[Ha. Ha. Every thing seems so rushed. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me.]

"Louis! Louis, please, stop running away from me," Harry begged, running after Louis. He was really out of shape, he thought. Louis turned to face a flushed Harry and threw his hands in the air. Why did he always fuck things up?

"I don't get you!" Louis yelled. Louis was glad they were far enough from Liam and Niall that they couldn't hear him yelling at Harry.

"I'm sorry, okay? I--It was stupid of me to try and kiss you. It won't happen again, I swear!" Harry said, trying to defend himself. He didn't mean to ruin their moment, he really didn't. He just wanted them to be right; he didn't want to fight any longer.

Louis ran his fingers through his hair, trying to process what had just happened. "I can't do this with you again, Harry. You need to figure out what you want and then get back to me, because this shit is driving me insane. One moment I feel like we're friends and getting along, the next I feel like we could be more and then you crush those thoughts by saying some douche-y comment or acting like a dick. So please just tell me what it is you want, Harry, so it will spare me the pain of waiting for you to love me back."

"Louis--"

"You broke my heart, Harry! That fucking video was sent everywhere! I stayed at home for an entire week because I couldn't face the general population and you did nothing. The day I got back all you did was look at me at my locker with those 'I'm sorry' eyes, and you didn't even say a thing."

Harry remembered the day vividly, like a reoccurring dream he can't stop reliving. He just wished he could take it back. They were stupid, he had thought. But stupidity didn't even begin to make up for what he had done.

It started off with some guy (drunkenly) saying "we should totally film everything that happens" and everyone (drunkenly) agreeing. And it ended in laughter while Louis ran off and Harry chased after him, puke falling off of both of them.

"Lou, you know I--"

"Yeah, you didn't mean it. You've said it so many times before, but what is it you do mean? What things have you done and said that are pure and honest." Louis took a deep breath, knowing that he might cry after saying what he needed to voice. "I want to see the raw you. I don't want to know the guy with the fancy clothes and hip hair styles. I don't want to know the guy that every girl wants to fuck. I don't want to know the guy that's the heartthrob, the one girls pin after and guys try to be like."

Harry looked at Louis, his eyes glazed over with tears as Louis continued, "I want to know what makes you cry at night when no one is there to listen. I want to know who the person is you write about in your songs, the one who makes you want to love so deeply. I want to know why you let people push you around and walk all over you when you're capable of telling them off. I want to know you, not the guy you make everyone think you are."

Louis was crying, too, which made Harry relieved. He took a few steps closer to Louis and then reached out for the smaller brunette's hands to hold in his. He stared at their hands for a while, building up the courage to look Louis in the eye. When he finally locked eyes with Louis' big, beautiful blue eyes, his breath hitched, knowing that he had to make this right or watch Louis walk away for the last time.

"I think you're beautiful," Harry said. "I think you're extraordinary and bold and so so brave. And I think about you a lot more than I should think about another person, but I don't really care about that."

Louis looked at Harry, waiting for him to say more. He wanted Harry to just talk because his voice was music to his ears, a lullaby that could put him to sleep. He wanted to hang on the edge of every word Harry spoke and just fall from one to the other, like hanging on to cliff after cliff after cliff.

"At night, you're the only thing on my mind. It's like my thoughts are just cluttered with images of you--memories of you. Then they all come back to that night that I ruined everything and I end up crying because I know I hurt you and I couldn't do anything about it but mumble a pathetic sorry that no one even believes. I let people stomp all over my like I'm a welcome mat, because I'm afraid they'll realize I'm just putting on an act and I should go back to being a nobody--I don't want to be a nobody."

Harry moved even closer to Louis, their bodies trapped against each other. He leaned so his mouth inches away from Louis' lips, "you...you are the one that makes me think of love and bliss and happiness." Harry's lips hovered over Louis', the tension building between the two, both waiting to see what Harry did next. "I can't help but fall in love with you."

Then their lips were pressed against each other and they were kissing so deeply and loving each moment of it. It was a cliche, Harry knew that, but it felt as though a thousand fireworks sparked between them. Their cheeks and necks were flushed. Their lips swollen. Both of them felt like falling, but they were hanging on to the taste of each others mouths, the feel of the others lips, the touch that lingered on their skin from grabbing hands.

Harry thought that now they'd finally be able to get over what happened at that random party with all of those random people who happened to be there. He thought that they could begin to forget the fact that he had humiliated Louis for the enjoyment of others by 1. making him so drunk, his insides were on fire and 2. allowing so many people to film as Louis threw up his entire dinner on his shirt and Harry's lap and then share on various social media.

This was their turning point and Harry wasn't going to screw it up this time.

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Question: Will their kissy scene actually fix everything between them or are there words that haven't been said yet?

Question For You: How you doin'? ;) No, in all seriousness, how are you? What's going on in your life? Tell me something awesome about yourself or something you like about your personality.

So I'm going to this journalism camp for yearbook and I'm really excited about it, but that also means I won't be updating for a while. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! :) (I'm kind of in love with the gif of Harry, to be honest.) -M