All Your Little Things |LS|

The other day Louis was working on another schedule - he went to the studio early morning and came back much earlier than he used to. It was only for one day, but he wasn't really glad. This way, he couldn't see Harry on his way home. He thought that maybe they should exchange numbers later, because he always forgot to ask the man. Now, he didn't want to forget about it.

When he got home, he immediately went to the kitchen. He didn't even realise how hungry he was until he saw the empty fridge. He decided to go grocery shopping, and he checked his watch. It was 7 PM, so there was unfortunately no chance that he could see Harry on his way - he was probably in the studio, or home.

He sighed, but went on the same trail anyway. A man can have hope, doesn't he?

Well, he wasn't that wrong. When he walked past the bench they sat on yesterday, he almost fell. Something hit him from his back. Moments later, he realised that two strong arms were holding him from the back.

"Louis fucking Tomlinson" he heard a familiar voice. It was angry. The arms let go of him, and turned his body around. He was now facing Harry "Where the hell have you been? I was so worried!"

"You were what?" Louis thought he heard it wrong.

"Worried, you bastard! You didn't came like you used to. I was waiting for you, then when it was half an hour later, I went around the block. I wanted to call you but I didn't have your bloody number! I was like an idiot. Who am I kidding, I am an idiot. I thought... I don't know. I didn't know what happened to you and all these thoughts ran through my head..." his emerald green eyes were sparkling with fear.

"I just had a different schedule, but only for today. I went by our street hours earlier. I wanted to say it to you but I didn't have your number, just like you didn't have mine."

"Don't ever do that to me again. Okay?" he held Louis close again. Louis closed his eyes for a second and inhaled Harry's scent. Wow, he was a creep now.

"I didn't know you would get this upset. I'm sorry, love" he whispered to Harry's ears gently. And he meant it. At first he didn't believe that Harry would miss their meets, but he saw in Harry's face that he was honestly worried. He didn't want to see Harry like this. He wanted to see him happy, with his stupid, breathtaking dimpled smile.

"Now give me your fucking number. You won't get lost again" Harry let go of Louis again, and he pulled out his phone from his pocket. Louis snorted.

"Wow, smooth. Really romantic, lover boy" he rolled his eyes, but he accepted the offered phone and wrote his number in it. He hesitated for a moment before he chose a contact name for himself.

He chose 'Lou 💙'. He really liked it when Harry called him that the other day, so he thought he might give a try. When he finally decided, he typed it in the device and gave it back to Harry.

"That's cute. I like it. What's it with the blue?"

"It's me favourite color plus me eyes are blue too" he shrugged.

Then Harry gave him a call just to see that it's the right number. Louis decided to save Harry as 'Dimples 💚'.

"Dimples?" Harry chuckled.

"At first I memorized you from your dimpled smile" Louis explained with a small smile upon his face. Harry showed him a big grin "See? That's what I'm talking about. Dimples!" and he poked one of Harry's cheeks with a giggle. Harry had to laugh on his action.

"I see. You love my face"

"Full of ourselves, aren't we?" the smaller man gave him an eye roll.

"It's just the truth, Lou. And you know it too" he knew he had won. Louis grunted.

"Now, if you excuse me, I have to go grocery shopping or I'll probably die from starving"

"Running away, Tomlinson?" Harry lifted one of his eyebrows challengingly.

"I call it elegantly walking away." he turned around and took a step forward. Harry laughed, grabbed his hand, and pulled him back. He was now wrapped in the man's arms.

"You're so silly, Lou" Harry whispered and Louis could hear from his voice that he was smiling "See you tomorrow" and with that, he let go of him. Louis already missed his touch.

"See you, Dimples" he chuckled and walked away.

Although, his thoughts stayed with the curly man, still feeling the warmth of his body. He wished he could feel that anytime he wants it.