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"I don't think I can take this much longer" Louis groaned, rolling his eyes when Harry pulled him into a loose headlock

Harry ruffled the smaller boys hair and grinned to himself "Do you know what tonight is?" He asked

"No, I don't" Louis answered, trying helplessly to wriggle out of Harry's firm grip "Can you get off of me?" He questioned

Harry finally released him, pushing Louis away gently "You're no fun" he complained

"You make me mad, that's why" Louis stated "Nobody can be fun and angry at the same time"

"Why are you mad?" Harry asked

"Because you keep touching me" Louis replied "Against my will, may I add"

Harry hummed at this "I think you like it, secretly" he argued, nudging Louis playfully

"Gross" Louis muttered "If you carry this on, I won't be coming over tonight"

"Oh, so you do remember?" Harry quizzed, a smirk making it's way onto his face

"How could I forget something so traumatic?" Louis asked

"Come on, my mums not that bad of a cook" Harry joked

Louis elbowed him quickly, scowling at the boy "I was talking about being in your presence, idiot" he snapped "Your mum's cooking is great"

"And what's wrong with my company?" Harry asked

"Oh nothing" Louis replied sarcastically "Apart from the fact that you push me and grab me and pinch me and gi-"

"Alright alright" Harry cut him off "I get the picture" he added "Want a hug?" He questioned, pouting at Louis sympathetically

"No, I do not want a hug" Louis snapped, folding his arms across his small chest "I want you to leave me alone"

"Why must you always be so rude to me?" Harry asked, poking Louis' nose softly "I take care of you"

"You piss me off" Louis stated "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go and find Niall"

"You prefer his company over mine?" Harry questioned, mock offended "You hurt my feelings, baby" he added, placing a hand over his heart

"Oh, shut up" Louis muttered, pushing past him and making his way to the canteen where he was almost certain he'd find Niall

***

"You know" Harry spoke up, making Louis jump "It took you an awful long time to get out of that classroom" he noted "What'd you do, suck of the teacher or something?" He questioned

"Why are you waiting for me outside my classes now?" Louis snapped "Don't you have a life to be getting on with?"

"We walk home together" Harry reminded "I was simply waiting for you to be done"

Louis rolled his eyes at this and let out a soft sigh "You could have just walked home without me" he stated

"Now why would I do that?" Harry asked

"Because we hate each other" Louis replied and Harry shrugged

"I think it's a shame that you feel that way" he told Louis, pouting at him softly and making the smaller boy roll his eyes again "So why were you taking so long in there?" He asked again, walking beside Louis as the shorter boy made his way to the outside of the school

"Why do you think, Harry?" Louis questioned, his tone tired

"Well, if you were anybody else I'd think you were getting extra help" Harry stated and Louis raised his eyebrows

"But..?" Louis asked expectantly

"But you're grades are basically perfect" Harry finished off

"So you think I was carrying out explicit acts with a teacher?" Louis quizzed incredulously

"Exactly" Harry agreed

"You're ridiculous" Louis replied with a sigh "And an utter pain in the arse"

"You didn't deny it though" Harry pointed out

"I shouldn't have to deny someone so stupid" Louis told him

Harry wrapped his arms around Louis' waist from behind, clumsily walking behind the boy

"Harry, I can't walk like this" Louis told him, stopping in his tracks and pushing Harry's arms off of him "Why are you always so touchy with me?" He asked

"M'just being nice" Harry promised

"Well don't be" Louis replied "Don't like it"

Harry rolled his eyes at this "You know, you're one of those people who can't be pleased" he said softly, finally letting go of Louis "I'm rude and you complain, I'm nice and you complain. I can't win"

"Then don't try to" Louis told him, smiling to himself when they finally reached their houses

"If there's one thing about me, Louis, it's that I don't lose" he stated

Louis practically scoffed at this, rolling his eyes at Harry and walking into his driveway

"See you tonight, Louis" Harry called over the fence "I look forward to it"

***

"Again, thank you for inviting us over, Anne," Jay gushed, seating herself at the table

Anne smiled at this "Of course, it's always a pleasure to have you both over" she replied,  setting down the pot of spaghetti onto the center of the table and looking over the table; she smiled at the scene before her and sat next to Anne at the table

"Thank you for the dinner, Mrs.Styles" Louis said, picking up a fork and feeding himself a mouthful of the spaghetti

Anne thanked him sweetly before turning back to Jay. Once he was sure the adults were occupied with meaningless small talk, Harry moved his hand to rest on Louis' thigh, the action was hidden from the eyes of their parents by the light brown tablecloth that coated the oak table

Louis almost choked on his water at the unexpected move. Just as he was about to say something, Jay asked with concern "Are you okay, Love?"

