Photograph || Larry

20. Casual

DAY EIGHT

[Louis' office, 1:00 p.m]

(Harry walks in)

Harry: "Good afternoon, Tomlinson.." (sits down)

Louis: (on his computer) "Hello, Styles.."

Harry: "How was your night?" (cocks head) "Did you drink yourself into a coma?"

Louis: "Nope. Did you?"

Harry: (scoffs) "I have no reason too. I've said everything I've needed to say.. my conscious is clear."

Louis: (looks up) "What are you trying to say?"

Harry: "I'm not saying anything.. and even if I was, why should it matter?" (shrugs) "We're barely friends remember.. you JUST take my picture for money."

Louis: "Stop being a baby.." (rolls eyes) "And my conscious is clear by the way.."

Harry: "Is it?"

Louis: (glares) "Yup."

Harry: "Interesting.." (sips coffee)

Louis: "You said everything would go back to the way it was.. You lied."

Harry: (stands up) "Fine.. let's just take my picture so I can get out of here.."

Louis: (stands up) "Fine by me.."

(They both walk over to the camera, Louis stands behind it, Harry stands in front)

Louis: "Alright.. What do you wanna do with this shoot?"

Harry: (folds arms, pouts) "I don't care.. you pick."

Louis: "Can you act professional for once in your life?"

Harry: "I am professional.."

Louis: "Then prove it!"

Harry: "Fine.. Let's just do.. casual."

Louis: "Cool.." (eye to lens) "Tell me when you're ready.."

(Harry lays on the floor)

Louis: (chuckles) "That certainly is casual.."

Harry: "You're making fun of me.."

Louis: "Of course not.." (smiles)

Harry: "Just take the picture, Lou.. sheesh." (smiles back)

Louis: (takes picture) "Ya know.. We we're fighting so much I forgot to compliment your outfit.."

Harry: (poses) "Remember when you asked me to wear my own personal style.."

Louis: (looks up) "Yeah.."

Harry: "Well this is it.."

Louis: "Short shorts and a head scarf eh?" (laughs) "I like it."

Harry: "Well don't go stealing my style.. It's mine." (teases)

Louis: "Don't worry.. I'll just stick with my turtle necks.."

(Louis takes many pictures, Harry poses)

Louis: "Alright. I think we got a good shot."

Harry: (gets up, runs over) "Yeah.. that will work."

Louis "Good work today."(pats shoulder)

Harry: "Yeah.." (pulls away)

Louis: "I'll see you tomorrow then?"

Harry: "Alright.." (starts walking away)

Louis: "Harry.."

Harry: (turns around) "Yeah?"

(silence)

Louis: "Umm.." (nervous) "Have a good day.."

Harry: (raises eyebrow) "Thanks.."

(Harry walks out of the room, Louis sits in his desk)

Louis: (to himself) "Have a nice day? What an idiot.."

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(Harry walks back into the room a few minutes later)

Harry: "Lou?"

Louis: (stands up) "Harry? What are you doing back-"

Harry: (walks in) "My car won't start.. I don't know what to do.."

Louis: "Oh.. can Liam come get you?"

Harry: "He's at work.."

Louis: (walks over to him) "Ok.. I'll take you home.."