone from looking like an angry kitten to a lost puppy all in a matter of a few seconds. Harry rolled his eyes at his best friend before getting up and sitting on the bed next to Louis. He knew Louis long enough to know that he hated being tickled. Then why did Harry tickle Louis? Because he also knew Louis long enough to know how to make him forget about his anger. Slowly he positioned himself so that he was sitting opposite his best friend. He propped himself on his knees, his hands finding Louis' , entwining them together.

"Wanna have a Harry Potter marathon? We have Strawberry ice cream." He said, Louis face lighting up before his sentence even finished.

And that's how they ended the day. Two boys, cuddled together on the bed, sharing a tub of Strawberry ice cream while watching a Harry Potter movie. Two boys in love. Two best friends in love. The only problem? They didn't know that the other felt the same way.