—7 MINUTES OF LAUGHING
THIS IS THE DEFINITION OF A CONTAGIOUS LAUGH
Dance With Me
"C’mon Louis dance with me." Harry begged. Slow music was playing in the background, while Louis and Harry were sitting on their sofa. Harry kept asking Louis for a dance, but Louis kept refusing.
"Harry for God’s sake, you know I have two left feet." Louis was now irritated and tried to only focus on the little feast on the coffee table.
Harry pouted and crossed his arms over his chest childishly.
"Well if you aren’t going to do it by yourself, I’m making you." He said smugly, getting off the couch. Before Louis realized it, he was swept up in Harry’s arms. He let out a not-so-manly scream and yelled for Harry to put him down.
When both of his feet was touching the ground, Louis took turn to pout.
"You dick." He murmured.
"You like my dick. Now dance with me." Harry said matter-of-factly. Louis snorted, but had already realized that he was going to do this no matter what.
Surprisingly neither actually tripped or accidentally stepped on each others feet.
"You’re surprisingly good at this, I expected worse from you." Louis said smiling up at Harry.
"Never trust a man who can dance." Harry said offended.
"I’ll lay all my trust on you then, Bambi."
Harry pretended to almost drop Louis on his back, but put his arms around him last minute, just when Louis let out a squeal.
"You better fucking kiss me now, or I’m never gonna forgive you." Louis said sourly. Harry laughed brightly, making Louis smile as well.
"C’mere then" He said.
Drabble and art by me and the amazing Karukara! Her lines, my colour and drabble.
Sorry about missing background, bad quality and generally crappy art from my side…
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