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"He's so pretty."
"Who is?" Louis asks, eyes flickering upward to scan the lunch room for the boy who has caught Zayn's attention. The pair had been sitting in complete silence for the past ten minutes as Louis picked through his lunch and Zayn ignored his altogether.
Louis had assumed the quiet was due to the absence of their bubbly Irish friend Niall, but he is evidently mistaken.
His eyes follow Zayn's love struck gaze a few tables over to a boy with long, curly, brown hair wearing a powder pink dress with cut outs on the sides and Mary Jane heels to match.
"The one in the pink? With the curly hair?" Louis asks Zayn, just to be sure he isn't sizing up the wrong guy for his best friend. Zayn's crushes tend to jump from person to person often (he even had a crush on Niall once), but Louis has never seen him this taken with anyone.
"Yeah," Zayn sighs, still not taking his eyes off of him.
Louis has seen him around before; he knows he is in their grade and passes him in the halls sometimes, but has never actually spoken to him. He's a bit of a fashion icon among the girls at school, or so he's heard. His sister is always talking about him and pestering Louis to ask the boy where he got his skirt or shoes or what shade of lipstick he is wearing. Louis' a friendly enough guy, but not friendly enough to randomly go up to a guy he's never talked to before and start debating the pros and cons of gel nail polish. Besides, he likes to keep his friend group pretty small. He doesn't bother with putting himself out there when Niall alone is more than enough friend to handle.
Louis takes a moment to examine him closer, and he seems to be telling a joke that no one else finds funny. When he presses his lips together into a closed mouth smile to try to contain his laughter, his entire face scrunches up and Louis comes to the conclusion that he resembles a baby frog.
"His name's Harry. Harry Styles," Zayn continues on without prompting.
"That's not his real name is it?"
"Why wouldn't it be?"
"Um."
Zayn decides to ignore him, instead asking, "Isn't he gorgeous?"
Louis flicks his eyes back at him.
"He has a penis shaped nose."
"He does not!"
"He really does."
Zayn's just about to voice another protest when Niall appears at their table.
"Hey Ni, back from arts and crafts club so soon?" Louis asks his blond friend.
"Yeah, the teacher accidentally got hot glue in her hair so we were let out early," he replies. Zayn and Louis nod their heads in response – it isn't an unusual occurrence.
"What are we talking about?" Niall questions, sitting down and taking out his sandwich.
"Just about how hot Harry Styles is," Louis smirks, nudging Zayn with his elbow. Zayn only blushes.
"The penis nose guy?" Niall asks, glancing up from his lunch to look at Louis.
"I told you!" Louis exclaims, shoving Zayn's shoulder.
"He does not have a penis shaped nose!" Zayn defends, shoving Louis back. He glances at Harry's table and has to do a double take. "Oh my God he does," Zayn says as he stares on in disbelief. "Thanks a lot, Louis! I'm never going to be able to unsee that!" he grumbles while Louis and Niall laugh at him.
"So you and Styles, huh?" Niall asks, smirking at Louis.
"What? –"
"But it's a cute penis nose, right?" Zayn interrupts almost desperately.
That sets them off laughing again, and Louis glances back at Harry's table. This time though, he finds Harry already looking their way and they lock eyes. Louis' not usually one to socialize outside of his friend group, but he still sends a smile Harry's way, and Harry smiles happily in return, and yeah, Louis supposes it is a cute penis nose.
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