People say we shouldn't be together (Larry Stylinson PAFP)

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    Harry leaned in slowly, feeling as if time froze. Then he locked their lips together, closing his eyes.

    Louis's eyes closed slowly, completely enjoying the moment. When their lips met, he shuddered slightly due to a sudden burst of excitement. He kissed him softly, not wanting to be rough at the moment. The kiss lasted for quite some time, and Louis practically ran out of breath. When it unfortunately ended, he was trying to catch his breath, his cheeks a deep crimson.

    Harry caught his breath quickly, looking up at Louis lovingly. He leaned back on the bed, replaying the moments in his head. He could hardly believe this was happening but it was. He patted a spot next to Harry, motioning for Louis to lay beside him.

    Louis lay down next to him, now it was he who was playing with Harry's curls. "Your turn," he giggled, pulling his knees up to his chest and rolling over to look at him.

    Harry put one arm around Louis, cuddling against him. "Louis, I have a question to ask you." He said, looking up at Louis, a small smile on his face.

    Louis grinned down at him and murmured, "Yes Harry?" His tone sounded more cheerful and happier than usual, for he had finally kissed his secret crush.

    "Will we tell the fans about this?" Harry asked softly. He was a little bit worried of what the fans would think but he cared about being with Louis more so the thought of fans didn't bother him a lot.

    Louis's expression went blank for a second, for he really didn't know what to say. Finally speaking he replied, "I-I don't think we should tell anyone just yet," he whispered. "It'll be a secret for now. Just between the two of us, okay?"

    "Yeah. Just between the two of us." Harry liked the sound of those words. He put his head on Louis' chest, listening to Louis' heartbeat.

    Louis sighed in content, running a hand through Harry's hair. He flinched when he heard a few of the boys outside of his door, but otherwise was very relaxed. He kept tracing his finger lightly across Harry's chest, then stroked his cheek with his thumb softly.

    "Hey Louis. You owe me a new shirt." Harry joked, remembering how he threw his out a window thanks to Louis. He wondered if a random person picked it up and thought it was Harry's. The thought amused him and Harry cuddled up against Louis.

    "How's this then?" he grinned, sitting up and sliding his suspenders straps down. He pulled his shirt off over his head, then put it on Harry. It was quite a nice sight to see Louis only in his suspenders, and he shrugged the straps back on. "There. Feeling better?"

    Harry laughed softly. "Yeah." He gently poked Louis on the stomach. "You look really sexy shirtless." He commented, blushing slightly at what he said. But it was the truth, in Harry's eyes.

    Louis blushed and returned the poke into Harry's stomach. "As do you. I sort of regret giving you my shirt!" he grinned, stroking Harry's curls once again. He lay back on his bed and sighed contently, stealing glances over at him every so often.

    Harry smiled and looked down. "So, where are we going to have the concert?" He asked, forgetting their first stop. He was a little nervous, since concerts were a little nerve-racking. What if he forgot the lyrics to a song or what if he slipped (like he did in an earlier concert)?

    Louis thought for a moment, then announced, "I'm pretty sure it's in New York. But no sweat. You'll do fine!" The boy could sense Harry's tension, and he figured it was just concert jitters again.

    "But what if I slip? Like...last time." Harry's face flushed red as he remembered how he slipped in front of millions of fans on the concert. The memory always strayed in Harry's mind whenever a concert was near. Now he felt as if he could open up to Louis freely.

    Louis comfortably rubbed the lads back. "You'll be fine," he whispered, half-smiling. "I wouldn't let that happen to you again. I give you my word."

    "But..." Harry still looked unsure but when he looked back at Louis, he couldn't help but smile. "Okay...thanks Louis." He leaned down to kiss Louis softly then he lay back beside him. "I'm bored." He remarked matter-o-factly.

    Louis grinned and kissed him back gently, hoping to ease his tension. "You're going to do just fine," he assured him. "And if anything does go wring, which it won't, I'll handle it calmly, okay?"