[Louis' Apartment, 3:00 p.m]
(Louis guides Harry to the spare bedroom)
Louis: "Easy.." (lowers Harry onto the bed) "There ya go.."
Harry: (groans in pain, lays back) "Thank you so much for doing this, Lou.. I really hope I'm not a burden."
Louis: (teases) "You? A burden? Never.."
Harry: (smiles) "Ok now you're just teasing me.."
Louis: "Well now we're even.."
Harry: "When have I ever teased you?"
Louis: "Umm.." (clears throat) "Never.."
Harry: "I wanna know.."
Louis: "I was just joking, Harry. Drop it."
Harry: "I-I'm sorry.." (sad)
Louis: "Right.." (pauses) "Is there anything I can get you?"
Harry: "No.. I think I'm ok for now.."
Louis: "Ok.." (walks toward the door) "Well you should probably get some rest.."
Harry: (looking down) "Yeah.."
(Louis notices Harry's sad expression)
Louis: "Umm.. Harry?"
Harry: (looks up) "Yeah?"
Louis: "Remember when you were unbuttoning your shirt and biting your lip for the sexy photoshoot that we did?"
Harry: (eyes wide) "Y-yeah.."
Louis: "That's when.."
(Louis chuckles, walking out of the room)
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[6:00 p.m]
Louis: "Knock, knock."
(Louis walks in holding a plate of food)
Louis: "Harry.. Are you awake?"
(Harry lifts his head up from the pillow)
Harry: (grumbles) "I am now.." (smiles) "What've got there?"
(Louis sits on the edge of the bed)
Louis: "I um.." (holds plate) "I made you some dinner in case you were hungry.."
Harry: "Awe Lou.." (sits up) "You didn't have too.."
Louis: "I'm not much of a cook but I saw this recipe online and I thought you might want to try it.."
Harry: "What is it?"
Louis: "Its just some chicken, stuffed with mozzarella cheese, wrapped in parma-ham.. with a side of homemade mash." (scoffs) "Nothing special.."
Harry: "Well it looks delicious!" (holds up broken arms) "I may need a little help though.."
Louis: "Oh right.." (scoots closer) "Sorry.."
(Louis grabs the fork, lifts it up to Harry's mouth)
Harry: (chewing) "Wow.."
Louis: "What?" (worried) "Is it awful?"
Harry: "No.. It's so good!" (fond) "I didn't know you were a chef.."
Louis: (blushes) "Oh stop.."
Harry: "I'm serious.." (chuckles) "Maybe you should give up photography and start your cooking career."
Louis: "Ok, now you're the one teasing me.." (smirks)
Harry: "But I thought I already teased you once..."
Louis: "Well now you're doing it again.." (scoots closer)
Harry: (eye contact) "Well I guess you'll have to tease me again to make it even.."
Louis: "How would you like me to tease you, Harold?"
(faces close)
Harry: (nervous) "Umm.."
Louis: "Do I make you nervous?"
Harry: (gulps) "Yes.."
Louis: (inches closer) "Why.."
Harry: "Because.." (lips quivering) "You're just so.. beautiful.."
(Louis blushes)
Harry: "And amazing.. and talented.. and a great cook.." (pauses) "Who wouldn't get nervous around someone like you?"
Louis: "I'm nothing special.." (looks away)
Harry: "You are to me.."
(Louis looks back at Harry, long lingering eye contact)
Louis: (changes the subject) "Umm.. Right.." (brings fork up) "Here's another bite.."
Harry: (chewing) "Thanks Lou.."
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Photograph || Larry
Fanfiction[Complete] "I don't photograph men.. that's just weird." Famous photographer Louis Tomlinson only photographs women, but when a beautiful model named Harry comes into his office.. He starts to question everything.