"I am so sorry I spilled water on you." Harry apologizes.
"No, it's ok. Really." He forgives.
"There's a bathroom over there." He points towards it.
Louis subtly nods and walks to the direction of the bathroom.
Harry feels bad so he walks up to his room and takes out jeans for the boy to wear.
When he comes back downstairs to the restaurant, he goes inside the bathroom.
"Hi, um. I have a pair of jeans. I'm really sorry by the way." He apologizes for the third time.
Louis laughs. "I told you it's fine..."
"Oh erm. Harry."
"Harry?" He smiles. "It's very pretty."
Harry blushes. "Thank you. Here. Take my jeans." He hands it to him.
"Are you sure?" Louis asks.
"Yeah. Here, wear it."
Louis takes the jeans and starts unbuttoning his pants.
"Whoa! What're you doing?" Harry covers his eyes.
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"Taking my pants off. Duh." Louis giggles at him.
"Alright. Um, I'm gonna leave then."
"Okay."
Harry leaves Louis alone in the bathroom to change.
When Louis comes out of the bathroom, he looks in every direction to see if Harry's there. But he's gone.
"Shit. Is he gone?" Louis murmured.
When he goes back to his seat he notices the chair and the floor was dried. He takes a seat and looks at his pictures.
"Okay. I think that'll do." He says to himself.
He digs into his meal. "Hmmm..." he moans. "I could literally kiss the person who made this."
"Maybe you should," Harry says whilst walking up to Louis.
"Hey. You're here."
"Did you want me gone?" Harry jokes.
"No. I mean, um, I-I thought you were gone." Louis stutters.
There was a good minute of silence before Louis talks. "I wanted to thank you earlier."
"Why?"
"For lending me your jeans." Louis answers.
Louis eats his meal again. "Oh my god. I swear I will do anything to find out who made this dish."
Harry laughs. "Anything?"
"Anything. I will literally kiss them." Louis says making Harry blush.
"Can I tell you something?" Harry asks.
"Yeah."
"I-" Harry gets cut off.
"Harry. Hurry up. We need your help."
"Hold on a second." Louis nods as Harry gets up from the chair.
"What is it, Niall?"
"We ran out of crabs," Niall says with a serious face.
"Are you kidding me, Niall? I was talking with that cute boy over the-"
He was gone, which made Harry sad.
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Clair De Lune | L.S |
Fanfiction[ON HOLD] Harry is a famous chef who owns a restaurant. Everything goes fine until one day he lays his eyes upon a small, beautiful blue-eyed boy who's a food blogger.
