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    [font=georgia] Harry ran a hand through his curly brown hair, listening to Louis. At the mention of him being better than ever, Harry knew that was a lie. He lost the smiles he was trying to hold too often, he was worried about what everything would think of his sexuality, he loved someone in the band, and he was self-conscious of his room. What if he became self-conscious about his appearance? He tried not to argue, just took a deep breath, swallowing back his protest. He played with Louis's fingers as he did so, lifting them up and down, making them land on the back of his hand. [color=white]"Okay..." Harry mumbled, giving a small smile, forcing himself to look Louis in the eye. [color=white]"Okay."

    Louis sighed and snuggled into his side. He didn't care if Harry found that awkward, that comforted him. Just being close to him did. He closed his eyes and sighed softly. "Haz… I-I missed you. When you started ignoring me… I needed you the most, but you weren't there to help me." He murmured softly as he opened his eyes again and looked at their hands. Even just his touch made him feel a bit better. But he was still worried. He didn't know if he could live if he left him.

    [font=georgia] Louis snuggling up to Harry made his heart beat faster. He stood there, listening to the sudden change in Louis's voice. The longing, the want the need. For him. Harry had began to guess that he was the one Louis loved, but he was afraid to say it. He wrapped an arm around Louis, trying to keep his spirits lifted. [color=white]"My life would never be the same without you, Lou." he murmured, never taking his legs from his chest.

    "Then why did you leave me?" Louis asked softly. "If you missed me so much then why did you keep ignoring me? Why did you keep forgetting our plans?" He asked. His voice held no emotion. Not anger, not sadness, nothing. His face was emotionless as he glanced up at the curly haired boy. "We were best friends, what happened?" He questioned out loud. He didn't mean to be difficult. He knew Harry was just trying to cheer him up, but Louis just kept bringing that up. He rested his head on Harry's shoulder, waiting silently for an answer.

    [font=georgia] Harry's heart sunk when Louis brought it up. Was he trying to make him feel bad? Was he trying to bring it up until he felt so bad, he ended up doing something stupid... yelling at Louis, doing unnecessary things to prove his friendship. He didn't look at Louis now, even when he laid his head on his shoulder. I was actually a comforting feeling for the curly haired lad. [color=white]"I don't know..." he mumbled, looking at him , giving him a weak but hopeful smile. [color=white]"At least I'm here now, right?"

    Louis considered that in his head. Yeah, he was glad that he was here now. He closed his eyes and sighed softly. "Yeah... I guess so." He murmured softly. "I'm sorry I keep bringing it up. I don't mean to." He added quickly, knowing by the younger lads expression that he was very upset about it. Louis hated seeing him upset. That just killed him inside. Especially when it was him upsetting Harry. He decided to just let that slip from his mind. Harry was here now, and that is all that should matter. The past is the past, right? He decided he just wouldn't talk about that... for now. Not unless he needed to. "When are you going back to the w-I mean uh... Kathy?" He asked him quietly. He really didn't want Harry to have to go. Not ever, really. But he knew that eventually, he'd have to. Because Kathy would come to look for him if he was gone for too long. And he really didn't want her to come into his room. What if Kathy told Harry that Louis loved him? He sighed softly. She'd probably just taunt him again. Tease him and rub the fact that Harry loves her and not him in his face again. The worst part was that Harry was blind to everything that went on between the two... unless it was Louis doing the wrong. Which hurt him deeply. That's why he hated her so much.

    [font=georgia]Harry bit his bottom lip when he mentioned Kathy. He'd honestly forgotten all about her, caught up the situation and snuggling up to Louis and everything. And thinking about it, he really didn't want to go. He wanted to stay here with Louis and snuggle all day. Even though he had his arms up to his chest as if he were uncomfortable, he was far from that. He enjoyed Louis's company like old times and he was beginning to question himself why he stopped hanging out with the lad. Was it to save Louis from Kathy who hated them, to keep them apart? Or was it because he loved Kathy? He wasn't even sure. He was comfortable next to Louis with his hand and his. He already knew Louis meant so much to him but did Kathy? He felt... happier next to Louis so he didn't know anymore. "I don't know," he mumbled in a dragged voice. [color=white]"But I don't think I want to leave yet. Unless you want me to." Harry's green eyes averted to him questioningly.

