A/N: Hellooooo, so here is the new update, hope you like it!

Prepare for the feels....

Dedicated to: @UntilWeSurrender :)

Everything in italics is when Harry uses the type to text thing on his phone...it speaks it to him.

Enjoy!

~Hunter xx.

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Harry POV

I woke up to something poking my thigh; I’m kind of freaked out. What the fuck is it? I finally open my eyes and peer down and well, there is Lou’s morning erection poking me. Well, this will be interesting.

My pants start to tighten, no don’t think about it. Harry keeps your mind off of it. Keep yourself together. No, dammit. I guess what my body wants, it will get. Curse you male hormones.

Lou shifts closer, his erection pokes me harder and well, it’s not unnoticeable.

After awhile, he doesn’t wake up and I’m painfully hard. But, he’s latched around my arm, so I can’t move.

I shake him to try and wake him, but all he does is groan and moves closer. How much closer could he possibly get? I shake him harder and he opens his eyes, even though he can’t see, he opens them.

“What is the matter?” he said through his thick morning voice.

I grab my phone, “Well, your…ummm…was poking against my thigh.”

I watch as he brings his hand down and feels around for his erection, and he must have pressed too hard because it tented in his pants as well as a moan from the back of his throat.

“Ohh…well I’ll go to the toilet to fix myself.”

“No, you’ll hurt yourself. I will help you.”

“No, no…that’s fine…I am perfectly capable of helping myself,” I said as He was shifting to carefully get up, but I grabs him and pull him down so hard he bounced.

“No, I don’t want you to hurt yourself. Let me,” I said, trying not to sound so desperate.

“Fine,” he situated himself in the middle of the bed. I crawled over to his legs and just looked at what was in front of me. Is this actually happening? “Harry, are you just going to stare, or are you actually going to do this?” Louis impatiently stated.

I grab the waistband of his pants and slip them off. I look to his white topman briefs, and his length is sticking out from the very top, already somewhat leaking with the precome. I grab the waistband and teasingly slip them off him.

He moans at the air to his newly exposed length. I take a good look and he had thickness, while I had the length. I grabbed a hold of his member and slowly started to stroke it, earning a very loud moan from him. That noise went right down to mine; I bring my hand down and slowly palm myself. I can’t believe this is actually happening.

I speed up my movements as his hips bucked up into my touch, and I dipped my head down and lick the underside of his length. He moaned so loudly, I thought that my member would have exploded. I lick the tip and engulf it in my mouth, bobbing my head.

“Fuck…” Lou moans. As I was bobbing my head and fondling his balls; he started to move his hips up farther into my mouth. After a while he grabs a hold of my hair and literally fucks my mouth, every so often letting me breath, and then continuing on with what he was doing before. This is fucking hot, I don’t know about Louis, but this is fucking amazing.

“Harry…I’m close!” He moaned very loudly, it’s a good thing everyone is at school and work right now. I speed up my movements and he soon releases his load into my mouth, as I let him ride out his high I need to get release.

I pop off his cock, and I look down to my length, its poking Louis in his thigh and its quite painful. “I think you may have a problem there too.” He said moving slowly feeling around and soon he found my throbbing member.

He pushes me down and rips off my pants, and instantly my cock is exposed, I was commando, it’s better than being naked. “No underwear?” he said trailing a finger up and down my member. My hips bucked up, and he fists my member.

It doesn’t take him that long and I released on his hand. “Well, that didn’t take long.” I shook my head. He takes off his hand and I toss him his boxers and pants.

“Harry I’m going to shower, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” He slowly got up and made his way to the connected bathroom. He was in the shower for quite awhile so I went to knock when I heard something.

“Why did I let him do that? He would never like me. I don’t even know what I feel about him. I don’t want him to get the wrong idea, we could never be together. I’m his fucking best friend for Pete’s sake, now he might think this is something more—” I picked the best time to go by the door, a tear slips from my eye, I didn’t want to hear more of it, so I ran into my room. I slam the door shut and lock it behind me, crumbling to the floor.

Louis POV

“Why did I let him do that? He would never like me. I don’t even know what I feel about him. I don’t want him to get the wrong idea, we could never be together. I’m his fucking best friend for pete’s sake, now he might think this is something more, and I want it to be.”

I heard a door slam and a violent sob, fuck he heard me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I’m so fucking stupid. Fuck. I’m a fucking stupid fucking asshole. Fuck. Yepp, I just ruined him once again, now how the hell am I going to get him back this time? I really need to stop talking to myself very loudly. I slam my head on the wall, punching it.

I run my hands over my face.

Louis, you have messed up big this time. Way to go.

The bad thing is, I can’t even apologize to him, and we need to get him to the therapist. Well, this will be lovely. I towel dry my hair and wrap it around my waist and walk to get changed.

Once I was done I headed down the stairs to Harry’s room, well here goes nothing.

I knocked on the door, “Harry, we have to go to your appointment.”