He just responded with a nod between fits of coughing. He was about to speak up, when Harry's hand inched higher up his thigh, and Louis decided that he didn't trust his voice enough to say that he was fine

When the attention was no longer on him, he looked back at Harry, trying to push the boy's much stronger hand away, but Harry wasn't even looking at him. No, Harry was serving himself spaghetti with the most innocent look on his face

"Is there something wrong?" Harry glanced over at Louis, his lips forming into an amused smirk "You should start eating, your food is going to get cold"

Louis just sighed and ate with one hand. He didn't feel like dealing with Harry in front of their parents, so he kept his other hand over Harry's, making sure that the boy wouldn't try move to it any farther

"So, Louis" Anne spoke up, making Louis internally groan at the attention on him "I heard that you got a perfect grade on your maths test"

Louis flushed at this shyly, smiling and looking down as he replied "Yeah, I did, but to be fair the quiz was rather simple" he said, squeezing Harry's hand in fear of him moving it higher up his thigh

"Oh, don't act like it's not impressive" Anne replied with a kind smile "From what I remember, you've always been good at maths" she added

"You should tutor me one day" Harry suggested, twirling spaghetti around his fork

"Of course" Louis gritted out, looking over at Harry when he rubbed his thumb into his thigh "Can you stop that?" Louis said through a fake smile once their parents were paying attention to each other again

"Stop what?" Harry questioned, poking out his tongue to lock at his bottom lip "You keep touching me inappropriately," Louis whispered harshly

Harry bent down to whisper into Louis ear, "I can touch you if I want. You're mine" he stated, moving his hand a little higher just to prove a point  "Just like I can touch here" he said, his hand slipping to the back of  Louis' thighs, settling close to his arse "and here" he added, moving his hand to cup Louis' bum

Louis let out a rather loud shriek and all three set of eyes turned to look at him "I-I'm sorry, I...The food was a little hot"

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, dear" Anne said, pushing a glass of water closer to Louis "Have a drink"

"Thank you" Louis practically whispered, heart racing as he felt Harry's unmoving hand still touching him

Harry listened carefully to Louis' breath hitching, before moving his face back to Louis' and clearing his throat "I don't lose, baby" Harry whispered, rubbing his hand against Louis' clothed bum "Whether that's in sports, in cards, or in getting you completely at my mercy. Got that?"

Louis moaned softly, before sitting up straight as his Mother's attention moved back to him

"Are you okay?" She asked

Louis nodded quickly "Oh yeah, um... this spaghetti is just really good" he explained, grabbing a fork full of the pasta and taking a bite as he gave Anne a thumbs up

"Are you sure you're okay?" Harry asked, bringing his unoccupied hand to press against Louis' forehead, while the other went back to touching Louis' bum softly. Louis glared and nodded slowly, soft pants escaping his lips.   "I don't know, you seem kind of hot to me," Harry shrugged

As me moved his hand away from Louis' forehead, he accidentally knock his arm into Louis' cup, spilling the water all over him.   "Harry!" Louis gasped and stood up

"Sorry, Louis," Harry said, grabbing a napkin to wipe at the boy's wet clothes "My bad"

"Oh dear, just give him some of your clothes, Harry" Anne said, watching Harry clean as much water as he could

"Oh no, Mrs.Styles. It's oka-"

"Good idea, Mum" Harry grabbed Louis' arm, and dragged him upstairs to his room

"Sorry, Baby. I didn't mean to get you all wet"

"That's such a lie!" Louis huffed, sitting on Harry's bed

Harry hummed and walked into his closet, grabbing some clothes before walking back out "Maybe it is, now change into this" Harry said as he threw the clothes at Louis from his place leaning against the door frame

"Turn around" Louis huffed, grabbing the clothes and holding them away from his wet shirt

Harry raised his hands up in defense before turning to face away from Louis.   Louis changed into the dry clothes quickly, tying up the sweatpants as tight as they could go

"You don't have anything bigger?" Louis asked sarcastically, letting the long sleeves fall over his hands

"Be glad I'm even giving you clothes," Harry scoffed and turned around, eyeing the boy up and down.   Louis rolled his eyes and sat back down onto Harry's bed

"You wouldn't have had to give me clothes if you didn't spill water all over me"

"It was an accident"

"I find that very hard to believe" Louis mumbled, laying down on Harry's bed and sighing.   Louis laughed softly at a thought, and asked "So you got your bed fixed?"

