Harry woke up to banging on his door. "Harry make yourself presentable. You have a visitor." His mum shouted.

Harry groaned but opened his eyes and looked at the alarmclock on his nightstand... half past seven. Why would he have a visitor at seven thirty in the morning on a saturday? He knew his mum had to go to work but...-

"Harry, hurry! I'm off to work. Don't let him wait too long." His mum shouted through the house and he heard the front door shut.

Harry made quick work on taming his curls and putting on some sweatshirt and jeans. Then he put some sugarfree gum into his mouth against his morning breath. Assuming the visitor was in the living room he hurried down the stairs. "Sorry. I was still sleep-..." Harry began, but cut himself off as soon as he saw him.

He stood up as soon as Harry stepped into the room, holding a boquette of  colourful flowers, he looked so fucking adorably nervous.

"Louis." He came closer to Harry and held out the flowers for him. "They're beautiful. But, why?" Fear was evident in his voice. Louis could either say sorry and that he still wants to be with him or he could say sorry but he doesn't want to be with him.

Louis laid the flowers next to them on the small table before he pulled the younger boy into a tight hug. "I'm so sorry."

Harry took a deep breath, "It's okay, but please don't let what happened get between us. I can still be your friend. Please Lou, I-..."

"No!" Louis interrupted and pulled back. But as soon as he saw Harrys' hurt expression he quickly added, "I mean, I'm sorry for... for being an idiot."

Harry let out a breathy laugh, sounding relieved, "So you... you didn't want to be with Eleanor?"

Louis shook his head, "No, gosh, no! I'm gay, remember?"

Harry looked into his eyes and saw how sincere Louis was, how much he meant it and it took everything for him not to lean forward and close the small distance between their faces. But he was still confused and hurt, "So why did you do it? Avoid me, I mean."

Louis looked down to where their chests were mere inches apart, away from Harrys' eyes. "I paniced. In the dance class, I mean... I, I just found out two weeks prior and I already come out and have a boyfriend?" He tightened his grip on Harry like he was afraid that he would leave. "I mean, I just... I wasn't sure if I was ready to come out."

Harry nodded slowly, "Why didn't you tell me? I would have understood."

Louis laughed breathy, "As you said, I'm an idiot."

"Okay, but why didn't you answer my calls?" Harry asked, looking at Louis' feathery hair since he still wouldn't look up at him.

Louis took a deep breath but didn't loosen his grip on Harry. The taller squeezed his waist, reassuring him that he wouldn't leave and encouraging him to go on. "After you... you were so angry and I thought you wouldn't want to put up with me now. I thought I'd give you space and, and... I-, you... I was afraid what would happen when I would pick up your call, and I just... I guess I tend to not deal with my problems." He laughed humourlessly, "My mum hated me for that."

Harry put a finger under Louis' chin and lifted his face so he was finally able to see the gorgous blue eyes that he missed so dearly and which now were filled with regret and uncertainity. He leaned down and covered his lips with his own. Louis made a surprised sound in the back of his throat but let his eyes flutter shut kissing back. Their lips moved together slowly, relishing the feeling of warmth and just each other.

Louis was the one pulling back after a few seconds. "So you forgive me? You're not mad?"

Harry sighed and smiled softly, caressing the older boys' cheek, "This is only the beginning of... err, this. Us. And I can't stay mad at something you didn't know better. And... I really want this to work."

Louis' eyes couldn't shine brighter if he tried, "I want this to work too."

Harry gave him a short peck, "Just talk to me next time something bothers you, okay?"

"Okay."

And with that they were back to kissing, more heated this time. Harry ended up on the couch on top of Louis, caressing the skin under his shirt and Louis' hands in his curls.

"Now, now, boys." They heard a voice, causing Harry to groan and bury his face in Louis' neck. "Before you go further please remember I'm here too." Harrys' father continued.

Louis laughed even though he looked bashful and patted Harrys' back, "Come on, Hazza. How about breakfast?"

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They got back at it in Harrys' room after breakfast because his father went glocery shopping and they were horny. So Louis pushed the younger boy onto the bed and climbed on top of him attaching their lips. Harry wrapped his arms around the boys' waist to pull him closer and sighed happily into the hungry kiss. He didn't hesistate to open his mouth as Louis' toughe ran over his bottom lip, asking for entrance. the moan that escaped Louis' throat sent a wave of arousal through Harrys' stomach. His hips snapped up causing both to groan into each others mouth at the friction.

