Talk about awkward.

Ashton and Harry both sat in Louis's den, avoiding eye contact as they waited for the oldest lad to come back from making tea.

Harry had jumped to make the tea, simply because of the fact that he didn't like Ashton very much, but Louis had insisted that Harry sit down.

Why was Ashton here when Harry showed up?

Sure, Harry was unannounced and sure, Ashton was one of Louis's best friends, but Harry was in Louis's life now. Harry.

Ashton coughed awkwardly, finally looking up as Louis pranced into the room, sitting by Harry on the couch and leaving Ashton alone on the armchair.

Point for Harry.

"Why'd you stop by, Harry? Not that I don't want you to, but it was just sudden," Louis spoke up, looking intently at his newly-made boyfriend.

"I just... I brought movies. Knew you didn't have anything to do today," Harry mumbled, holding up his denim messenger bag as proof.

"Okay... Well, I promise Ash that he and I could hang out. I wish you would've called."

Point for Ashton.

The Aussie smirked, raising an eyebrow at Harry before turning his face to a neutral expression and sighing. "Sorry, Harry. But I am Louis's best friend."

"It's okay. That means Louis has plenty of time for his boyfriend later," Harry spoke as casually as possible, smiling over at Ashton, who narrowed his eyebrows.

Point for Harry.

"Boyfriend, Louis?" Ashton asked, looking toward the stunned lad.

"Y-yeah, I mean... I just... I was going to tell you that-"

"Have you had sex with him yet?"

"Excuse me, that's not your business," Harry snapped.

"Louis's only had sex with one person and I knew every detail, so it's only fair that I know if you two had sex," Ashton said loudly and Louis caught onto Ashton's little game.

The twenty-three year old turned his head and use his eyes to beg Ashton to be quiet with no avail.

"What do you mean, you know every detail? He told you all the details and you jacked off to the image?"

"I didn't need him to tell me, I was there!"

Harry blinked.

Crash.

Ashton won.

Within seconds, Harry was scrambling towards the door, feeling close to puking.

Ashton. It was Ashton who Louis had sex with.

It made sense, in a way, but why were the two still friends? Why didn't Louis make Ashton the father of his baby?

"Harry! Harry, don't leave!" Louis begged as he slotted out the apartment door towards Harry, who was jamming his index repeatedly into the lobby button.

"Harry!" Louis squealed before jumping into the elevator and tackling Harry into a hug. The younger lad tried to pry Louis off, but it was nearly impossible with Louis's koala-like grip.

"Louis! G't off," Harry whined after he fell to the floor with Louis still on top of him and the elevator doors closing.

"No, I won't!" Louis protested, moving to jam his finger into the emergency button, jolting the elevator to a shaky stop.

Immediately, a deep voice spoke over the intercom. "Hello? Hello, is anyone in there?"

Louis, blushing like mad at his brave action, squeaked out a small, "yeah, two of us."

"Okay, well, the system said you pressed the emergency button. What's going on?"

Louis was the color of a firetruck. Rolling his eyes at the ridiculous boy, Harry now spoke up. "It was an accident, sir."

There was a pause before a sigh and the man's voice rung out again. "It will be around ten minutes and then we can get you out."

"Thanks."

With a grunt and a beep from the intercom, the guy was gone.

"Louis!" Harry hissed, sending daggers to his boyfriend, who was biting his lip, trying not to cry. "What did you do that for? I would've talked to you!"

Louis flinched because Harry hasn't yelled at him before. In fact, the only time Louis has seen Harry mad was when Harry was mad at himself.

"I-I just... People usually run from me and don't listen," Louis whispered.

Harry's hard posture immediately broke, sensing he'd hurt Louis's feelings.

"Lou, baby, I didn't mean... Look at me, kitten." Louis looked up, wanting Harry to just hold him. "Why didn't you just tell me you and Ashton had a thing before?"

"It wasn't really a thing," Louis whispered in response, picking at the sleeve of his sweater. "I was upset at some people teasing me, Ashton was there for comfort, and he kissed me. The same night, I ended up losing my virginity to him."

"So he used you in your moment of weakness?" Harry accused, eyes wide in alarm.

"No, Harry. It's not like that."

"It sounds exactly like that!"

"Please... Listen," Louis begged.

Just then, there was a loud clap of thunder from outside, the flicker of the elevator's lights going out, and a now-familiar man's voice ringing through the elevator.

"Excuse me, but we are having difficulty getting you out due to the storm."

Harry sighed, finally pulling his boyfriend into a right hug.

The man began to speak again, but the intercom merely crackled before shutting off.

"Great," Harry said now. "Completely wonderful."

"Ashton's calling," Louis spoke, pulling out his buzzing phone from his pocket with his free hand. The other was clasped tightly around Harry's torso.

"Answer if you'd like."

To Harry's surprise, Louis shoved the phone back into his pocket.

"Since we are stuck in an elevator for a while, why don't we just talk?"

~~~

Besides the fact that it became extremely drafty and the two lads were extremely hungry, being stuck in an elevator together happened to be extremely fun.

Louis and Harry shared different stories from there past, stories that were pointless but fun to hear.

Louis told different stories of his sisters and how he used to steal Charlotte's clothes because they were the same size. He told Harry that he wasn't picked on much, for some reason, and Harry had said, "It's because you were prettier than anyone else and they all knew it." This made Louis blush and jump into the story of a girl who cried when Louis got voted spirit captain instead of her. Harry could imagine Louis in a short skirt and it made him hard.

Harry, on the other hand, had more normal things to speak of. Harry told Louis how he accidentally dropped his cat out the window and had sobbed because he thought he had killed it. He told Louis that his parents weren't really home, so he had a babysitter names Christa, who'd he crushed on for two years. Harry eventually grew out of the 'older woman' stage and began basing his opinions on personality. He hadn't liked a guy before Louis, but it seemed natural to be kissing the smaller bloke. Harry told Louis all of this, and Louis ended up crying.

The two exchanged kisses throughout the whole thing, sometimes light pecks like when Louis said he wore a crown on his birthday each year, and sometimes deep and heavy kisses like when Harry said he once cried when he was thirteen because his dick was bigger than all of the guys' in the locker room and he thought something was wrong with him.

Harry's favorite part had to be when Louis started his story on learning the piano.

"I had actually started at the recreational center, getting bored one day and taking lessons like you did," Louis had started, smiling at his boyfriend. "I was only nine, though. It was fun and I liked it. I signed up for piano class in school every year and my old best friend Casey had a piano at her house that I'd play whenever I was over.

"Eventually, the piano instructor at the center passed away, when I was around nineteen, and they offered me the job. The pay is really good and I don't want anything else in life."

Harry smiled, because this was Louis. The older lad was grinning, fondling his hands together as they sat against the elevator wall.

That story resulting in a deep, loving snog.

~~~

Eep. I like the second half better than the first.

QOTC: What do think about Louis's little story on growing up?

Harry didn't get much into details, but you'll hear it all later. His story is a small plot in the story.

PQOTC: do you like Harry Potter? Books, movies, or both?

MA: it's my life and both!!! I'm actually reading the third book for the like fourteenth time and watched the fourth movie last night and that's what made me think of the question.

I'll probably write a lot tomorrow because I'll be in a car for like three hours, but I may drive us there. Me and my friend haven't talked about if we're going to just ride with my family of have me drive in a separate car. (She's younger than me, so she can't drive.)

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