On a cab, Doncaster road:
Harry: (watching Louis who has his eyes fixed on the window, admiring the town almost like a little kid at a tourist spot).
Louis: (doesn't realise Harry watching him; shuffles excitedly as he knows that they're almost home.)
Harry: (smiles subconsciously at the sight of Louis' crinkled sweet smile; doesn't realise the car coming to a halt).
Louis: (quickly grabs Harry's hand; very excited) We're here!
Harry: (snapped out of it) Um... (gets down; his eyes scanning the area; the house was not big but it looked posh and compact) Oh God... (nervous) Now I gotta meet your family?
Louis: (fiddling with the keys) Um.. No. (Harry looks at him confused) It's really late Haz... They'll be asleep in their house.
Harry: Oh... (feels a bit sorry for Louis).
Louis: (opens the door finally) Viola!
Harry: (looks around the hall; the creamy white walls decorated with pictures of the Tomlinson family was enough to get Harry really like the house; drops the bags and walks closer to inspect the pictures).
Louis: (slumps on the couch; a content sigh leaves his lips; mumbles) Gosh I missed this...
Harry: (smirks pointing a picture) Is this you?
Louis: (peeks at what caught Harry's attention; groans; it's a picture of little Louis in a pink tutu). Ugh... I thought I told them to take it off!
Harry: (laughs; maybe he thought Louis looked super cute but there's no way he was gonna tell him that; eyes fall on the next picture; a picture of Louis' whole family; smiles) You are your mom's clone! Your eyes... (turns to Louis) they're a copy of your mom's.
Louis: (closing his eyes; relaxing on the soft sofa; hums).
Harry: (furrows his eyebrows concentrating on the picture) But... yours are more... icy... crystal blue I guess. (Nodding to himself) More deep. (Turns to Louis) Your mum is very beautiful.
Louis: (smirks) Harold... did you just indirectly imply that I'm very beautiful?
Harry: No. I did not.
Louis: Uh-huh? But you just-
Harry: No.
Louis: Ha-
Harry: No.
Louis: (grumbles) Just watch when you come to me to tell your lame knock knock jokes.
Harry: (chuckles; walks to the couch) So... what are we gonna do?
Louis: (tired sigh) Sleep.
Harry: (yawns as if on cue) I'm down for it.
Louis: (leads him to the his old bedroom). Lottie told me that they cleaned the house recently. (Opens the door) This is my room.
Harry: (looks around; the room is painted a glum grey which Harry himself finds rather depressing and the black curtains certainly don't help; the entire room looks new probably since they cleaned all the stuff.)
Louis: (seeing Harry's expression) I know it looks...
Harry: Dull? Sad? Depressing?
Louis: What can I say? This was my childhood.
Harry: (cringes; sighs) Well... then I guess it needs a makeover.
Louis: (sits on the bed; yawns again) Let's go to sleep now and talk about this tomorrow...
Harry: Okay. (Crosses his arms; playing with Louis) Where am I gonna sleep?
Louis: (confused) Um... I thought... uh (scratches his neck awkwardly) I thought we could sleep together (quickly corrects himself at Harry's raised eyebrow) I mean in my room! (rambling) But you could sleep in the guest room if you'd feel uh... more c-comfortable.
Harry: (stares at Louis blankly for a few seconds making him more and more anxious).
Louis: (bites his lip; couldn't handle the tension; decides to spe) Let me show you the-
Harry: No. (Walks past Louis; slumps on the bed) I'll sleep here.
Louis: (let's out the breath he had been holding; throws a pillow on Harry) You bastard! (Lies beside Harry who is laughing in his pillow; shakes his head annoyed) You fucking bastard.
Harry: (still laughing) Oh God...
Louis: (crosses his arms; pouting) I hate you... you mean!
Harry: Aww... I'm sorry little hedgehog (poking Louis' bottom lip) Did I hurt Lou's feelings?
Louis: (a little surprised at Harry's demeanor; cute) You did...
Harry: I'm sorry Lou-Lou... what can I do to make it upto you?
Louis: (doesn't know what changed and why Harry was being a cutie; but he's definitely not complaining; spreads his arms) Cuddle me!
Harry: (smiles; pulls Louis closer wrapping his arm around Louis' waist; their noses touching; eyes closed) You happy now?
Louis: (eyes wide; feeling all tingly due to the extreme closeness; taking in every single inch of Harry's face; dazed) Oh I'm happy alright.
It stays silent for awhile.
Harry: (eyes still closed) I thought you said you were sleepy.
Louis: (caught staring; flustered) I am sleeping.
Harry: Oh so now you're sleep talking?
Louis: (still staring; dreamy) Mm hmm.
Harry: (shakes his head; shuffles slightly) Liar.
Louis: (decides to push the buttons) How do you expect me to sleep when you're this close?
Harry: (opens his eyes to see Louis staring at him like he's one of the seven wonders of the world; whispers) Stop...
Louis: What?
Harry: (stutters) S-stop looking at me like that...
Louis: (shrugs) Like what? (Gently runs his thumb over Harry's jaw making Harry's breath hitch). Oh look you have a freckle right here...
Harry: (swallows thickly) Lou... I can't...
Louis: (unfazed; running his fingers through Harry's curls) You can't what?
Harry: (purrs at the contact; struggling hard to hold himself together; finally finds it in him to take Louis' hand off; holds it to his heart) This can never be... (eyes glistening) I... (lets out a breath) I shouldn't... but you're making this so soooo hard for me...
Louis: (shuffles closer; looking intently into Harry's eyes) Why not? Please just tell me Haz... We can work this out together...
Harry: (Shakes his head) No Lou... This is my burden.
