hi! I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been really busy with school. but thank god it's Friday and thanksgiving break starts woooo! :-)

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Louis loves him?

Maybe he had heard Niall wrong.

Louis can't love him. Well, he can't as more than a friend. It's impossible.

However, anything is possible and Harry just didn't want to believe it. He didn't want to believe that Louis, his best friend, loved him, let alone liked him.

This is insane.

Harry has to ask Louis himself. Actually, they need to talk anyways. It was time for confrontation.

Harry didn't answer Niall as he got up and quickly put his shoes on, not bothering to put on socks. He grabbed his jacket and keys.

"Whoa, Harry where are you going?" Niall asked. He got up to follow Harry out the room and downstairs.

"Where do you think?" Harry muttered. He doesn't know why, but Harry feels some type of anger towards Louis. Why couldn't Louis say this himself? Why did Harry have to hear it from someone else? Now, Harry knows he should've told Louis long ago that he loved him, but he was scared because Louis was straight. This is completely different.

But little did he know that Louis just realized the love he had for the taller boy about a week or two ago.

Harry got into his car with Niall getting in the passenger. Harry looked at him questioningly.

"I'm not gonna let you go through this alone. I didn't tell Louis anything, but I did tell him that he should talk to you," Niall explained.

"So, you're on my side?"

"Wha- no. I'm not on anyone's side! Harry, you're smarter than that. You know I'd never pick sides. Im just here for moral support,"

"But for who! Both of us are probably going to end up crying, and you know damn well we will. And if Louis doesn't, you sure as he'll know I will." And with that said, Harry sped off towards Louis house. Louis didn't live that far, but who has time to walk when you need to confront someone now?

When they reached his house, they both quickly jumped out the car and sped walked to Louis' door. Harry knocked harshly on the white door.

But then, the stern look on his face softened because he had no clue what he was going to say to Louis. He couldn't just yell at him. Nor could he just kiss those soft and plump looking lips of his.

Harry started panicking. He turned to Niall who was looking any where but at Harry.

"Quick, niall! What do I say to him?" Harry asked desperately.

"Um, I don't know? That you love him too? I'm not good under pressure!"

"I'm the one who's under pressure! It's not like you're the one who is about to confess their undying love to their best friend of four years and possibly ruin their chances of being together and/or their friendship!"

Niall didn't say anything, for he was looking behind Harry. Harry noticed this, and closed his eyes, letting out a loud sigh. He slowly turned around and was met with gray and green eyes.

"Hi," Harry squeaked out.

"Hey," Louis said. He was standing there, in black sweatpants and a gray Adidas sweater. The expression on his face was unreadable. Not that Harry want know what he was feeling at the moment.

However, he did. He wanted to know why Louis loved him. Why him? Why me? 

"Come in," Louis said, noticing they've been standing therefor about five minutes now. Harry turned towards Niall.

"Could you please wait in the car?" Harry whispered. Niall nodded as Harry handed him the keys.

Harry stepped into Louis' house, getting a warm feeling in his heart. He was home.

They went onto the living room and sat on the couch with a decent amount of space between them. No one spoke for about five minutes until Harry opened his mouth.

"I love you," he had deadpanned. "I love you so much. It had hurt knowing you didn't like me back for a little while. Who knew that would expand over into three years? I'm going to be honest, ever since I said 'hi' back in freshman year, I knew you were it. You were the one. Hell, you still are," Harry let out a watery chuckle, and continued.

"I've always been there when you needed me most. I was there when you were sad, mad, and even happy. I was there through the tears, screams and band-aids," Harry paused for a moment and looked at Louis through watery eyes. Louis was staring right back. It didn't look like he'll be crying any time soon but Harry knows he will. Louis pulled him into his chest, holding Harry there. Harry sighed in content and continued his confession.

"I remember... I remember when you got punched in the face for defending me. And I remember you fighting back. It turned into a huge thing that got us kicked out of that cafe. I brought you home to clean up your wounds. You had a lot of cuts and bruises on your face," Harry looked up into Louis' eyes. He quickly looked at his lips, then licked his own.

"And that's when I fell in love with you."

Neither of them knew who leaned in first, but they did know that a pair of soft lips touched their own. Their lips for perfectly and moved in sync perfectly. Everything was perfect.

They pulled away, needing oxygen.

"I love you," Louis breathed out.

"What?"

"I love you," Louis said louder with more confidence. "I am in love with you, Harry Edward Styles,"

Harry smiled widely and captured Louis' lips with his own once more. They then pulled away, both having smiles a mile long.

And then it finally happened.

A tear slid down Louis' face ever so slowly. Harry was almost shocked. He swiped his thumb across Louis' cheek, then cupped it.

"Why are you crying, love?" Harry whispered.

"I'm happy. I am very happy. Happier than I have been in a long time," Louis chuckled lowly and Harry joined in.

Louis and Harry both stared into each other's eyes for a long time until the sound of the doorbell had them pull away. Louis groaned and got up to get the door.

He opened it to reveal Niall, standing there awkwardly.

"Hey, Ni. What's up?"

"Where's Harry? He told me to wait on the car for him an it's been an hour,"

Louis rolled his eyes and let him in. "How could you leave your friend outside to suffer? You should be ashamed Harold!"

Harry turned around to see Louis standing next to Niall with an arm wrapped around his shoulders. Harry giggled (and Louis could've sworn he died gone to heaven) and stood up. He hugged Niall, squeezing him tightly as Niall did the same.

"I sowwy Niall," Harry bit his lip and looked down bashfully.

Niall chuckled and patted Harry's back.

Louis couldn't get the image of Harry biting his lip out of his head. The way he did it was sexy and adorable at the same. Louis didn't know how, though. He just smiled and wrapped his arms around the tall, lanky boy.

Despite being taller than Louis, Harry somehow managed to be smaller in size and snuggle his face Ito the crook of Louis' neck. They stood there, Louis holding Harry and being fluffy and cute.

"Ahem. Do you guys mind?" Niall interrupted the snugly pair. They both looked at the blonde and laughed. "Up for movies?"

They both nodded and broke apart into different directions. Harry going to get blankets and Louis getting popcorn.

Niall just laughed and shook his head. He began sorting through Louis' movies, looking for the good ones.

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ok I didn't know how to end that but oh well.

Larry have confessed their love and I couldn't be happier.

Have you guys seen the boys on Ellen and Jimmy Kimmel this week? I screamed.

~tangy