Louis was walking by the streets on his way home from the little hometown bakery he worked at. He was humming a tune looking around at the nature, playing with the end of his skirt when he ran into something hard causing him to fall on his bum. Louis looked up wincing as he fell feeling tears spring to his eyes. He saw a tall body looking down at him reaching a hand out for him to take. He took the mans hand wiping his eyes away with his balled up fists.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going. I'm Harry by the way." The man, now identified as Harry spoke.

Louis sniffles slightly looking up at the towering figure and blushes when he saw the man already doing so. "No! It's my fault! I... I'm sorry..." Louis spoke out truthfully seeing the man shake his head.

"No no, love, it was my fault, can I take you out for dinner tonight as an 'I'm sorry' gift?" He asked hopefully.

Louis giggled as he said 'I'm sorry gift' and nodded slightly.

Harry sighed thankfully and exchanged numbers with the much smaller figure and told him a the time to which he had to be ready by, before leaving, leaving Louis to squeal and run home excitedly.