Harry PoV:

Louis, who was definitely a little bit older then me, started smiling at me. It was a beautiful smile. He wasn't just smiling with his mouth, you could see the smile in his eyes aswell. It was a smile which warmed my heart, because it seemed so genuine. So I smiled back at him, with the brightest smile I had. I wanted to look as happy as he did.

So we stood there for a few seconds, just smiling at each other and losing ourselves in the eyes of eachother. Louis eyes were bright blue, which reminded me of the sky. It was literally the most beautiful colour I've had ever seen, especially with the wrinkles on the side of his eyes, which were there because of his wide smile. My heart started pounding faster and I felt heat building up in my face, so I looked away before Louis could see my red cheeks.

When i looked back up, Louis also seemed kinda embarrassed. He had turned away and was rubbing his feet nervously over the floor. I didn't like the strange moment we had created, so I asked: "Do you wanna go inside at watch the competition with me?" to break up the awkward atmosphere. And it worked! The cute Sweater boy looked up to me and nodded excited. "Yeah of course! That would be great!" He started smiling again, which made me fond on the inside and I started grinning like an idiot. Louis just had an aura which made me feel so vulnerable. His beautiful blue eyes, the bright smile, the little nose, the messy hair and the big sweater. I didn't knew what it was, but they made me happy.

Me and the smaller boy started walking and got inside the concert room pretty fast again. "How are we not going to lose each other?", I asked Louis concerned. The pretty boy turned to me, his blue eyes focused on me. "Just take my hand!", he said as he reached out to take my bigger hand. I nodded and crossed my fingers with his. His fingers were thin and I was scared to squeeze them too hard with my big sausage fingers, but he smiled at me with his amazing wide smile, and I instantly knew it was okay. My fingers started tingling as soon as our hands connected. It was a warm tingle and I really liked it, because it left me excited.

Hand in hand, we banned our way through the mass of people until we found a good spot. We probably should have let eachothers hand go in that moment, but we both decided not to. Softly I squeezed his hand, although I was nervous and my heart was pounding fast in my chest. I started smiling in relieve, as the older boy next to me squeezed my hand back. When I glanced over, I could see his soft smile while he was looking at the stage. He looked breathtaking.

Louis PoV:

I was happy. Like genuinely happy. I couldn't remember the last time, I was this content. Next to me, there stood a literal angel, holding my hand and he seemed to like me. There were butterflys flying around in my whole body. I knew, that we hadn't known each other for long, but I could feel the connection between us. I didn't care if it was just attraction or even more, I just wanted to stand here with him and enjoy the moment.

When the next song started, Harry started nodding his head to the beat, which made me smile. The curls of the younger one were flying around his cute face, as they did before, when he had stood on stage. His little dancing made me fond, and I decided to do the same thing. I started nodding my head and leaning from one foot to the other. Not long, and Harry joined. A few seconds longer and we started dancing for real. I made Harry turn, which didn't work quite out as planned, but we both laughed about it and just continued to dance. The whole time we didn't let the other one go and we did not stop to smile. We just couldn't. I couldn't.

It was at this moment, that I decided, that I never wanted to live again without the angel on my hand.