Harry's POV

How Did the Universe Begin? What Is the Universe Made of? How Many Stars Can We See at Night? What Types of Stars Are Out There?

I know the answers to those questions. I’m  good with those questions.

Is it bad if I liked boys? Would it be bad if I was gay? Would he still love me if I kissed Louis?

I don’t know the answer to those. I also don’t know what dad’s answers would be.

“Honey?”, Dad asks, “Is there something on your mind?”

I nod before I continue eating my pasta.

“And do you want to tell me?”

I shrug before I continue eating my pasta.

“Has this something to do with Louis?”

I nearly spit out my pasta.

I choke a little bit on one noodle and dad gets up to pat my back before handing me a glass of water.

“Thanks”, I choke out and continue to cough.

He sits down again and laughs. I laugh too.

“I can’t tell you”, I say. This is not something you talk to your dad about, is it?

“Just know I’ll always love you, Harry, no matter what.”

“Promise by the sun and the moon and all the stars?”

“Yes”, Dad says and nods.
“Promise by the sun, the moon and all the stars.”