~time skip one month~

"I don't know, Lots," Louis answered to his little sister. "He might have forgotten what day it is." He shook his head sadly. 

Lottie patted his shoulder. "I'm sure he doesn't forget it. I mean, he couldn't! Look at all the decorations outside, hearts and roses everywhere... Oh, and a bunch of uneaten chocolate in the trash!" she pointed out. 

Louis played with the hem of his oversized sweater sadly. He didn't reply after that. Harry hadn't said a word to him that day, hadn't come over to his house or anything. 

In case you still haven't got the idea, it was Valentine's Day and the school decided to make the day a holiday--very nice of them, really. Anyways, Harry hadn't contacted Louis at all and he couldn't be any sadder. 

A few minutes later, Lottie needed to leave because she was called by her mother downstairs to help with the cooking. Louis was alone again, and he sighed. Honestly, he was just depressed. 

Okay, it wasn't like Harry and Louis was officially dating, but they had went to five dates! That meant Harry obviously had feelings for Louis, right? Right? So why isn't he giving me chocolate or something? 

"It doesn't even have to be chocolate. Just one rose at least," Louis mumbled with a pout. He neared the window of his bedroom, looking out in case Harry went over. He waited there, just watching as the clock ticked, but no one even passed by the house. 

Another few minutes later, his mum called him downstairs to eat, so Louis did with a larger pout. I will punch him when I see him if he doesn't give me anything today, he thought. 

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It was around five P.M. when Louis was just starting to give up waiting for Harry. Maybe he used up all his luck trying to get into those five dates with him, and now he was getting literally nothing for Valentine's. 

Lottie only went upstairs again to remind him to shower, so he did. After he showered, it was six P.M. The sky was already dark and he was starting to lose hope. 

He sighed and hugged his knees close to his chest. "Just a text of 'Happy Valentine's Day' would be fine," he mumbled under his breath. He just wanted something, but then the worst scenarios started playing through his mind. 

Oh, Gods... What if Hazza got into a car crash? Or... or did he fall from the stairs? Should I call his mother? The suddenly-overdramatic hedgehog-man was about to pick up his phone when the doorbell rang. 

He almost let out a cheer when he realized he actually needed to open the door, so Louiee ran downstairs in 100km/1h speed--he wasn't even panting(the power of love)--and opened the door to see Harry holding some roses. 

Tears welled up in Louis' eyes before he gave Harry a hug. You see, Valentine's was a very special day for Lou. He always wished for his wedding to be at Valentine's, ever since he was around three. 

"I thought you forgot it was Valentine's!" Louis wanted to shout, but in the end, he just whispered it as he wrapped his arms around his beloved froggie. 

Harry chuckled. "This is a very nice greeting, babe. Oh- why are you tearing up?" he asked when Louis let go of the hug, wiping the tears that hadn't fallen. 

He's so gentle, so good to me, was what Louis thought. He smiled softly. "So, what now?" Louis asked.

"Well, here are your roses," Harry started, passing the beautiful yet deadly flowers over to his beloved. "And next, we're going on a date! Don't worry, I already asked for permission from your mum who is behind you right now." 

Louis turned around and true to Hazza's words, his mum was right behind him. He started to wonder if she shipped Larry. Because, she did give them permission to date at late night, and you all know what happens at night, don't you? 

Lou gasped. "Oh! Mum!"

Jay smirked. "Go have fun," she said, taking the roses from him and putting them in a vase that she had prepared. "You can have a sleepover in Harry's house if you want." 

Yeah, she totally ships Larry, Louis decided, snapping his fingers mentally. He felt like a detective. 

Harry smiled gratefully at his to-be-mother-in-law and took Louis' hand. He pulled him over to the car. 

"Wait a minute, where'd you get a car? Aren't you underage?" Louis asked out of confusion, not sure if he should even enter the car. 

Harry chuckled. "My mum... And rules are meant to be broken," he stated, opening the passenger door. "Get in, princess. We're going for a ride.

Louis took a deep breath, wondering if he should be cautious. According to Harry's walking skills, it was a good chance that they might crash, but Harry didn't crash whilst driving to his house, though-

"Enter already!" Harry pouted, wanting Louis to enter the car. "Don't you believe in me?"

Of course, I do, idiot. 

After fighting with himself for another few seconds, Louis finally decided to enter the car. When Harry closed the door, he wondered if he should run out while he still could, but then Hazza entered too and locked the door. 

"Can I really trust you?" Louis asked, hesitating. Even he, himself, couldn't drive that properly... What about a guy who was two years younger than him? 

Harry smirked. "Well, I'm not really sure myself. I tend to crash here and there, so use the seatbelt." 

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Sorry for the late update~
Drama is coming over, brace yourselves! Nyahahahahah :3
-J. x