"C'mon Tommo, you seriously need to get laid tonight" was practically the first thing Liam said to Louis as they sat down at the bar to order some drinks. 

"Yeah. Just get drunk, pulll someone, go home and have some fun. It's been a while" agreed Zayn with him. 

"Can you two shut the fuck up?" glared Louis at his two friends.

"The sexual frustration is talking out of you, mate" patted Liam his shoulder. 

"How long has it been that you've seen a dick that wasn't your own while wanking to some naughty fantasies?" asked Zayn him smirkingly. 

"That is only for me to know" huffed Louis annoyed. Did they forget Niall and Harry were still there too? Louis wanted to disappear. 

"Translated that means ages ago" threw Zayn Niall and Harry a weird look. 

"Explains why he's always so grumpy" chuckled Liam. 

"Unsightly side effects". 

"Are you two seriously discussing my sex life right now like it's some kind of TV Show?" asked Louis them in pure disbelief. 

"A pretty boring and dull TV show if you ask me" grinned Zayn evilly at him. 

"Nobody asked you" glared Louis at him. 

"You need to relax, Tommo. Your lack of dick has been too long and we're not letting you leave until you pulled tonight" told Liam him. 

"Good then that you have no power over me. No one has" shot Louis back, slightly triggered. 

"C'mon, just fuck someone". 

"Why don't you just leave and fuck your boyfriend instead of annoying me?" snapped Louis at Liam. 

"At least I get fucked and haven't turned into a grumpy, snappy grandpa" countered Zayn. 

"Then have fun in the bathroom and leave me alone". 

"Are you seriously fighting about this right now?" intervened Niall now. 

"Yes" answered all three at the same time. 

"You guys are very strange" stated Niall amused. 

"No". 

"Absolutely not". 

"Nope". 

"See? You're acting like three immature brothers fighting over the TV or some crap" grinned Niall at them. 

"Brothers? So I'm fucking my brother now?" quircked Liam an eyebrow at Niall. 

"No, I mean.... Gosh, you know what I mean" groaned Niall. 

"Not sure if they do. They probably fucked their brains out" snickered Louis entertained. 

"I could punch yours out" joked Zayn.

"I'd like to see you try" laughed Louis, now more light-hearted again. 

After that they ordered their drinks, what turned into five rounds in the end, and talked about a lot of nonesense. By the time they had their fifth drink Liam and Zayn were already pretty drunk while Louis and Harry were slightly tipsy and Niall seemed way to sober for that much alcohol. Zayn was actually going crazy about that because his theory had failed to soon. At one point Liam and Zayn disappeared, probably into the bathroom, and Niall went away to flirt with some redheaded chick, wich left Harry and Louis alone at the bar. But before Louis could even think about talking to Harry someone leaned against the bar next to him in a very flirty way and Louis wanted nothing more than to run away. 

"Hey Sexy, haven't seen you around here before" that very tipsy guy shot him a weird smile. 

"Well, now you have" suppressed Louis his need to roll his eyes. Unlike his friends he didn't plan on getting laid tonight by some drunk idiot. 

"You're pretty damn hot, you know that?" that guy didn't let up. 

"I do" stated Louis shortly. No one needed to know if it was the truth or not. 

"Uhh confident. I like that. So, can I get that handsome man a drink?" wiggled that guy with his eyebrows. 

"I'm good" pointed Louis at his almost empty drink.

"Another one, the night is still young. Let's have some fun. I'm Max and you are?" introduced that guy himself. 

"Not interested" deadpanned Louis and Max's face fell. 

"Whatever" hissed Max and left as fast as he appeared. 

"God, took him long enough" let Louis out a sigh of relief. 

"Why didn't you flirt back? You could've pretended I'm not here like the other boys too" asked Harry confused. 

"Well first of all, it's bad enough that everyone else left. I'm not leaving you too so someone could pull you tonight unless you want to of course" started Louis and cringed at himself. 

"Not really" answered Harry quietly. 

"Thought so. There are better places to find a girlfriend... or boyfriend for you, don't you think? Whatever it would be" Louis couldn't stop himself. 