The door slowly opens and he sniffs, but I can’t see what he looks like. He waited, probably wanted me to apologize, but that will have to wait until later.

“Ready?” I held out my arm and he takes it in his, but there’s a great distance between us.

This is going to be a long day.

Harry POV

Why couldn’t even say a simple sorry, but no. He said nothing, abso-fucking-lutey nothing. I just give in and grab his arm and we walk to the doctor’s office. I don’t even know why he had to come, I could of came by myself. Wait, I want him—no I don’t, wait yes I do. Harry, get yourself together.

“Harry, how much longer?” Lou asked.

“We’re here.”

We walk into the office and we head to reception, “Hello dears, how may I help you today?”

“Harry Styles here to see Danielle Peazer.”

She types on her keyboard and looks up. She will be seeing you now. Walk straight down the hall and take a right. She will be in room 723.”

“Thank you.”

“No problem, have a nice day.”

“You as well, see you.”

I lead Lou down to the room and we go into the room. I look around a see a few others, but one catches my eye. She has long brown wavy hair, not too thin not to heavy, just perfect. She looks up and her blue eyes pierce to my green ones and smiles. I smile back, and look down.

“Harry, why are we still standing?” I roll my eyes and we walk to sit down and I make sure to sit near the girl. After a while the girl comes over and pulls a chair up to us.

“Hello Curly, the name is Brianna, but you can call me Bree, what’s yours?” she said holding her hand out.

“He won’t answer you, he’ll type it on his phone, just give him a minute,” Lou said.

“Take your time,” she replied.  I took out my phone and typed it away.

“Pay no mind to him,” Lou slapped my arm, “That hurt, anyways. I’m Harry. This imbecile is Louis, who if you hadn’t noticed is blind.”

“Nice to meet you both, if you don’t mind me asking what happened?” I froze and couldn’t answer; I put my head into Lou’s neck hiding away from reality.

“It’s alright Harry, nothing is going to happen.” Lou said rubbing my back, “Sorry, it still gets to him.”

“Ohh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”

“Its fine, well let’s see. About a month ago we were involved in a crash. The person who hit us was extremely drunk, he was killed instantly. But, the accident left me blind, and Harry here became mute. It’s called—”

“Traumatic mutism. I know, I had that too, but it was triggered by more personal matters.”

“Really, then maybe you could help Harry here?”

Louis POV

“I would gladly help him, just tell me when.” As we were talking Harry’s name was called and he went in alone, something about doctor-patient-confidentiality.

“So how long?” Bree asked

“How long what?” I said shifting in my seat.

“That you’ve been in love with him.”

“What? No—is it that obvious?”

“Quite so, it’s amazing how he doesn’t even realize it. So how long?”

“Since we were fucking 13 years old.”

“Really, have you even tried to make a move?”

“I did twice. When we were 13 I kissed him and he freaked. Then this morning we may have…”

“What?”

“Meandhimmayhavegaveeachotherblowjobs.”

“Wait, did I hear that right, you gave each other blow jobs?” She said lowering her voice. I just nodded my head. “And your still not together?” I shook my head, “Why not?”

“I may have been talking to myself in the bathroom after of how wrong it was and he heard. But he never heard the last part I said.”

“What was it?”

“That he may think that this may be something more and I do in fact what something more; but he slammed his door before I was go to that part.”

“Wait, you too live together?”

“Yes, but he’s my adoptive brother, his mother abandoned him years ago, my family took him as one of us.”

“Well, I see why he loves you.”

“Wait what?”

“Alright, your next appointment will be next Thursday. It was nice meeting you.” A feminine voice broke us out of our conversation.  Someone plops next to me, and I instantly know its Harry.

“How was the session?”

“Boring.”

“Well, what did you think it will be, like a carnival or something?”

“Maybe…”

“Well, that’s a first.” Bree said and we all broke into a bit of laughter.

“You know, Bree we need to meet up sometime. Yeah?”

“Of course, you two seem so lovely.” I hand her my phone and I think she hands Harry her phone so he could do the typing for me. After that, we get up.

“It was nice meeting you.”

“Same with me.” I said.

“Me as well; take care of yourselves. See you later,” she said and we were soon out the door.

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We get home and Harry plops me on the couch.

“Harry?”

“What is it?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry just doesn’t cut it. You could have said something before, why now?”

“Because I was mentally arguing with myself; either if this was what I wanted or not. I had to think hard.”

“So what did you realize?”

“That I do want something to happen between us.”

“Really, then why did you say what you did when we were 13 or even this morning explain that?”

“I got scared.”

“I got scared, is that all that you could say, really? You don’t have anything else. You don’t think when I was 13 I was scared as well, heck I still am. But, no its going to take some time for me to fully forgive you. You broke my heart, not once, but twice. Tell me, when did I break your heart?”

“When you didn’t kiss me back…” I said quietly.

“Because you fucking didn’t give me a chance to; you fucking asshole.” With that he stomps to his rooms slamming his door.