Italics - Louis Tomlinson

"Well don't you sound cheerful today."

"...well kids like Tangled?"

"..."

"I'm working."

"No, she's sweet as always."

"Maybe she just likes me more than you. So, just accept it."

"I kind of think it's your fault."

"Well yes."

"You said I would have a great day today."

"Nate makes sure that I wouldn't have a good day at all. So it was not unpredictable. I just wanted to believe you for once though. I was... happy?"

"Now don't be all silent and awkward. I was just pulling your leg. It's not your fault okay?"

"It's fine! Man, I guess I'll go buy some ice cream, cupcakes and chocolates after work. After all, they're supposed to help me when I'm sad."

"Did you just grumble?"

"..."

"You better tend to Olivia. I have to get to work."

"What?"

Louis looked at his phone after the call got disconnected. He didn't know why but his lips twitched upwards into an amusing smile. He always felt kind of content after he talks with Harry. Sometimes he felt confused and sad but he was filled with warmth most of the times. He did not understand why.

"Excuse me?" A voice interrupted him.

He quickly stuffed the phone in his apron pocket and faced a sweet old lady in front of him.

"What can I get you?" he questioned getting back to work.

Twenty minutes and a lot of orders later, he sighed as he rested against the stool. Working as a receptionist was hard as well. Even though he knew the consequences of standing for a long period of time, he wanted this job. It made him happy.

He wondered what Harry would be doing and how he would be handling Olivia, as he looked around the almost filled diner. It was a busy day.

The ringing of the bell made him almost instantly stand up to take the order. It was a boy. Pretty cute to be honest and seemed to be around his age. He felt like he had seen him somewhere but he couldn't put a finger on it.

His hair was brunette and styled into a small perfect quiff, had warm brown eyes and was pretty tall too. Well, Louis was too short, to begin with. The guy looked over at him and came to him with a boyish smile that Louis almost blushed.

"Are you Louis?"

Louis tilted his head at that voice. He felt like he heard it somewhere. Why did this guy seem so familiar?

"Y-Yeah?" Louis stammered a little, mentally smacking himself.

The guy let out a laugh, "I finally got to meet you. You're really pretty."

Louis' face fired up at the unexpected comment and then the realization hit him.

"Harry?" he asked, not wanting to believe that the boy in the question was standing before him.

He wanted to run away in embarrassment now. Why did he have to come?

"You think I am Harry?" the boy asked, with a smirk.

"You're... not?"

The boy chuckled and Louis blushed deeper. He was feeling more embarrassed now.

"No, I'm not. That asshole is too much of a coward to come here himself. I'm Liam", he smiled.

Louis let out a sigh of relief. He knew just now that he wasn't ready to face the real, human Harry yet.

"Oh thank goodness. Um... what brings you here?" Louis asked, trying to hide his relief.

"Man, that hurts. Anyways, I was given a task", he shrugged.

"A task?" Louis raised his eyebrows.

"Mhm. To deliver this", Liam said, placing a really cute, tiny basket on the counter.

"W-Who sent this?" Louis asked.

"Harry, of course", Liam rolled his eyes playfully, "Said he needed to cheer you up. Well then, I'll be going. It's gonna be so much fun to tease him."

Liam smiled sweetly and walked out of the diner in a few seconds. Louis looked at the basket, his heart beating a little bit faster. Okay, maybe not a little.

"Lou, you can take a five-minute break. I'll take care of this for a while. You've been standing for two hours now", Niall walked towards him.

"Uhm... yeah. Um, thanks Ni", Louis stuttered taking the basket.

Niall raised his eyebrows looking at the basket which made Louis turn a shade of red.

"Who's that secret admirer, Loueh?" Niall teased.

"N-No one", he blushed and ran to the employee room.

With shaky hands, Louis took off the sheet of silky paper covering the items in the basket. He kept staring at it which was filled with his favourite ice creams, red velvet and blueberry cupcakes and few chocolates. There was a note as well.

He picked up the small piece of note and glanced over at the handwriting which was oddly neat and beautiful, despite being sloppy.

Louis' eyes almost filled with tears when he read the note. The little gesture of Harry was enough to make him realize one more thing.

The buzzing of his phone caught his attention and a smile instantly latched on his face when he saw who was calling.

"Thank you."

"Yeah and thank you very much. You were right."

"Today really is a good day."

"You too."

#beep beep beep#

Louis blushed a little as he tucked his phone in his pocket and looked at the little basket again.

He really likes Harry Styles.

# to be continued #

a/n:ps: here's a long one. kissy :*