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“We aren’t touching.” Louis snorted, eyes trailing down the distance between their bodies. Close, yes. Touching, far from it.
Harry huffed a sigh, his hand reaching to close around Louis’ wrist tentatively.
“Wow. This is so romantic, wrist holding.” Louis snorted sarcastically and Harry rolled his eyes, his grip loosening.
“Look, I don’t know what you want me to do.” Harry exclaimed, letting go of his wrist all together to run his hands through his curly hair.
“This isn’t going to work, Harry. It’s okay, I’ll just text her that you can’t make it. She’ll understand.” Louis went to grab his phone when he heard a mumbled, “Fuck it.”
Or the one where Harry steps in to be Louis’ fake boyfriend after his younger sister gets engaged. Queue misread signals, jealousy, and so much pining it hurts.