Louis: (voice shaky) Plea-
Harry: (lets go of his hand) If you really care about my feelings... you'll let me go. (Turns the other way; his back now facing Louis).
Louis: (teary eyed; also turns around; exhales deeply).
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Morning; Louis' room:
Harry: (shuffles around the bed; slowly opening his eyes; stretches; eyes fall on Louis who is in the same position as last night) Lou?
Louis: (fast asleep).
Harry: (sighs; decides to take a bath).
After 10 minutes...
Harry: (in his boxers; sees that Louis is still sleeping; decides to go down and make something for both of them; probably chocochip pancakes cause they're Louis' favorite and would be a perfect way to say sorry for last night. He walks down the hallway, to the kitchen and opens the fridge door looking for pancake flour humming some tune).
Fizzy: (eyes and mouth wide open at the almost naked stranger in their kitchen; stands there frozen).
Harry: (turns around; drops the flour startled) What the-
Fizzy: (starts screaming) Dad! Lots! (Jumps on Harry completely taking him by surprise; tackling him to the floor) Who. Are. You?
Harry: (struggling to breathe with Fizzy choking him) I-
Louis: What the hell is going on here?
Harry and Fizzy look up to see Louis looking at them flabbergasted.
Fizzy: (shouts in glee) Boobear! (Runs to hug Louis).
Louis: (hugs his 12 year old sister tightly) How are you Fiz?
Fizzy: (nuzzles into his neck) I'm fine...
Harry: (sits up; coughing due to the flour; finally able to breath).
Fizzy: (pulls away; points at Harry) Who's that?
Louis: That's-
Lottie: (walking into the kitchen) Lou, dad wants to eat outsiiii- whoa! Who is that!?
Harry: (stands up dusting himself) I'm Harry... (kinda sheepish) You're Lottie and Fizzy I guess... It's nice to finally meet you guys (looks at his boxers awkwardly) Um...
Lottie: (shocked) That is Harry?
Fizzy: Oh my God! You're the one Louis had been talking about like forever?
Harry: (scratches his neck smiling) I guess...
Fizzy: (apologetic) I'm so sorry for practically pushing you to the floor.
Lottie: You did what!?
Fizzy: I'm sorry I thought he was some pyscho killer. (Whispers to Lottie) However I still have my doubts.
Lottie: (shakes her head; looks at Harry up and down).
Harry: (looks down uncomfortably) Um...
Louis: (notices Harry's obvious discomfort) Uh-
Lottie: You're smokin Hot.
Fizzy: (nods) Totally agreed.
Louis: Okay that's enough! Fiz go to your dad.
Fizzy: Ugh.. fine. (Walks out).
Lottie: (to Louis) How could you not tell me he looks like
(Exaggerates) THAT!
Louis: Lottie. Get out.
Lottie: Not fair brother. Not fair at all. (Walks out).
Louis: (rolls his eyes) Hell with these horny 13 year olds...
Lottie: (shouts from the hall) I'm 14!
Louis: Whatever. (Picks up the flour packet and starts mopping the floor with a broom; looks at Harry).
Harry: (Had been looking at Louis while he was bending) Uh... (awkward) I better get dressed...
Louis: You better. Don't want another episode of (means the encounter with his sisters) that!
Harry: (sheepish) Yeah... um... so I guess I'll go...
Louis: Harry?
Harry: (turns around) Yeah?
Louis: (changes his mind; shakes his head) Nothing... (smiles).
Harry: (confused and somewhat disappointed) Um okay... I guess I'll go get ready.
Louis: (nods) Yep.
Harry: (walks out).
Lottie: (pokes her head through the kitchen door) We need to talk about this.
Louis: (sighs) Later Lots.
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At Niall's house:
Zayn: Hey... I just found this new arcade and it looks really cool.
Niall: What? Show me.
Zayn: How about we give it a go tonight?
Niall: (phone beeps; 4msgs from Betty)
Betty: Hey babe!
Betty: Where are you?
Betty: Why the hell are you
ignoring me?
Betty: NIALL HORAN! I
SWEAR TO GOD-
Niall: (heavy sigh).
Zayn: What happened?
Niall: (trying to act normal) Oh it's just Betty. I haven't spoken to her properly...
Zayn: Niall you just talked to her like... 10 minutes ago.
Niall: Uh-
Zayn: (concerned) Ni... are you okay? Is something wrong?
Niall: No! No! Why would you think that?
Zayn: You look... dull. And lately that's how you always look. Are you seriously alright?
Niall: (sighs) I'm fine...
Zayn: (lets out a laugh) You know... that sounded exactly like Harry.
Niall: No I'm really fine.
Zayn: (sighs) Okay I believe you... But if anything's wrong, please just... tell us okay? You know we'll always be there right?
Niall: (smiles) I know...
Zayn: (smiles) Okay now about the arcade.
Niall: Let's go! I'll tell Betty I'm out with you guys tonight. (Looks at Liam) Liam? (Furrows his eyebrows) Liam?
Liam: (glued on his cellphone; doesn't look up) Wha?
Zayn: (annoyed) Liam were you even listening?
Liam: (puts his phone down) I'm sorry Zee... What were you guys talking about?
Niall: Well we're going to an arcade that Zayn found out.
Liam: (looks at them) Tonight? I'm so sorry lads I can't... I promised Jade that we'd go for a movie tonight...
Zayn: (anger bubbling) What!?
Niall: (quickly squeezes Zayn's shoulder).
Zayn: (looks at Niall; sighs frustrated) Fine then. (Spits) Enjoy your date! (Storms out).
Liam: (shouts after him) Zee! Ugh. What the fuck is wrong with him?
Niall: (crosses his arms) We need to talk.
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(A/N):
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