    "No. No, I don't want you to go." Louis whispered back. He lifted his head off of Harry's shoulders and gazed into his green eyes. He knew he definitely didn't want Harry to go. Not right now, and not ever. But he couldn't stay there forever. They both knew that. He was a little surprised when Harry didn't just leave as soon as Louis asked. He was sure that just like everyone else, he'd just give up on Louis and just leave. But he hadn't. He couldn't push Harry away like he had done to the other boys. Not that he wanted to do that anyways. He was glad Harry seemed to want to stay. That meant more time with him. He smiled softly. This time it was a real one. Not forced or fake... just a real smile that had crept it's way onto his face. "I really missed this. Just us talking and hanging out, you know. It really helps me alot... I feel like you're the one person I don't have to worry about judging me or anything." He whispered softly. He snuggled into him more, taking in the scent of his sweet cologne. He sighed softly, chewing his lower lip quietly. He still wasn't used to this. This feeling he got when they were together. He had always felt it, but now he noticed it more as his feelings got stronger for Harry. And as he noticed them more, the more self-conscious about himself he got. He shifted uncomfortably where he was, obviously no longer comfortable in his own skin.

    [font=georgia]Harry's green eyes met Louis's and he gave a small smle at the lad. He was happy that Louis could still forgive him after all he'd done to him. After ditching him, after ignoring him. After causing them to drift apart. Mentioning them together almost made him smile bigger and... blush. He was blushing? Harry let go of Louis's hands to rub at his temples, hoping to cover his flustered red cheeks. Harry was convinced he knew who Harry was in love with now... him. Though he didn't want to bring it up because Harry didn't know what he'd say to Louis. Harry had something there for Louis no matter how hard his mind was trying to deny it. It was something strong that when Louis actually smiled, he felt the flutter in his chest. He wanted to get on track with Louis, maybe speed things up. The more Louis snuggled up I nto him, the more Harry felt that fluttery feeling come harder, hit faster. And it felt... good. He looked at Louis as he snuggled into him more and reached up to play with the older lad's hair. [Color=white]"What do you think of Larry Stylinson?" he asked suddenly, wanting some kind of hint. The red in his cheeks grew deeper but he didn't look at Louis as he asked, just continued to play with his hair.

    Louis's eyes popped open at the question. His heart picked up it's pace in his chest. Did he really just ask that? Louis already knew what he felt about it. He'd just love for it to be real so, so bad. But he didn't know if he should say that. Why did it matter to Harry anyway? Was he trying to trick him into telling him who he liked? Louis glanced down at his hands and nervously bit his lip, shifting even more. "Um... I think... I think..." He trailed off. What was he supposed to say? 'Pfft.... I think it should totally happen. Yup. I love you. Got a problem with it? Deal with.' He couldn't just say something like that. It wasn't that easy. Not even for Louis. He wanted to just come out clean and say it. Say that he wanted it to happen and that he knew for a fact that he loved Harry. But he couldn't bring himself to say that. His cheeks flushed slightly and for once in his life, he was speechless. Unsure of what to say or what to do, he just sat there, glancing up at the younger boy. Was Harry blushing? He swore he noticed a slight red on his cheeks. That only made Louis bite his lip harder. He didn't know what to think. "I... think......" He started again, but the words got lost. His mouth just hung open like he was trying to get the words out, but they were stuck. They just wouldn't come out. He shut his mouth again and went dead silent.

    [font=georgia] Harry was ready for this moment. The moment he hoped would at least hint that Louis liked him. He knew it was probably a bad way to get him to admit if he liked him or not but Harry's curiosity got the best for him. 'I think...' He had said. Harry knew it was stuck there, but he didn't know why. His heart sunk at the thought of Harry dissing Larry Stylinson as he once did. "Fuck Larry Stylinson. Whoever ships it are obviously not real fans." and that it's a bunch of "Bullsh*t."[/i] Harry didn't really care for it, though. He thought that it was actually kind of nice for fans to give them nicknames. But what did Louis think now? [color=white]"You hate it? It's a bunch of bullsh*t?" he guessed hesitantly.

    "Um... no. I used to think that but..." Louis trailed off again. He just couldn't bring himself to say it. To say that he really, truly loved Harry and he didn't mind Larry anymore. He used to get angry whenever anymore just mentioned the name. But now, he felt so much different. He snuggled into him more, despite his nervousness. He just needed to be near him. To feel his warmth. To know that Harry was still there and he wasn't going to leave him. "But I don't think that about it anymore..." His cheeks flushed red as he realized it was pretty obvious he liked Harry now. He was snuggling into him, a blush on his cheeks, saying how he didn't mind if people thought they were secretly together. That he was okay with that. He bit his lip gently and hid his face in Harry's shoulder, trying to hide the fact that he was blushing.

