Louis smiled as Harry pulled him onto his lap, legs on either side of his hips.

"We have to go downstairs in a few minutes. Celebrate the others." Louis whispers, his fingers brushing the stray hairs from Harry's face. The man hums, leaning into the touch.

"I know. Just let me...enjoy this moment." Harry replies, his voice barely audible. Louis smiles softly before pulling away.

"What are we?" He asks and Harry raises an eyebrow.

"What do you--"

"I mean...are we dating or are we just fooling around? Or is this a one sided thing? I really really like you and I don't want this to be just me making a fool of myself. I mean--we've been doing this for like three weeks already and I don't know--" Harry cuts him off with a small peck to his lips.

"How about after the celebrating I'll take you out and we can talk all this through. Yeah?"

"Like a date?" Louis asks and Harry shrugs.

"Yeah...a date." The older man smiles and kisses him again.

****

After dinner with the other contestants, Harry sent Louis a text to be waiting outside of the judges house at midnight sharp.

Louis did as he was told, dressing in his nicest clothes and waiting outside of the house.

Harry was already there dressed drastically in Saint Laurent while Louis looked decent in his faded tee and ratty black skinnies.

"You look beautiful." Harry whispers and places a hand on the small of his back. He leads him to a car and Louis' jaw drops.

In front of him is a sleek white Ferrari.

"You're kidding right?" Louis asks and Harry shakes his head, smirking.

"Like it?"

"Well...there are two things in front of me that I'd like to ride." Louis says and Harry chokes on his spit, turning red.

"You--you're going to kill me." Harry mutters before opening the door and letting Louis sit inside. He looks in awe at the white and black leather seats and black console.

Harry runs around the hood of the car and settles into the drivers side.

"So, where're you taking me?" Louis asks and Harry smiles.

"I rented some place where we could be alone." Harry whispers and the small boy smiles. Before he could ask him where it was they we're coasting down the streets, the loud hum of the engine the only noise between them.

When they pull up to a dome like building Louis is confused at first. Then he catches the word planetarium and he's even more so.

He looks at Harry as they park and get out of the car. Harry takes his hand and swings their arms between them.

"I know you're confused but just trust me. My friend Jake owns this place and I asked if he could keep it open for us and work everything for us." Harry explains and Louis hums.

They make their way to the door, Louis blushing as Harry opens it for him. The inside was dim, a small light shining from a lamp on a desk in the middle of the room. A man sat on the desk, spinning in his chair absentmindedly.

He stopped when he saw the two enter and smiled. He was probably in his thirties with a head full of black hair and sharp blue eyes.

"Harry! Hey! Was wondering when you'd show up. This him, eh?" Jake asks nodding towards Louis. Harry nodded, running his hand down Louis' back.

"Yeah. This is Louis. How are you, Jake?" The two men start talking about their lives and Louis is left staring at his feet.

"Okay. I don't want to keep you waiting. Follow me." Jake starts walking down a hall and the two follow. They enter a room with a round ceiling and a table set up in the middle.

"Cleared the room out for you guys. Okay. Enjoy yourself, mate." Jake winks and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Louis and Harry are left alone in the dark room. The older man led Louis to the table and they sat down across from each other.

A voice came from the speaker that oddly sounded like Jake and he explained what they would be seeing and then it went quiet again.

Until the room came alive. Stars and galaxies and planets floated around them, covering the entire room. Louis gasped and looked around, all the blues and whites and reds and just absolutely amazing colors fascinating him.

"This is...this is beautiful." He whispers and he looks at Harry who was staring at him with such a fond smile it was suffocating.

The taller lad leaned over and interlaced their fingers. Louis looks at their hands and blushes.

"You wanted to talk?" Harry asks softly, his hand opening Louis' and tracing the palm with his forefinger.

"Y-Yeah. I--uh..." Louis couldn't think straight. This man was making his head dizzy and his stomach was doing flips.

"If it means anything to you, I really really like you too. I don't want this to be just a fling or whatever." Harry says furrowing his eyebrows. Louis laughs because they haven't even had sex yet. It was mainly late night make out sessions that led to cuddling that led to talking about the most random things.

"I just...I don't want to be used. I've been used in the past. Just because I have money and people take advantage of me. I just want to make sure you're not doing that."

"I'll never do that to you, Harry. I thought you were taking advantage of me. I mean. I'm seventeen. I know it's consensual and stuff but I just don't know if I'm just being naïve." Louis mumbles the last part with a slight blush.

Harry smiles.

"Princess, right now all I see is you. I don't see the planets and the stars and the galaxies. I see you. Only you." Louis blushes again and looks down at their hands.

"So...boyfriends?" He asks shyly. Harry waits a second before answering, a grin on his face.

"Boyfriends."