Harry's eyes strained open, slowly, squinting from the light from the window, that felt like it was burning through his eye sockets and through to his soul.
"Jheez. Turn the brightness down." He moaned, sitting up in bed and reaching for his phone and noticing a tiny note with scribbles all over it in a pink glitter gel pen,
"Mine." He scoffed, but picked up the note and read it. It was from him mum:
Harry,
As it's Saturday I'll let you sleep in, don't be going out unless you text me and be a good boy. See you soon.
Mum x
Harry groaned and got up putting the pink glitter gel pen that was laid on the side, back in his draw, and binning the scrap of paper his mum gave him.
Looking in the mirror he went into the bathroom and brushed his teeth and his hair at the same time. His curls going in every direction with no real course, but just all over, shrugging he spat the toothpaste out and cleaned the sink and trudged back into his room. Time?! He looked up to the clock and noticed that it was 10:30 so, he grabbed his phone from his bedside table and looked at the locked screen:
Louis (6)
Mum
Niall
Sighing he opened the messages and read them,
his mums read "hope you enjoy you lay in and I'll be home at 8pm x",
Niall's text message just read "guess it did give you a boner then?",
Louis' read:
Harry
Haz
Wake up
I have something to show you
Haz
Haz
He only answered to Louis', and asked him what was up and why he was up so early on a Saturday, and finally locked his phone.
"Baby your a firework..." he sang quietly as he put his slippers on and went down the stairs and clicked the kettle on, sighing he tapped the bench and hummed, setting out a cup and putting a teabag in the cup, and got the milk out the fridge waiting patiently.
After making a cup of tea, he sipped it sitting on the couch, scrolling through Instagram and looking at all the people that had liked his recent photo and stalked their photos, obviously if they weren't on private. His phone went off and it was a text from Louis that he was coming over now and for him to be ready in five minutes as it was a huge thing that he had to tell him.
Harry waited and waited, these five minutes felt like they would never end. He couldn't wait to see Louis again. He was a really nice guy, in fact he thought that Louis was his only friend, in fact he knew he was.
Suddenly with a knock at the door, Harry flew half way across the front room and practically ran to the door and opened the door beaming a huge smile at the sight of Louis,
"Hey." Louis smiled, and stood awkwardly waiting for Harry to invite him in, which Harry did moments later.
"So you wanted to come over to show me something?" Harry stated/ asked.
Louis nodded and sat on the couch, getting his phone out and showing Harry a text he had received from Niall and Harry instantly rolled his eyes.
"Do you not like him?" Louis asked.
"No, he hates me, he torments me and makes me feel horrible and he texted me yesterday a photo of.." he stopped thinking and remembered what his mum has said- "oh yeah! Sexual intercourse!"
Louis looked at the boy, shocked and confused. "What do you mean? Show me."
Harry frowned and unlocked his phone showing Louis the traumatic photo,
"What did that text say Lou? I never got chance to see it?" Harry whispered, waiting for Louis to reply, he played with the hem of his boxers.
Louis looked at the screen, the emotion on his face, unclear to Harry. Twisting and biting his lip, made it difficult. For Harry it was difficult in the first place, but now? Even worse.
"Louis?"
"No! It doesn't matter. Niall is a dick anyway. Should we go out? Or movie day here?"
Harry smiled wide. Standing up and going towards the tv, and grabbing the movies he had, from the pile under the tv. Looking at Louis he holds up the pile and smiles.
Louis smiled and nodded at the innocent boy in front of him, just going along with what Harry wanted to do, just so he could spend time with him, watch him, and be in the boys presence. His light, love and innocence inspired him. Made him want to be good and kind. It was beautiful.
"Lou?" Harry poked his cheek.
Louis looked at Harry and nodded, "yes?"
"I read out the list of films to you. And asked you to pick. Were you listening?" Harry spoke frowning slightly.
"Sorry I was in a world of my own. Can you repeat babe?" He spoke smiling slightly, and wondered what the pile of movies included.
"Ok, so there's labyrinth, barbie fairytopia, mermaida, home alone 1,2 and Mary Poppins. Which one then?" Harry spoke, as he laid them out in columns on the carpet.
Louis rolled his eyes, smiling. "Labyrinth."
Harry turned the tv on and the dvd was slotted in, and the case put to one side with the rest, in a neat pile.
Sitting next to Louis, Harry pulled his boxers up and combed through his hair while the film played and Louis watched the screen intently.
Harry watched Louis for a while, his expressions and his lip in between his teeth, and his lip ring twisting round with his tongue.
Louis looked down at Harry and smiled, "what?"
Harry blinked suddenly and blushed coughing and looked at the tv. "Nothing I was just looking at your... lips"
Louis choked on air, the tightness in his chest from the lack of air, from what felt like he was winded from four words. He looked at Harry, cheeks flushed, and smiling slightly at him, glancing back at the tv every now and then. He wanted to kiss him, take him in his arms and still keep him innocent but he couldn't, he didn't want Harry to hate him. Although, he would probably hate him Monday at school for not telling him what Niall had texted the whole school.
Taking his phone out he opened the text and read over and over it, trying to understand why. Why Niall would do this, say this, be like this, so mean, and nasty, to a lovely lad like Harry. He was so innocent, kind and happy all the time. Why did that mean that he had to be picked on by one of the most popular and powerful people in school?
Shaking his head he looked at Harry and smiled at the lad who was now laying half off the couch upside down and his long gangly legs hanging off the top of the couch, mimicking the words from the movie every now and then. He glanced at his phone once more and came off the text and locked his phone, placing his hand on Harry's chest and absentmindedly drawing circles, with his fingertips.
"That tickles Lou!" Harry giggled, his head moving, fidgeting and trying to wriggle away.
"Oh sorry, I never even realised I was doing it Hun" Louis said stopping the movements and helping Harry up from hanging off the couch, so he could sit next to him, Harry leaned his head onto Louis shoulder, and played with Louis' rings on his fingers. Twisting them, taking them off and putting them on his fingers then putting them back on Louis' finger.
"I'm just going to get dressed, Louis. Ok?" Harry spoke getting up and pulling his boxers straight, Louis eyes crawled all over his body and stared at his bulge and gulped looking up at his face and smiled nodding trying not to think about him too much.
"Ok Hun." He swallowed and straining a smile.
Harry walked towards the stairs, Louis eyes on his backside watching him walk and his toned, skinny body move. Slinking round the side of the stairs and disappearing upstairs.
Louis just didn't have the strength not to follow, he tried- honestly he did.
But, in the end, he paused the movie and placed the remote back on the arm of the couch and snuck up the stairs after him. Slowly going up one stair at a time, hoping and praying that Harry didn't hear the stairs squeak. Finally at the top of the stairs he craned his neck so he could see Harry from the door frame, watching him naked, bare and sexy. Getting new boxers on.
Harry turned and jumped so far his heart felt like it was in his stomach. "LOUIS! I'm getting changed."
Louis nodded and smiled, Harry noticed that Louis' trousers looked very tight like his did last night and gasped. "You have what I had last night! I didn't like it I thought I was dying. Mum said it was.... an erection. She said I got it because I thought of someone I liked. I thought of you...." Harry stated so matter of fact. Louis jaw quivered and his hands shook.
"I like you Harry." He said back as he walked over to him, taking his hand and smiling as he took his cheek in his other hand and rubbed it where he was blushing.
"Like me?" Harry asked choked up and worried- but he didn't know why nor how. Louis nodded and leaned forward slowly and placed his lips on Harry's, delicately so...
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What will he do now?
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