Harry smirked and nodded "Want to help me break it again?" He asked

"You're disgusting!" Louis shrieked

Harry shrugged and walked over to lay on his bed next to Louis "Your loss, baby" he stated

"You're annoying" Louis concluded "Can't believe you fucking touched me like that, you creep" he stated

"You liked it" Harry insisted and Louis glared at him "I heard you moaning"

"I was not!" Louis practically shouted "I-I wasn't"

"Keep telling yourself that" Harry muttered happily, smirking to himself

"I hate you" Louis grumbled, shutting his eyes

"If you really hated me, you'd leave" Harry pointed out

"And let you win in your little games? Nope, I'm not going to let that happen" Louis replied, suddenly feeling a little sleepy

Harry's lips twitched into a smile for just a second before he rolled his eyes and shrugged "Whatever you say" he whispered, watching Louis slowly grow sleepier Louis tugged on the pillow Harry's head was resting on

"Can you switch with me? This one's hard" he complained, wriggling around on his own pillow uncomfortably

"What, and let you be comfortable?" Harry questioned "I'm not going to let that happen" he stated "We're not friend, remember"

Louis huffed and turned to face away from Harry

"You know," Harry moved to speak into Louis' ear, just above a whisper "the pillow isn't the only thing that's hard tonight"

"I'm going to tell your Mom that you're being inappropriate if you don't stop" Louis threatened

Harry furrowed his eyebrows when there was a couple of seconds of silence; he looked over at Louis and tilted his head slightly "You know that you can't go to sleep, right?" He questioned and Louis mumbled something quietly in reply "Louis" Harry said softly "You really can't fall asleep in my bed"

"You fell asleep in mine last week" was all that Louis grumbled before falling into a peaceful sleep

Touche, Harry thought to himself, standing to his feet and making his way downstairs

"Harry, there you are" Anne greeted "You and Louis missed dessert, but there some in the kitchen and I've packed some for Louis" she explained

"Is he still upstairs?" Jay asked "Could you send him down please, Harry?"

"Actually, Louis fell asleep upstairs" Harry informed her, smiling softly at Jay

"Oh" she mumbled quietly, her face etching into a puzzled frown "Do you want to go and wake him up?" She asked

"He looked so tired" Harry replied "I can carry him over, if you'd like" he offered "I don't really want to wake him"

"Oh, Harry, would you mind?" Jay asked, smiling up at the boy

"Not at all" Harry promised, biting on his bottom lip softly

"Thank you, love, you're a star" she called after him as he left the room

"It's no problem" Anne told Jay "Harry's quite into working out, Louis' so small, carrying him will be no problem" she insisted

And it was true. Carrying Louis was no problem at all; in fact, if Harry had wanted to, he could have carried Louis down the entire street and back

Louis was dainty, small and soft. It was quite a contrast to Harry who was so strong and tall

It's part of what made them fit together like a jigsaw puzzle

Louis didn't stir when Harry picked him up and carried him all the way to his own bed. However, Louis' eyes fluttered open when Harry placed him into his own lonely bed

"Harry, what're you doing" Louis mumbled at the feeling of Harry placing him down on something both soft and cold

"M'just putting you to bed" Harry whispered, pulling Louis' covers up to his shoulders and pushing his hair back from his face "Didn't think you'd like to stay in mine" he added, gently touching the soft hair of Louis' fringe

"Wouldn't have minded" Louis muttered, blinking up at Harry with tired eyes

"You say the craziest things when you're sleepy" Harry told him, a smile making it's way to his face

"You look pretty when I'm sleepy" Louis replied quietly, reaching out to poke one of Harry's stray curls

"You don't mean that" Harry whispered "You're only saying it because you're half asleep" he stated, trying more than anything to stop the butterflies from rising in his stomach

"M'just telling you the truth" Louis told him, withdrawing his hand from Harry's hair and closing his eyes again "Thanks, Harry"

"You're welcome, baby" Harry said quietly, pressing a kiss to Louis' cheek before leaving the room

And what a shame it was that only Harry would remember this moment

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