✧ two ✧

Although Harry was told strictly by his dad the night before not to open the door to anyone whilst they were at work, the boy was curious. Who could blame him? It may be someone important and he doubts there would be many dodgy people around this part of town.

He creeps slowly and quietly towards the door, his steps hesitant and small. Once he is behind the wooden slab, he places his hand on the door nob and twists it, flushing in embarrassment at the realisation that it is in fact locked.

Harry quickly and clumsily unlocks it and opens it wide, his breath hitching audibly at the sight before him. "H-hi," Harry stutters out, cowering a little. He glances between the two men. One blonde and one brunette.

The slightly shorter man, with a more dominant stance, waves a little, a small smile on his perfect, stubble filled face. "Hey... I'm Louis Tomlinson and this is my husband Charlie... We have just moved in next door," he speaks confidently, his voice making Harry's heart skip a beat.

"Uh," Harry swallows thickly and glances down at his feet, his knuckles turning white as he grips the door handle tighter. "Nice to meet you," he squeaks, his cheeks flushing a crimson colour once again.

"Likewise," The same man, Louis, smiles, his gorgeous blue eyes glimmering. "Is your parents home, love?"

Love, love, love

"They are working- at work, " Harry rushes out, his legs shaking as he stares at the attractive man before him, completely ignoring the blonde with a raised eyebrow and squinted eyes, who looks between the two suspiciously.

"Oh! Okay! Well, we will come over later? To meet them? Is that okay?" His voice is so soft and his smile is so warm... And all Harry could do is just nod, his mouth dry and breathing stuttered.

"Alright! Well if you need anything we are right next door..." Louis grins and takes Charlie's hand in his own, missing the small smirk the blonde throws at Harry.

"T-thank you, Mr Tomlinson."

"Not a problem..." Louis trails off with a frown when not knowing Harry's name. He tilts his head a little as his tongue darts out to lick his lips.

"Harry... I'm Harry."

"See you later, Harry!"

Harry gives the man one last smile, to which Louis returns easily, his eyes lingering on Harry a little longer as Charlie begins to tug him away. Harry quickly slams the door closed. He leans against it and takes some deep breaths in, his eyes widened and body shaky.

Harry had just met the most attractive man he had ever seen and he isn't sure how to feel about it, especially since that man was taken and Harry had no chance at all to be with him.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed! Let me know your thoughts. xo