    [font=georgia] Harry's green eyes widened even though he should have suspected that answer. Now that he knew Louis liked him.... what was he going to do? No one was there and they were alone and whatever happened in this room, he was sure stayed in this room. He just wanted to test it. His curiosity to make those butterflies in his stomach go away had taken over. He moved out the way and made sure to keep Louis's chin up with middle finger and index finger. It felt weird, but it never felt new meeting his eyes. "You love me..." he murmured, stating the obvious. [color=white]"And I was too blind to see that." He dropped his fingers, his hand dropping on to Louis's. He didn't know if he was handling his actions well, but his eyes kept averting to Louis's lips now.

    Louis blushed again and slowly nodded. Harry knew his biggest secret now. He was in love with him. When Harry's hand fell on top of his he bit his lip gently. He grabbed it and laced their fingers together. He saw Harry's gaze flicker to his lips, and Louis licked them slowly without meaning to. He glanced down at their hands. He didn't know what he was supposed to do or say now. "Yeah. That's true. It's all true. I've loved you for a long time. But… I don't know."

    [font=georgia] Harry wanted to kiss Liam now, that strange feeling going up to his mind quickly. Harry thought Louis noticed which made him blush. He looked down at their laced fingers and then looked back up to meet Louis's eyes. "I have... something there for you, too, Lou... something deeper than friendship." he admitted. He wasn't going to leave Louis alone in talking to his feelings since Harry was the main one who got him to admit his feelings. [color=white]"I'm so confused." He dropped Louis's hand to cover his face with his own, feeling embarrassed now.

    Louis looked at Harry and sighed. He wrapped an arm around him and bit his lip. "I felt like that too. Lost and confused when I realized I wasn't as straight as a ruler. And that…. I loved you." There were those words again, slipping out if his mouth. He felt so awkward and nervous saying it. Like he expected Harry to be disgusted with him. He just wasn't sure how the younger lad felt about it. Everything. "I-I'm sorry. If this wasn't happened. It's probably weird… having your gay friend like you." He whispered. He was so nervous, he was shaking lightly. And his heart was pounding in his chest and he could hear it in his ears.

    [color=teal][font=georgia] When Louis put an arm around him, he was slightly comforted listening to his words. He could tell the older lad was nervous but he was probably glad to get it out, too. He knew if he wasn't so confident he'd feel the same. Come to think of it, he wasn't confident. Because he couldn't tell Louis how he felt. It wasn't right. He kept thinking his girlfriend might walk in any minute. It'd just be quick. He knows how to keep secrets. Harry thought. His mind was flip-flopping decisions, trying to get him decide what to do. After thinking to much it began to give him a headache and he just went with what landed on his decisions last. Just go with it Styles Lifting his head, Harry cupped Louis's face in his hands and kissed him on the lips.

    Louis felt shock and excitement overcome him. Was he dreaming right now? No, no. He could tell he wasn't dreaming. He was very much awake. But he didn't get why Harry would kiss him! He was so lost and confused. But he liked it no wait-he loved it. The feeling of Harry's on his. It made his lips tingle. It left him wanting more, to never have to pull away. He didn't know if Harry expected him to kiss back or what. So he did what he thought was best and just kissed back anyways.

    [color=teal][font=georgia] Harry wasn't surprised when Louis kissed back. Harry thought about it, how it felt... to have Louis's lips on his. He was intending to pull away but it felt so good, so freaking right. Harry instead moved his legs from his chest and pulled Louis closed to him. It was like everything he'd been holding in, had suddenly been poured out in the kiss. Everything felt right with Louis's lips on his. Obviously he was able to pull away and met Louis's eyes. He was panting lightly, his lips still tingling.

    Louis looked up at Harry when he finally pulled away. He wasn't sure what to think. Will, he really couldn't think anyways. His cheeks were tinted red and he looked down at his hands. To him, that felt so right. But what about to Harry? Had he felt what Louis had? Or had he kissed him for another reason? He didn't know. He was confused and unsure of himself. He glanced up at Harry, tilting his head slightly to the side in question. "W-why did you.....?" He didn't even finish the sentence. Harry obviously knew what he was talking about. He brushed his fingers along his lips, heart still pounding in his chest. "I mean... I don't understand." He whispered. What about Kathy? Didn't Harry like her? He glanced up at Harry, question in his eyes. He had liked it, obviously, but he didn't know if Harry was teasing him or what. He sighed softly and tried to stop his mind from roaming again. It'd been doing that a lot lately and he needed it to stop. He was overthinking things. Louis had problem with doing that.