Louis' hands wandered down the other boys' torso. Once he reached the bottom of his shirt he slipped his hands under it to roam over Harrys' skin causing him to shiver. Louis bit the younger boys' bottom lip and opened his eyes. He pushed Harrys' shirt up and sat up a bit to help hom getting rid of it completely. "Yours too." Harry panted and Louis complied.

Once both were shirtless the younger boy tugged Louis down by his neck so their chests collided and their lips melted together again. Their moans were muffled by each others mouth and their tounges tangled together. Louis grinded his hips down to create some friction, his hands mapping out Harrys' skin wherever he could reach.

Louis hadn't done something like that with a boy ever before, except the one time on the couch. It wasn't much different from a girl but so, so much better than anything he had done before. He swore he could come from this. The way Harry moved, his deep moans, his huge hands, his smell, the friction, the outline of Harrys' prick against his...

Louis went from the other boys' lips to nibble at the underside of his jaw. Then he went to suck a lovebite onto Harrys' neck. He moaned and bucked his hips up, bringing Louis' attention to how they were still in their jeans. So he brought his hands down to the other boys' waistband. Harry got the hint and it wasn't long until Louis' jeans were on the floor too.

Their bodys found a rhythm to move together, grinding their crotches together. "Fuck, Lou, I'm gonna come- come in my boxers like- aah...- like a fucking teenager." Harry panted. If the situation was different he would have laughed.

Right now, though, he growled into Harrys' neck, "You are a fucking teenager."

Harrys' nails dug into the older boys' back. "Lou, Lou, uh... I mean it."

Louis shoved a hand into Harrys' boxers and began jerking him off, "Come then." He whispered into the younger boys' ear and bit into his earlobe. That was all it took for Harry to snap his hips up into Louis' fist and coming in his boxers.

Then he laid there trying to catch his breath looking up at the beautiful boy above him. Louis looked back for a few seconds, admiring the way Harry looked after he came, before giving him one last peck on the lips and sitting back on his heels. He took his boxers off and and went to jerk himfelf off but Harry sat up and caught his wrist. "Wait, I'll-... I'll do it."

He was still a Little out of breath but he pushed Louis on his back before leaning down and sucking a lovebite into his neck. "Harry." Louis groaned, "Don't tease."

"Pacience, love." Harry mumbled into the skin at Louis' collarbones.

"Look who's talking. You already ca-... aah, fuck!" He cut off his complaint as he felt Harrys' tounge on his dick. Harry gave him a few kitten licks before wrapping his lips around the head. Louis watched wide eyed as the curly haired boy sunk down his cock. Harry looked back up at him, tears building as it hit the back of his throat. "Aah, fuck!" Louis moaned and threw his head back in pleasure. He felt Harry going up before sinking back down and sucking. "Shit Harry. So good." The praise encouraged Harry and he relaxed his throat so he could take him deeper. "Fuck!" Louis moaned and looked back at the younger boy, hand going down to ran them through his curls. Harry looked up with wide, watery green eyes and that's when Louis lost it.

He tugged at Harrys' curls attempting to get him off. Harry bobbed his head up to give Louis a paticulary hard suck and tighted his grip on Louis' thights before taking him down his throat until his nose touched Louis' pubic hair. Louis came with a loud moan of Harrys' name into the other boys' mouth who swallowed. Once he was done he licked his lips to make sure he caught everything while making sure Louis watched him.

Louis groaned, "Fuck, Haz. You're gonna be the death of me." Harry grinned wickedly and let himself fall next to Louis, who commented, "Maybe you should change your underwear."

The boy groaned, "But I'm tired and lazy." Louis laughed, got up and rummaged through Harrys' closet searching for underwear. Once he found them he threw one to the lazy boy on the bed, receiving a "thank you,". Then he took one for himself and put it on and walked back to Harry who looked half asleep.

"Hazza?" He hummed in response, "Don't you want to get up?"

"No." Harry pouted, "I'm sleepy. You woke me up early."

"Sorry." 

Harry hummed again and said, "That's why you have to cuddle with me now."

Louis chuckled, "Gladly."

He laid down next to Harry and pulled the blanket over them. Then he wrapped an arm around The other boys' shoulder and threw a leg over his hip. Harrys' arm wrapped around his waist and his face was nuzzled into his neck.

"You're comfy." Louis commented.

Harry giggled, "You too. Now sleep."