Louis doesn't want to be here, not with Harry next to him. It makes him nervous. He shouldn't be so close to Louis, not anymore.

"So I was thinking..." Carlos, creative director, starts explaining. "I want Harry naked."

"You're not the only one." Harry winks at Carlos and it gives Louis an uneasy feeling.

"Get on with your idea Carlos, please. I have more things to do today." Louis takes his phone and he starts to type on it, looking like he is busy.

"What got your knickers into a twist, Louis?" Carlos jokes and Harry laughs, laughs with Carlos that is embarrassing Louis. This day is only getting worse and worse.

"So please go on and explain how you want to get our company's face naked." Louis ignores the remark from the older guy and refuses to look at him, nor he looks at Harry.

"Okay so Harry would be naked, but covered by roses, roses everywhere." He explains. "He is lying down in the roses because he wants to smell like them, but the roses are black and he is unhappy."

Louis just gives the man a weird stare. He has met Carlos before, he knows he has crazy ideas, but this one? Louis can't deal with this. Usually when he sees Carlos it's at a work party including enough alcohol to be able to deal with him.

"Then an angel appears and it's flying down, holding the perfume. The angel sprays the perfume on Harry and the roses become a pastel pink, Harry starts smiling and he becomes an angel too! What do you think?!"

Okay, so maybe Carlos has just bad luck because of the day he is talking to Louis, but Louis can't really get enthusiastic about it. It sounds a bit weird.

"I think it's amazing!" Harry's eyes are shining and he's clapping his hands. With any other person it would be endearing.

"Louis?" Carlos looks at the younger boy and Harry decides to give him a fake smile.

"Yeah, yeah sounds nice..." he lies through his teeth.

"Is this the color of the roses in the end?" Harry walks towards a vase standing in Carlos' office and he takes one rose out of it, smelling them.

Louis takes a picture from Harry holding the rose, his smile standing out. He decides that it's a great teaser for the perfume and he hates to admit it but Harry looks stunning on the picture. He writes a stupid cheesy poem, tags Harry and then pulls his phone away again.

An hour later Louis and Harry leave Carlos. They drunk some sketchy tea, had some small talk and Carlos talked more about the video and the organization of it. It won't take long before both of them have to meet up with Carlos at the studio. Louis still thinks the concept is weird, but it's whatever. He is paid to promote on the socials of the company, not to create ideas for commercials and stuff.

"Where are you going?" Harry asks when Louis walks towards the bus stop.

"I want to go home, Harry so I'm taking the bus back."

"Nonsense, we have a car here. The driver will drop you off as well.

"Thank you but no." Louis shakes his head. "I'm fine."

"Louis, don't be stubborn. It's about to rain and-"

"Stop it!" Louis hisses. "Harry, I really don't want to share a fucking car with you okay?" Louis keeps walking, not even looking where he is going. He is done with Harry. He can't be near him.

"So you rather walk another mile home from the bus stop to your place and get soaking wet?"

"That's my decision, isn't it?" Louis turns around to face Harry and walks backwards, Harry still walking towards him.

"We can talk." Harry says. "Please come in the car with me so we can talk because we didn't use to be like this and you know it."

The rain slowly starts to fall down and Louis' eyes start to tear because this day has really been too much for him. He ignores Harry and just wants to cross the street so he can take the fucking bus and get away from here.

"Louis!" Harry screams but the boy ignores him and keeps walking. He just wants to go home, roll himself in the blankets in his bed so he can be a sushi roll and have self pity. It's a bad day, a horrible day and honestly Louis can't deal with it.

"Louis watch out!" Harry screams again. He still ignores it, only looks up when he hears a loud honk and feels someone pulling his arm harshly. He falls down on the hard and cold sidewalk, Harry's arm put protectively over him. Louis just watches in shock as the truck drives by, way too fast as he should. He swallows the lump in his throat and then watches Harry who has a small scratch on his arm from falling down himself as well.

"You fucking idiot!" Harry curses, tears in his eyes." Your stubbornness literally will get you killed!" he shouts, pulling Louis closer to his body, trapping him in a hug. He can feel Harry's tears on his shoulder, hands clamping themselves on Louis' body.

Louis doesn't mind though, he hugs the boy back. Still in shock, watching the street where cars, busses and scooters drive like Louis didn't almost lose his life a couple seconds ago because he was being over dramatic.

He could have been dead.

Harry saved him.

He owes his life to Harry Styles.