Gifts for Toomanytears
List of Gifts
“Styles,” Louis bites, settling his hands on his hips, his head tilted up to meet Harry’s eyes.
“Tomlinson,” Harry replies, amusement coloring his voice. He thinks this is a joke. He couldn’t be more wrong. “What brings you over here, darling?”
Louis rolls his eyes. “You know you’re the reason why. You’ve been texting and calling me all morning. It’s distracting! We’re supposed to be rivals. Don’t forget that.”
or where Louis' team is Puddlemere United and Harry's is the Chudley Cannons, and he's the only one who thinks they're rivals.