"Niall's letting us sleep here so we don't have to drive home. That wouldn't be safe." Zayn mumbles to Louis
"You can go in, go back to Niall. I'm sure he misses you. You're supposed to be having fun" Louis says back
"I'm not ditching you out here to be sad"
"I'm not sad and I'm telling you to go"
The argument went on like that for a few minutes, until Zayn gave up and went back inside.
Louis laid down on his back and looked up at the stars. He knew it was about 11:30pm.
He reached up and touched his lips with two fingers.
Harry had kissed him
He liked his 'enemy' and that 'enemy' kissed him
* * *
Zayn walked into the living room, and everyone looked at him. Oh, great. The news about Harry and Louis' kiss had already spread. And that meant everyone knew Zayn and Niall pulled them into different rooms right after. Fuck.
Harry found Niall hugging/holding Harry right next to the hallway between the kitchen and living room. It was quieter there and a little more private.
Zayn waved at Niall who showed a small smile back. He was swaying Harry slowly, rubbing his back, and Harry was humming.
"Is he okay?" Zayn mouthed to Niall
Niall nodded slightly then kissed the top of Harry's head
"He's gonna be so mad" Harry muttered
"He's not. I swear" Niall answered
Zayn frowned
"Louis isn't mad" he spoke up
Harry let go of Niall and looked up
"H-He's not?"
"No. Infact, he's... quite happy. You should talk to him" Zayn nodded
Now that Zayn sees how upset Harry is at the thought of Louis being angry at him, he knows Harry could like him back...
"I should?" Harry asks again
"Yeah. He's laying outside, getting some air." Zayn motioned towards the back door
"Can I?" Harry asked Niall
"Of course" Niall smiled at Zayn and hugged Harry then Harry took a deep breath and ehaded for Louis
* * *
"Lou? Are you mad?" Harry asked from a few feet away
Louis looked up at Harry and his features softened immediately
"Why would I be mad?" Louis asked as he propped himself up on his elbows
"I.. I thought you were, because Zayn seemed mad too"
"Zayn's just making sure I'm not hurt, Haz"
"Haz?" Harry asked and tilted his head softly to the side in confusion
Louis thought that was insanely adorable.
"Just a nickname.. You called me Lou"
"Oh.. so I can call you Lou?"
"Only if I can call you Haz"
Harry nodded and smiled at the ground. Louis patted the grass next to him, welcoming the green eyed boy to seat himself, and Harry happily took the offer.
They sat next to each other, just a few inches apart. And after a few silent minutes, Harry took a deep breath and asked a question he'd been thinking about since the kiss..
"Did I make you uncomfortable? ya know- since we don't really know each other all too well?"
"Not at all. And I'm really looking forward to getting to know you, Haz" Louis says quietly
"I wanna get to know you too.. I just don't want Zayn to take you away everytime I get close"
"You saying you wanna be close again?" Louis asked
Harry didn't speak.
The answer to that question was yes, though. He wants to kiss him again. It confuses Harry, because some part of him still thinks he should dislike Louis, but another part just wants to touch his lips again.
"I want to be close with you like that again, Harry. Obviously, it's weird to me, and I assume it is to you aswell. But... just... I'd like to wait until we're both 100% sober, ya know" Louis sighs
"Yeah" Harry simply agreed
"I don't want to sleep alone tonight, Louis"
"Niall's letting you stay here tonight, right?" Louis asked. Harry nodded and looked up at Louis, silently begging Louis to stay with him all night.
And Louis somehow understood that. Somehow, these two already understand each other far better than they probably should.
"Let's go to bed, Haz" Louis mumbled as he stood up and held his hand out to Harry
Harry took it and they tiredly stumbled into the house, up to the second floor, and into the spare room.
Harry undressed, just down to his boxers, and watched Louis do the same.
"Three weeks ago, I would've rather puked up a lung than sleep in the same room as you" Harry giggled
"Yeah. I would've rather made out with my step dad than kiss you once" Louis joked
They crawled into the bed, under the blanket, and both stared at the cieling and let out a slow sigh
"Louis Tomlinson.. you have incredibly soft lips" Harry whispered into the cool air of the room
"Harry Styles, you're the softest, sweetest boy I've ever met" Louis replied
"I like being sweet"
"Wear a sweater to school then"
Harry went silent at that. He was still worried about what people would think.
"What if I wore something to match you? Like, we both wear a sweater?" Lou asked, even quieter
"Yeah.. then I'd feel better" Harry whispered
"I've got oen with stripes on it" Louis giggles
"I've got one with loads of patterns" Harry turns to look at Louis. Both have big grins on their lips.
"Alright, then. Monday. We both wear our sweaters, I'll give you a ride to school." Louis declares
"Sounds good to me" Harry agrees
Both stare at each other until Harry's eyes start to shut. They've got a gap between them- they aren't cuddling. But they're trying to watch each other.
"We're gonna talk about everything in the morning?" Harry whispered, half asleep
"I promise" Louis nodded