Harry age 3, Louis age 6

Harry was going to the park to celebrate his 3rd birthday. But what he didn't know was that there was a surprise party.

"C'mon mom I wanna go on the 'wing!" a little Harry says, looking up to his mom, trying to pull her to go faster. He let go and bolted off towards the swing set.

"Harry wait, I don't want you to fall," Anne tells him sternly. Harry stopped, and waited for his mother to catch up.

They walk for a few more minutes and they reach a banner that says, "Happy Birthday!" Harry turns around, and before he is able to say something he hears, "Happy Birthday Harry!" he let go of his mom's hand and ran towards the party.

"Ohhh...you're...you're..." Harry is trying to say looking up to the man dressed as Spiderman.

"Hello there, and who might you be?"

"My...name...is...Hawwy...you're...you're Spiderman!" Harry looked in awe at the figure in front of him, and the man chuckled.

"Well, if you're name is Harry, then aren't you the birthday boy?" Harry nods feverently grinning, showing off his dimples.

Spiderman kneels down to Harry's height. "Well, since you're the birthday boy, this is yours," he says, handing him a new action figure that had recently came out.

Harry quickly reacted by jumping up, almost knocking over Spiderman, and hugging him, yelling out 'Thanks you's.

While Harry was celebrating his birthday, across the park there was a little boy, Louis. He was not having the best day, so he ran off. His mother was too preoccupied with his sister to realize he had run off. Not only does he seem invisible to his family, he gets bullied at school. The kids make fun of his eyes, saying they are too girly to be on a boy, his voice is too high, and he's to hyper. Louis doesn't understand it's just who he is, he can't help it. Sometimes he came home crying, and his mom wouldn't care. The only person that would was his father, but he was always at work and nevr got a chance to talk to Louis. But, his father always knew that he was having a rough day. He would end up in Louis' room at night, fiddling with his hair while they say on the bed. He just wishes his son could be himself and not let people get to him. When you get around all of the those things, he's a really nice young boy, always thinking of others before him.

Anyways, Louis wandered off, except his father was following slowly behind.

Louis heard some yelling, and he looked over and saw a party. Oh how he wishes he could go. He turns and walks half way before he sits on the grass and starts crying. No one wants him, not even his own mother. He only has a few friends and he is bullied by everyone else.

Louis looks up and notices a little boy jumping up and down in excitement. He notices his curls, and lanky figure, and is intrigued by him. He watches him from afar until Harry turns his head. Green eyes locked to blue eyes and it was like time stood still. Nothing was moving. It was just them looking at each other.

As Louis was wandering around, Harry was in awe with his party. He had some friends and family here. He was so excited that he started jumping up and down. But, he can't shake off the feeling of someone watching him. So he stops and turns and spots a young boy, who looks like he'd been crying. Harry broke the eye contact and ran over to his mom.

"Mommy, that boy is crying. Can he come to the party?" Harry asks, looking up to Anne while pointing to the lonely boy.

"Sure, honey, let's go," Anne says, holding Harry's hand as they walk.

Louis is now looking on the ground, and he hears steps behind him. He turns and his father is kneeling down. "What's wrong Lou?"

"Uhh-"

"Excuse me, sir. My son, Harry was wondering if this little guy wanted to join the party? He noticed how lonely he looked and was thinking it would be nice to invite him."

Louis smiles and nods looking up to his father. "I think Louis here would like that a lot. Right buddy?" Louis nods and gets up so he can hug his father before turning back to Harry

"Hi, Lo-Lo-ee" Harry trying to pronounce his name, but failing miserably. Louis chuckles, "You can call me Lou if you want Harry." Harry nods in agreement.

Harry grabs his hand and pulls him across the park.

"Harry, slow down!" Louis giggles. They get to the other side, and Louis runs to Spiderman, and since he's so tiny he pulls on his pant leg.

"You're spiderman!" Louis beams up at the superhero.

"Who else would I be?" he replies cheekily, "Now who might you be?"

"Louis."

"Well, Louis, is Harry your friend?" Louis looks over and Harry nods.

He turns back to Spiderman and nods his head. "Because friends of Harry get this," Spiderman said, handing him the action figure. Louis jumped in excitement, delighted with the new toy.

Little did Harry know that he made Louis' life so much better with that day. They were always together. Never did they leave each others' sides. Louis finally had someone, other than his father, who cared about him and who wanted to spend time with him without any problems.

Harry 6, Louis 9

"Loueeeee! Where are you!" Harry is frantically running all over the park to find his friend. They are now playing hide and seek as Anne and Mark look on to make sure they don't run off too far. It's been about 10 minutes since Harry had called ready or not but, he couldn't seem to find Louis.

As he was walking by the bushes he hears a snicker. Harry stopped before shaking his head. He fakes walking away, making Louis poke his head out of the shrub.

"Gotcha!" Harry yells.

"Hey, you cheated," Louis pouts and folds his arms over his chest.

"No I didn't. It's called thinking, you should do it sometime," Harry replies jokingly

 "Mean," Louis runs off in the direction to his father.

These were the days they would later cherish forever.

Harry  7 Louis 10

"Harry..." Louis comes in the yard in tears.

"Lou, what's wrong?" Harry asks running over to Louis.

"I'm moving," Louis mumbles, facing the ground.

"No! You can't move! You're my best friend! You can't leave me!" Harry was now in hysterics thinking of how he would be able to survive without his best friend.\

"Hey, Harry come here." Louis opens his arms, "Don't cry. We can write to each other, how does that sound?" Harry nods.

"Lou, can I try something?" Lou cocks his eyebrow in confusion.

"What?" Harry leans forward and presses his lips to Louis. At first he tenses, but then relaxes once he realized what is happening. Harry breaks away and smiles at him.

"Wha---Why?" Louis asks confusingly

"Because, ever since I first saw you, I knew you were different. And now, since I may never be able to do it, I decided why not." Louis shakes his head and kisses Harry once more. Both in big smiles as they pull apart.

When they pulled apart they looked into each others eyes. The things each other saw was happiness, love and hope. Happiness of their friendship, their love for each other, and hope that some day they will see each other again.

Little did they know, Anne was watching from the kitchen with a tears streaming down her face. Her little baby boy was growing up fast. She always knew that Louis meant so much to her son, and she always wanted her son to be happy, so she didn't see the problem with their 'special' relationship.

Harry and Louis spent the whole day together, cherishing the small moments they had.

"Bye, Harry," Louis said thickly through tears hugging Harry.

"Bye, Lou. I'll miss you...and I love you," Harry said and he leaned in to plant a kiss on Louis' cheek.

They hugged for what seemed like forever until Louis really had to leave. But, Harry doesn't want to let go. He just can't. How could you let someone go if you love them?

"If you love someone then set them free. If they come back, they're yours; if they don't, they never were," Louis whispers, pulling away from Harry's tight embrace.

Harry let go of Louis and watched as he left, hoping one day he would return. 

 Written by: @HunterMay18