he's-her-lobster

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hl FRIENDS au omg

Harry yanks on his dad’s old tux as fast as he can; he can’t believe someone would stand Louis up for prom, and it makes his stomach twist thinking about Louis standing all alone downstairs, waiting for no one. He heads toward the living room and grabs a tulip from the vase - not a rose, but it’ll do - and takes five steadying breaths before he peers around the corner, hoping the offer of himself will be okay, will be good enough. But then he hears laughing - Louis, unmistakeable - followed by “we’re off!” and the front door slams as quickly as the tulip falls from Harry’s grip and onto the linoleum floor.