[A/N]: People requested me to update this story so here you go! Vote and comment, please?

Harry paused for a moment while looking down at his notes and said in confusion, "I would love to but why?" and finally looked up.

Louis shrugged as his cheeks darkened in a pink shade and admitted, "Because I feel safe when you're around."

It took the doctor by surprise but he had to admit that his heart fluttered a bit at the gesture. He lips turned into a smile and asked fondly, "Where do you live?"

The patient thought about it for a moment and said, "I... uhh, don't know."

Harry was stunned for a moment and asked cautiously, "Well, this may sound a bit inappropriate but can I have your number? For the address, of course."

Louis refrained himself from smiling and said, "It doesn't sound inappropriate to me," and wrote his number down then handed it to him.

Harry smirked and said, "So when should I pick you up?"

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Dr. Styles had a bit of trouble finding his house according to the address he has been given but thankfully he found it. Once he parked in front of his house, he texted Louis to come outside.

When his lovely patient got into the passenger seat, he was taken back at how good he looked. He looked at his features to his clothes that fit his curvy body perfectly.

"Um, shall we go?" Louis interrupted his thoughts.

Harry blinked his eyes for a moment before nodding and said, "Yeah... yeah, yeah, where was the party again?"

As he drove off, Louis told him the address and was helping him find the place. When they arrived, they could hear the music blasting from the house and knew that they were in the right place.

They walked into the party together and for a second Louis saw people looking at them and his theory was proven right once he heard a girl whispering, "Hot damn."

Harry was wearing a black t-shirt with black skinny jeans which was different from his white everything outfit at work. It was something that impressed Louis and it made him want his doctor so badly even though he knew it was wrong.

Louis was wearing black leggings that showed off his bum that would jiggle with every move he made. He also wore a purple jumper that he adores because it made him feel comfy during the winter.

Harry was keeping an eye on the young lad just to make sure that he doesn't get lost in the wrong crowd. He looked down at him and asked, "Well, are you having fun?"

Louis bit his bottom lip and looked up at his doctor innocently then said, "I guess, the party seems nice."

Harry watched as his patient's gaze would go to the crowd that was dancing, he followed his gaze and realized that maybe he wanted to have fun like them too. He wrapped one arm around his waist and asked, "Would you like to dance?"

Louis blushed while his heart was beating out of his chest from that simple question, it was as if he could read his mind. He nodded while he was dragged gently into the crowded dance floor until they stopped somewhere to dance.

Harry made sure that he had both of his hands around his waist just to make him feel safe and started dancing to the beat of the song. He said softly while resting his forehead against his, "What are you thinking of?"

Louis had a hard time meeting his gaze from how hard his heart was beating. He was afraid that he was falling in love with his therapist even though he doesn't know much about him and it scared him shitless. He said, "You."

Harry pulled away to look at his face and asked, "And what about me?"

Louis looked into his eyes for a moment then shook his head and said, "Nothing," then chuckled nervously as he slowly pulled away from his arms. He added, "I will get a drink," and walked away.

Harry furrowed his eyebrows for a moment as he watched him walk away then started going after him. He held his arm gently and said, "You're sixteen, you're not supposed to be drinking."

Louis paused for a moment and asked, "Why do you care?"

"I think it's safe to say that I care about you and there's nothing wrong with that. I care about global warming too," and crossed his arms over his chest while he looked at him.

"You're comparing me to global warming, doctor. Do you think that I am... a disaster?"

Harry sighed when he realized how it sounded and said, "I didn't mean it like that, I just wanted to prove a point," while there were people pushing past them that Harry decided that they needed to go somewhere to talk. He added, "Can we go somewhere else to talk?"

Louis nodded and complied as he followed him to a room where it was much quieter than downstairs. He said, "Let's talk then."

Harry sat down at the edge of the bed and said, "Why did you assume that you are a disaster to me?" and looked up at him.

Louis crossed his arms over his chest as he looked at everything but him, trying to avoid his gaze and said, "You know so much and you were even willing to go to a party with me. Do you feel bad for me?" and finally looked him in the eye.

Harry stood up once he realized his patient's point of view of the situation and said, "I am not here because I feel bad for you. I am here, right now at this moment because I care about you."

Louis kept adverting his eyes away whenever their eyes would meet since it makes him feel almost vulnerable. He asked, his voice sounding insecure, "You do?"

Harry let out a sigh of relief and said, "Yes, I very much do. You are just so lovely and I guess I was just scared that something bad would happen to you. Bad things happen in parties half of the time."

Louis chuckled and said, "Not half of the time," and looked around before asking, "Right?" and looked back at him.

Harry felt like he was frozen in time as he looked at his lips and he tried to look away but it was so hard for him. He blinked and turned around while rubbing his face then said, "Do you want to go back to the party?"

Question of the day: Do you think that Harry and Louis should have done something sexual?