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^the suit i was talking about :) 
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louis and harry were now going to one of those cliché dates, they both hated first dates but louis wanted them to go on a perfect normal date. 
                          
harry reluctantly left louis's house to prepare himself for the date. 
                          
but what harry didn't know was, louis was going to wear his navy blue silk dress that cuts right below his ass it was paired with black corset, the dress was a little tight so it hugs his curves nicely.
                          
he was going to wear black heels along with it, he was both afraid and excited to see harry's reaction he doesn't wear fancy dresses/ clothes much, there wasn't a good time to.
                          
so those are one of the reasons to why louis wanted to go on a date, mostly because he wants to go out where no one knows them and they could just kiss and act like a couple with no judgement.
                          
he heard a 'ding' and smiled knowing it would be harry, he looked in the mirror to fix his dress a little and fix his eye liner, making sure it was perfect before opening the door to see harry's jaw drop, literally.
                          
there, harry was in a black suit, it was a floral textured suit, paired with many rings on his fingers, he looked beautiful. his hair was neatly slicked back but you could see the curls at the end, he held a single rose with a smirk that had dropped when he looked at louis.
                          
"wow—uh...louis, you look—incredible" harry stuttered out breathlessly. louis smiled a little, "yeah?" 
                          
"god—you're so beautiful fuck—" he placed the rose down and grabbed louis by his ass pulling him closer and kissed him lovingly.
                          
"why are you literally perfect?" harry whispered as he pulled away from louis. 
                          
"let's just stay here yeah? i wanna be here with you...don't wanna be with other people...wanna look at you and be with you" harry ranted as he took another look at louis.
                          
"no—babe i dressed up to go on the date we can do whatever we want when we get back alright?" louis smiled at him.
                          
"yeah—wait lemme just" he looked at louis again, he leaned in towards louis's neck and kissed him slowly making louis moan a little, "i'm not changing my mind haz" he says as his eyes fluttered shut a little.
                          
"no i know...just wanna mark you up, can't have you looking irresistible and not letting people know you're taken...you're mine" says through the nape of his neck.
                          
"haz—i'm literally going on a date with you" 
                          
"yeah...but they have to know it's official" as he continued to mark his boyfriend up.
                          
"i love you" louis told him as harry finished marking him, facing louis again.
                          
"i love you" harry replied, grabbing louis kissing him.
                          
"let's go on that date" louis smiled, "lets" 
                          
"um harry, you look beautiful...just so you know like really fucking gorgeous i could literally cum in my panties looking at you" louis told him seriously.
                          
harry chuckled shaking his head, "thank you baby—wait—panties? you're wearing panties—you will be the death of me" his eyes widened with pure lust.
                          
harry did the cliché thing by helping louis open the door and pulling up his chair for dinner.
                          
harry ordered the fish and chips while louis ordered something that was off the menu, it was a chicken breast, stuffed with mozzarella, wrapped in parma ham, with some some homemade mash and a little gravy.
                          
it was actually really good, the date was going really well, except for that one moment where the waiter was flirting with louis, that did not end well for him.
                          
there in mid conversation he heard a voice, "lo-louis?" 
                          
a voice he dreaded hearing, a voice he once loved, a voice he wanted comfort and warmth, a voice that betrayed him the moment he started to take the first hit, the voice he wanted to give a chance, a voice he hoped he wouldn't have to hear.
                          
it's him, it's really him, he's not leaving. 
                          
harry didn't know who it was, but whoever it was louis didn't seem thrilled to see him, like he did.
                          
alone he was, wearing a plain white t-shirt and a pair of black jeans. his face was filled with shock and happiness as he looked at louis.
                          
harry furrowed his brows at louis scared expression, why would he be scared of someone the only——oh.
                          
that's him, the dick guy...what was his name again? never mind not important, harry glared at that guy shooting daggers from his eyes.
                          
"louis, baby please look at me" he sound almost desperate.
                          
"don't fucking call him that" harry spat.
                          
"harry...don't" louis tried to calm him.
                          
"baby...please look at me...it hurts without you...it fucking hurts, i know it hurts you too..i know you still love me, you might hate me and i don't blame you but, deep down you love me" 
                          
harry stood up walking towards the dick fucker, "don't tell him how he feels you asshole, he doesn't need you, it's over. you have no reason to talk to him." harry kept his cool, he doesn't lash out.
                          
he knows louis wouldn't like that so he didn't punch the shit out of him, if only he wasn't so whipped for louis he would've punched him till he was so miserable that he would stop breathing.
                          
"i wasn't talking to you" nick spits.
                          
"you will" harry had the urge to attach his fist into louis's face.
                          
"harry" louis stood up, he stood next to harry, holding his hand to calm him down, seemed to work but his features didn't soften.
                          
"nick, i'm happy, i'm really happy. you know we weren't meant to be together, it didn't work, we didn't fit. you can take this however you'd like but you know we weren't meant be, you know we weren't suppose to meet and be together for so long, i'm sorry for ignoring you, not telling you how i felt about us. hell, i ignored you till you left." 
                          
"i was afraid...i was afraid of telling you how i felt...that's not healthy i shouldn't be afraid to tell you how i feel, it's not how it works, but if i were to tell you how i felt we would fight constantly and you know it. i want you to know you'll find a good guy one day, treat him right." 
                          
"i know you nick, i know you don't want to hurt me, that's not you, i know nick. i see the guilt in your face everyday when you see my scars, seek help from people, don't be afraid to. when you find that someone treat him right...don't loose him like how you lost me." 
                          
with that louis collected himself, he took his purse, placed a couple bills on the table and walked out hand in hand with harry, "bye nick" 
                          
he heard a soft 'bye' from nick.
                          
"you okay?" harry asked him in a comforting tone, louis just nods "said what i had always wanted" he smiled.
                          
"thanks for not beating him up" louis smiled at harry, "of course, anything for you princess" harry placed an arm around louis's tiny waist as he placed a kiss on his forehead.
                          
"let's go home baby" harry mumbled as they walked towards harry's car.
                          
louis had butterflies when he said "home" instead of my place or your place.
                          
"i had fun harry, i really did, sorry it had to end so early" louis mumbled out looking sorry, "don't be...i had fun too, any time i'm with you i'd have fun i promise" harry smiled cheekily as he kissed him.
                          
louis still felt a little bad but he tried not to think about it as they went home.