"Umm....". Harry didn't know what to say.  

"Great. And second, did you see that guy? He was very greasy and close to pissed drunk. Sorry but no. No way. Get some pride and dignity first" overplayed Louis his poor attempt to get some information out of Harry. 

"Then look for someone else like Liam and Zayn said. If you just don't want an One Night Stand look for someone who could be Date worthy" adviced Harry him kinda awkwardly. Did Harry want him to leave and find someone else? Did he know Louis thought he's attractive? Oh God.

"Nah, I don't date" said Louis without thinking twice. The moment it was out he wanted to take it back and didn't know why. It was the truth after all. 

As he saw Harry's face Louis wanted to take it back even more. "I mean no.... um of course I do.. I um.... it's complicated" stumbled Louis over his words. Silence was what followed for a few moments. 

 "You wanna get out of here?" asked Louis in the end.

"Gladly" answered Harry relieved. 

They paid for their drinks and Louis almost paid for both of them but then held himself back. This wasn't a Date or a Hook Up. On their way out he texted Liam and Zayn just in case their were wondering where he went at some point even though this was highly unlikely. And tunring his brain off completely Louis decided to walk Harry home. 

"It's okay really. It's not that far from here" wanted Harry to stop him for some unknown reason. Louis really felt unwanted. 

"I insist. It's pretty dark and late and there are very strange people out" insisted Louis nontheless. 

Without any kind of protest Harry started walking in the direction of his home and Louis followed him. He thought because of their drunken state Harry would maybe talk some more to him but he was as silent as ever. Slowly Louis got the feeling Harry really doesn't like him at all. That made him wanna cry. Of course only due to the alcohol that made him emotional. Nothing more. 

"Here we are" cleared Harry his throat as they reached a very pretty apartement building. 

"Well, then I guess we call it a night, mh" stuffed Louis his hands in his pockets, having no idea why he was so awkward. 

 "I guess. Um.. thanks for bringing me home" thanked Harry him. 

"No problem. Couldn't have let you get hurt on the way" failed Louis' attempt to joke. Where was his fucking chill when he needed it?

Harry just looked at him as if he was crazy. Louis closed his eyes for a second and tried to cool down. "Sorry, I should really shut up. I'm way too drunk to function any more" lied Louis. He wasn't very drunk. 

"It's okay. I um... should...er..." stuttered Harry and Louis knew he just wanted to get out of this situation but was way to nice to say something. Louis was an idiot. 

"See you next Friday then, Harry" Louis redeemed him. 

"See you on Friday" offered Harry him a polite tiny smile. 

For absolutely no reason at all Louis stepped closer to Harry, taking him by suprise, and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. "Goodnight, Harry" whispered Louis and turned around without looking back at Harry. Louis had just crossed the line and didn't wanted to see Harry's face. He needed to get the control over his feelings back. 

After that night Louis tried everything in his power to see Harry only as his kinda student or even a friend but it was in vain. It was completely useless. In the next three weeks Louis noticed always more small things about Harry that he adored. How could you not adore and admire this clumsy and happy little sunshine?

Their training went good by the way. Or okay but for Harry it was good. With little baby steps he got better and fell down less than before. Louis was actually really proud of him but tried to keep his feelings low. During their lessons Louis touched Harry only when it was necessary and talked even less. It was very hard for him because the desire to be close to Harry grew with every single minute. He wasn't just attracted to that God any more. He wasn't crushing on him either. Louis was hopelessly falling for Harry and his adorable happy and hyber ways he showed during their training sessions. 

But even though Louis had admitted his feelings to himself he made no move on Harry. He knew he had no chance. Harry barely tried to talk to him or even looked at him. Since that Friday Night not much has changed between them. After every lesson they met up all five at their club bar and talked for a while but without the drinking part later. During those times Harry was still the most quiet one also he talked a bit more now. Louis really wanted to hear him talk for hours but this would stay a dream. 

This was why Louis never dated any more. He knew what kind of image he had and what people wanted from him and he hated it. Harry was such a lovely person and he would never give Louis a chance. Or the person he thought Louis was. Now here Louis was, failing in keeping his walls up and avoiding feelings, on his way to get another broken heart and this time even without the other part being actively involved. Love wasn't destined for Louis. 

