Louis and Ashton were just ahead of Harry, chatting about the movie and Harry was pretty upset.

He wasn't even angry. He was just upset.

It was late and Harry had a plan to make love to Louis tonight after a romantic dinner, but Ashton suggested pizza and Louis jumped for joy at the idea.

Harry dragged his Converse along the concrete, feeling small. The feeling wad similar to the one he got whenever he attended one of his father's charity events.

Harry felt alone.

One of the main reasons Harry had left home was because he wanted to be someone important- someone his father would be proud of. And here his is, chasing a boy who's already in love with his best friend.

Louis might not could see it, but Harry could. He could see the love that Louis had for Ashton.

They stopped in front of the parlor and Harry finally spoke. "Actually, guys, I think I'll head home. I'm not in the mood for pizza."

"Are you sure?" Ashton asked. He sounded genuine but Harry wasn't an idiot.

He's playing you, Harry.

Harry coughed again, offering a tight smile. "Yeah, I'm just extremely tired. I've had a long day."

Louis raised his eyebrow because the only thing they've done today that counted a 'busy' was when Harry had his fingers in Louis's bum.

"I'll come with you," Louis offered, stepping towards his boyfriend.

"No, Louis, you can have Ashton take you home."

"I planned on staying at your house tonight, Harry. All my important stuff is there," Louis spoke quietly, curious as to why Harry would act like this.

"Don't be a fool, Louis, you can get it tomorrow," Ashton said in a seemingly teasing manner, placing a hand on Louis's shoulder.

That wasn't a wise decision.

Harry practically growled, snatching Louis towards him, having the older trip into his chest.

"Y'know what, Louis? You're right. You can order pizza at my apartment. Let's go," Harry snapped, surprising Louis as the two lads left Ashton alone.

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"Harry," Louis spoke for the first time since they left, closing the apartment door behind him. "What's going on with you? I thought it went rather well?"

"Did you? Is it because Ashton acted like your boyfriend instead of me?" Harry muttered as he stalked into the kitchen.

Louis followed.

"What are you going on about?"

"You know bloody well what I'm going on about! You and Ashton are like a dream couple," Harry spat.

Louis widened his eyes. "Ashton and I didn't act like a couple! We are best friends!" Louis defended himself, clenching his tiny fists.

"You barely took in the thought that I had plans for us tonight, Lou. You brushed it off even when I was going to... You know! I was going to make love to you tonight!"

Louis stood still, a little dumbfounded.

Harry was going to... What?

"You were?" Louis asked, dropping his balled hands and pouting.

"I was," Harry muttered as he pulled out a kettle to boil tea. Louis blushed further because it reminded him of Harry's distaste for the beverage.

Harry did it all for him, Louis, and no one else.

"You're just so inconsiderate sometimes, Lou. Usually you care more about others but when you care more about yourself, it's over the top! I... I love you, Louis. And I just want you to be happy. Seeing you smile at Ashton, who you've had sex with, is heartbreaking." Harry finished talking before he filled the kettle.

Louis just stood there, not knowing what to say. Harry loved him. And he loved Harry.

Louis couldn't exactly find words, so Harry took that as a hint that Louis didn't feel the same way. He just turned the oven eye on high and walked past Louis into the den, flicking on the television. Louis followed.

"H-Harry, can we please talk-"

"I've been talking, Louis. It's your turn!" Harry interrupted. He looked truly upset. His eyebrows were furrowed and his plump lips were pouted. Emerald eyes shimmered in the light of the television. Louis almost busted into tears because Harry was so pretty but he was so upset.

"Harry... I want to talk to you, but I don't want to be accused of things. Ashton and I really don't have anything going on. Why can't you see that?" Louis whimpered.

Harry sighed and held out his arms. Louis was quick to rush into them, throwing himself into Harry's lap and letting out a choked cry.

Sure, Louis was being a bit dramatic, but he didn't want Harry mad at him.

"I love you, Harry," Louis choked out, gripping onto Harry like a koala.

"I love you, Louis. So much. I want to give you everything that you want in this world, because you deserve it, but I feel like I at least deserve more attention from you, Lou. I don't like Ashton but I'm trying so hard."

Louis's eyes were watering and he leaned down to peck Harry's soft lips, but Harry held on to him, sharing a tongue-free kiss that was rather nice for them both.

Harry fell back on the couch and let tiny Louis crawl on top of him, kissing along his jaw, trying to take a bit of control.

Louis belongs to Harry- and the small lad would do anything to show him this.

"Harry.... Harry, can we still.... Can we still have sex?" Louis whispered out nervously.

Harry blinked up at him, using a finger to push back Louis's hair. "Yeah, baby. I can. C'mon, kitten, let's go to our room."

And to the room they went.

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Alright let's have a vote so thoroughly read the options before voting.

Smut chapter next- will take at least a week to update. In already so busy and smut is hard to write and make it good

No smut chapter- should be updated in a few days. I don't know when though but sooner than the smut

Please vote because if I get no suggestion, I'm just going to do it my way- which is probably no smut.

QOTC:
Guys. Why don't you like Ashton?! I like him. ;(

PQOTC:
How many pillows do you sleep with?

MA:
Since if have (legitimate) OCD, I have to be set to an exact amount of two regular pillows and a body pillow or I won't sleep.