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Mood: I Think I'm in Love by Kat Dahlia

After a few hours, Louis had his clothes back on, and Harry was holding him in his arms softly. Louis was running his hands up and down Harry's bare chest softly, humming.

"We should really thank Mr. Faeh for partnering us for the project. I wouldn't have known much about you if it wasn't for him." Harry whispers, placing a small kiss on his temple. He could feel Louis shudder under his touch and smiled slightly.

"You h-helped me to get to class on the f-first day of school." Louis stuttered, the memory popping up in his head. Harry hummed quietly, remembering the moment. That was weeks ago.

"True. You know, when I first saw you I didn't even think about Nick. All I saw was you. And that kinda scared me. Before you, all I thought about was Nick. God, I was so stupid before." Harry chuckles to himself. His grip tightens on the small boy. Louis wishes the night doesn't end.

"We have all night alone together. What do you want to do? Oh! I have some movies and snacks!" Harry offers and Louis nods although the thought of eating wasn't very appeasing to him. Harry stood up and pulled Louis out of his bedroom, making his way to the living room.

But instead, he falters slightly at a bedroom door. The door was blank white except for the name 'Gemma' written on it with different colored markers.

Louis instantly thought of Harry's deceased sister, Gemma. Was this her room?

"Harry?" Louis whispers and Harry snaps out of his trance, shaking his head.

"Hmm? R-Right--the snacks. M-Movies." He stutters and makes his way down the stairs. Louis paused for a moment, staring at the door curiously. He shook his head and followed after the lanky lad. Before he could make it down the stairs, Jace was there, staring at him. He looked almost transparent, maybe it was the meds.

"Louis, are you really gonna eat? Last time I checked, you're still over a hundred pounds." Jace said, snickering. Louis looked down, biting his thumbnail nervously. He was right. He needed to lose weight. But on the other hand, he promised Harry he would eat.

He needed to listen to Harry. With that he walked past a seething Jace, meeting up with Harry in the kitchen. The taller boy was standing over the sink, his back facing Louis. His shoulders were drawn into themselves, shaking slightly. Louis didn't know what to do.

He made his way slowly to Harry, setting a soft hand on dip of his spine, causing him to shudder. He didn't look at Louis though. But the smaller boy could easily see the tears falling from his eyes and into the sink.

"I-I'm sorry." Harry lets out a dry chuckle, wiping his face. Louis frowns.

"About what? You've been nothing but amazing to me, Harry. You don't have to apologize for crying. Everyone cries." Louis whispers, rubbing his back soothingly.

"We're supposed to be having fun, and here we are, two normal high school seniors crying." Harry chuckles again but it was anything but funny.

"I don't think we're normal, Harry." Louis points out. Harry smiles softly at that.

"You're right." He wipes at his eyes again, clearing away any remaining tears. Even here, in the dim light of the kitchen light bulbs, Harry was utterly breathtaking with his dim green irises and small acne on his forehead. He still looked beautiful with tears in his eyes and red bitten lips.

Louis couldn't stop himself from leaning up and planting a soft kiss on his lips. He pulled away just as quickly. The next words that left his lips were completely out of his control.

"Harry Styles, I am in love with you."

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Harry was casually dressed in a pair of basketball shorts and a loose tank top. Louis had worn sweats and stolen one of Harry's light green jumpers.

They sat in Harry's bed, watching Love Actually as the lanky boy made remarks on why this was his favorite movie.

They were a tangle of limbs, cuddled so closely on the bed, with absolutely no personal space between them.

After the 'I love you' that had tumbled out of Louis' mouth, Harry had pushed him against the counter and kissed him amorously, before pulling away and repeating the words.

They settled into Harry's bed, sharing soft kisses before choosing a movie.

"I think that you've talked more than the people in the movie itself." Louis commented, Harry bursting into laughter.

"Forget this movie. I have more interesting things to do on this lovely evening." Louis' heart faltered because oh, was he bored of him already?

"L-Like what?" Louis stuttered out and prepared himself to be kicked out. He knew he was probably being a nuisance. Harry smirked, eyeing Louis with bright eyes that he hasn't seen in a while.

"Like...kissing you. And telling you how utterly perfect you are." Harry says and oh.

Louis doesn't get a chance to respond before Harry kisses him, soft and sweet. His lips were chapped and cold but welcoming all the same. Louis never knew something as small as kissing would make him feel this amazing.

He snaked his hands to his curls, tugging at them softly, Harry's hands roaming his chest.

"Beautiful." Harry gasps out before kissing him again, full of ardor and passion. Their tongues mingled together in a way that Louis has never experienced, and never wished to stop experiencing.

Louis was the first to pull away, lips red and slightly swollen. He looked up at Harry who was staring down at him with such love it was almost suffocating.

"W-What...are we?" He asks slowly, his voice timid. Harry only smiles, pressing their foreheads together as he plants a soft kiss on his lips before answering.

"We can be anything you want us to be."