Exactly two months ago today was the first time Niall and Harry had walked into Louis' boxing club. For Louis it seemed longer and shorter at the same time and he made absolutely no fucking sense. Harry made him forget everything he knew and gave him a feeling he never had before. Louis knew almost nothing about that pretty boy but he was still everything Louis could think about. He was sure he could love him but he hoped he wouldn't because then his heart would not only be broken by Harry. No it would be destroyed the moment he would leave his life and Louis knew that was about to happen at some point. Probably very soon. 

While Liam and Zayn were in their own little bubble at their usual spot at the bar on Friday, Louis was listenting to Niall ramble about something but his thoughts were with Harry again. Harry who was in the bathroom right now and still seemed to avoid Louis at any cost. Louis knew in his heart Harry hated him but he still needed to hear it out loud. So there was only one option left for him. Harry would never say it. 

"Niall, can I ask you something?" interupted Louis Niall's rambling nervously.

"Sure, Mate. Everything" smiled Niall at him, noticing his nerves. 

"Can it be.... I mean.... is it possible.... You are his best friend...... It's not that I don't know already.... it's just....". 

"Louis, you're talking nonesense. Just ask me" laid Niall a calming hand on Louis' shoulder. 

Louis took a deep breath and tried to sort out his thoughts. Well, here goes nothing. "Does Harry hate me?". 

"What? Why would you think that?" asked Niall absolutely shocked. 

"Don't act so shocked. I know he does and I understand. I would too. It's just... he never really talks to me or like... I don't know. It seems like he's avoiding me and I know it's because he doesn't like me" explained Louis helplessly. 

"Louis, he is not trying to avoid you because he hates you" cleared Niall up. 

"No?" checked Louis with a little bit of hope in his big puppy eyes. 

"No. He is just a shy person when it comes to strangers. I know you're technically not a stranger but still. He's a bit awkward when it comes to people he likes. Kind of a rough past, you know" tried Niall to explain. He has never been so serious before. 

"Yeah, I know I can relate to tha..... wait, did you just say with people he likes?" realised Louis what Niall had just said. Niall just nodded satisfied at him. 

"So, um... Harry likes me?" asked Louis in a small voice. 

"Are you serious? Damn it! He was gone for you the moment he laid eyes on y.....". 

"Niall, you're coming? It's getting late. We have work, you know?" cut Harry Niall off from inside the doorframe, having no clue what had just happened.

"I'm your boss. You can't be late, you genius" reminded Niall him but stood up nontheless. 

"Just move your ass over here, Horan" groaned Harry and that was literally the first time Louis had heard Harry talk like that. He definitely liked it. 

"You're lucky I love you or I would kill you right now" glared Niall playfully at him. 

"I thought you're not gay" shot Harry back. 

"I make an exception for you, pretty boy" countered Niall, skillfully shutting Harry up. He probably remembered the other three boys were still there. 

"Enough answers?" asked Niall Louis quietly. Louis just stared at him, frozen in place. "Great. Do something about it". 

"Bye guys" waved Niall at Liam and Zayn, who had awoken from their bubble of love and waved back. 

"Oh wait, you wanna come over tomorrow for a guys night or something?" remembered Zayn. 

"Sure thing" gave Niall him a thumbs up and then they were gone. 

Louis watched Harry leave and just stared at the door afterwards. Niall's words were circling inside his head. Did he just found out Harry doesn't hate him and he was really gay? Did that mean Louis really had a tiny chance with Harry? Was he really thinking way too much about it and lost his cool side and turned back into an insecure little boy? Oh wait, he was never confident to start with. Anyways, his stubborn mind just formed a plan and either it would work out good or go down in flames and Louis had to leave the country. 

"Louis, what are you thinking about? Should I be worried?" noticed Liam Louis' expression. 

"That's your 'I have a plan and it might go wrong' face. What exactly are you planning to do?" asked Zayn curiously. 

"Being brave one last time".