They reached Harry's house not long after and Louis is shocked to say the least.

He stared at the house wide eyed because Holy Hell it is FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. Why he didn't notice all this before, he doesn't know- because you were drunk off your ass idiot- his subconscious adds.

He's taken out of his thoughts by Harry chuckling,“You done gawking babe?”

Louis snaps out of his trance and blushes, “Sorry! 's just that...... Your house is bloody amazing!"

“Well yours is pretty good too." Harry replies.

“It's nowhere near yours." Louis mumbles.

Harry just chuckles in response and leads Louis inside the house. They head to the kitchen and decide to start off by having dinner and then maybe some movies.... And who knows, maybe some kissing in there somewhere.

Harry had prepared a nice home cooked-medium rare-steak for them, along with some fine red wine.

He surely went all out on this- Louis thinks.

He takes a bite of the stake and nearly moans at the heavenly taste.

“Holy shit! This is so good Harry! Where did you learn to cook like that from?he almost yells.

“Well my mum was a pretty decent cook. I'd always help her with diner meals." Harry says while smiling.

Harry, a cook, well the lad just surprises Louis more everyday.

They finish the meal and head out to the living room with some wine and start a movie.

Titanic, well it was Harry's choice but Louis' not complaining at all, it would just give him an excuse to cuddle into Harry during all the sad parts.

It gets to the part where Jack and Rose are having sex in the car, and Louis feels a hand on his thigh. He looks at Harry and the green eyed lad is looking right back at him with clouded eyes.

He leans in and locks his lips with Louis. The Doncaster lad doesn't waste anytime in kissing him back.

Harry moves his hand to Louis' other thigh and pulls him with him so that he's straddling him.

They continue kissing for who knows how long and Louis begins to grind on the lad beneath him.

This causes Harry to moan deeply and Louis feels him beginning to get hard.

Harry stops his movements and looks him in the eye, “Don't start something you can't finish babe." He says in a deep voice.

“Who says I don't wanna finish it." Is Louis' reply.

And that is all it took Harry to start kissing him again.

It's not long after, that Harry unbuttons Louis' pants and lets  them fall to the floor. He grabs a hold of Louis inside his boxers and begins to move his hand up and down slowly.

By the way Louis moans, Harry's sure that the lad's enjoying it.

“Faster" Louis pants and the moan just encourages Harry to do so.

It's not long after that Feels Louis tense under him and with one sharp flick of his wrist, Louis' coming on his  hand.

Harry brings his hand up to his mouth and slowly sucks the white liquid off his fingers. All while making eye contact with the blue eyed lad.

Louis looks down at Harry's hard length and looks back up at him with hopeful eyes.

“On your knees then baby." Harry whispers.

The lad scrambles down on his knees and fumbles with Harry's button.

“Someone's eager!" Harry chuckles and Louis just winks in reply.

He gets Harry's pants and boxers down in one go and grabs a hold of him. He strokes him a few times, until he's fully hard and then starts the real work.

He gives a few kitten licks and then takes him in his mouth, as far as it allows him to.

“F-Fuck" Harry curses and tangles his fingers in the feathery hair lads hair. He's actually surprised that he doesn't have a gag reflex.

A few licks of his tongue and some strokes is all it takes Harry to come down Louis' throat, and he swallows it without any problem.

The Cheshire lad lazily smiles down at the beautiful boy pulls him up to kiss him again, this time a lot more softly.

They spend the rest of he time lounging around, sharing some high school stories and kisses here and there. This is what Louis considers a perfect date.

Louis looks at the clock and realizes it's eleven already.

“You sure you don't wanna stay for the night?" Harry asks again while they're getting in his car.

“I wish I could Harry but I've to get to my job." He says, realizing that he hasn't still told him about his sons.

Harry just pouts in response which causes Louis to laugh loudly.

“Well don't you have to work tomorrow? What kind of work do you do?" Louis asks laughing.

“I-uh...... I work for my uncle. I think I already told you that. Didn't I? I-uh..... Yeah I did."
Harry stutters.

This causes Louis to frown. Why does Harry always ramble when he's asked about his work. He doesn't question him about it and just smiles while muttering an okay.

On their way to Louis place, Louis realizes that he's yet to tell Harry about his kids. Will he accept them or will he leave me after finding out about them is Louis' first thought, and he's afraid to know the answer to that. So he decided to wait a little longer before he tells Harry about them. Simply because he's a chicken and is afraid to face it.

They reach Louis house and after sharing some more kisses in the car, Louis heads in his house.

The house is really quite meaning that the kids are already asleep, and so is Niall on his bed. He thinks about letting him just sleep there but the blonde lad had work too tomorrow and so he should probably head home.

He wakes his friend up and notices that the Irish lad looks a little pale.

“Hey you alright man?" Louis asks worriedly.

“Yeah I'm okay, just felling a little down." Is Niall's quite reply.

He does look a little down and Louis thinks maybe it has something to do with that one night stand guy.

He sees Niall out the door and then heads over to his room to sleep, too tired to take a shower he just strips to his boxers and jumps into bed.

And he's out as soon as his head hits the pillow.