"Can I....help you?" Harry asks, standing to help the man off the floor, his hand outstretched.
A clammy hand is placed in Harry's and he pulls the man up, surprised at how easy it is. The brunette brushes the dust off of his black skinny jeans and adjusts his button up, finally glancing up to meet Harry's gaze.
The pair are silent for a moment, Harry captivated by the azure eyes that are staring back at him. Their hands are still clasped together when the other man finally breaks the silence.
"I'm sorry I'm late." He stutters. "I'm Louis." He says, without any further explanation.
Harry, Niall, and Zayn are in an up and coming indie band, White Eskimo. Liam is Harry's best friend. Louis is a writer who only signed on for an interview, but ends up getting much more than he bargained for.
Bookmarked by bavarianchocs
11 Jul 2019