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Harry’s POV
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Louis and I have been friends for around seven years now I think, ever since we were in grade school. And I am completely, and a bit hopelessly, in love with this boy. He doesn't know it, although I’m sure the whole town does with the way I act around him. It’s just, Louis and I have never been the type of friends who don’t hug or anything like that, we’re both pretty touchy and aren’t ashamed of the friendship we have. He might be a bit oblivious with it all though, with how my eyes light up when he kisses my cheek goodbye or when I blush at the sound of his laughter when we’re watching a film. I don’t know if anything will actually happen between us though, I doubt he sees me as anything more than just his best friend. But I’m at least happy to have him there next to me as that then nothing at all.
He’s currently beside me, he drove both of us back to my house after school today wanting to hang and we’re now lying on my bed trying to choose what to watch on the television
“Can we put on one of those ghost hunting videos you like?” Louis leaned his head to the side to look at me as my eyebrows involuntarily shot up.
“Are you sure? Don’t they frighten you?” Louis had a habit of getting himself really freaked out whenever he watched anything with ghosts or spirits of the sort so obviously I was a bit confused as to why he would ask to put it on. It was usually me having to beg to watch anything that sounded even remotely scary.
Louis scrunched his face up the slightest amount as if really thinking about how to answer my question. “I’ll be fine”, he replied, “You’re here anyways, I’ll be alright.”
I smiled as I grabbed the remote while he settled himself further into the side of my bed nearest the wall.
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The video has been on for the past twenty minutes and up until now it really hasn’t been too scary at all, even Lou was laughing at bits of it. But I could tell it was quickly getting to the best (or in Louis’ case, the worst) part of it all. I was half laying down on the bed next to him with a pillow separating our bodies. I turned my head a bit towards him, awaiting the expression change on his face as the background music of the video picked up speed.
I heard a sharp intake of breath next to me and a hand frantically searching the bed sheets until it wrapped around my wrist that I placed there in the very hopes that this exact thing would happen. Yes, I was secretly hoping this video would scare him, I’m not very sorry about it.
Anyways, Louis' face was now hidden under the blanket that was previously down by the end of the bed and I was hearing muffled curse words being thrown out from under there.
“Lou, you’re alright” I whispered. I wasn’t very sure if I should reach out to him. I mean, he’s my best friend so of course I should comfort him but something about it felt like too much, too intimate. But maybe I’m overthinking it, he’s just scared, he needs someone.
His eyes made their way out from under the blanket and he looked at me wide-eyed, “It’s a bit scary after all, isn’t it” he laughed out unsteady, hands shaking a bit where he was still gripping my wrist. I reached my free hand out slowly to place it on the side of his neck, letting my thumb go back and forth tracing his jawline in a calming manner. I could see a slight blush make its way to his cheeks as his eyes slipped shut while I continued letting my thumb roam his skin. I was just comforting him, but why was he blushing? Maybe he felt something too? Maybe it hasn’t just been me thinking about what we could be recently? No, couldn’t be.
A loud crash sound from the television as the video continued, surprising both of us and making Louis physically jump so he was now half on top of the pillow that previously separated us, and his hand not holding mind now gripped tightly to the bottom of my shirt.
“Harry” he breathed out, sounding on the verge of tears. My arm came up instinctively to wrap around his shoulder from behind.
“Shh, it’s alright Lou, it’ll turn it off alright?” He nodded quickly, tightening his hold on me as I leaned to sit up and reach for the remote. I shut the television off fully, making the room go completely dark without the light coming from it. The minute it happened I heard a whimper next to me and hands now coming quickly to my waist to wrap fully around me.
“Lou, baby, I’m here” Shit, did I call him baby? I really just meant to do that in my head, but god if you heard the sound he let out and felt the arms come frantically around your waist, you’d wanna call this boy baby too.
His face buried itself into the crook of my neck as he sniffled back the tears that were threatening to come out of his eyes the last time I got the chance to look at him. My eyes scanned the room as if there was an answer somewhere in here that would tell me what to do with this very cute, and now very scared boy practically sitting in my lap, hugging me. I mean , I did already call him baby so I guess I’m in now, so here goes nothing.
I slipped my hand under his chin to softly pull his face away from where he’s hidden it in my shoulder. I let both of my palms come up to hold his face in my hands, brushing the one tear away where it was dripping down his cheek. His eyes were scrunched closed and I could feel his heart beating fast as his chest pressed against my arm.
I didn't think about it before I did it, I leaned close so my lips brushed his cheek as I whispered, “I’m here pet, always right here” and I moved just an inch more to press my lips softly but surely against his.
If you ask me what my favorite moment in life was, I would say this one right now. Louis let out the breath he was holding as he kissed me back and uncurled his hands from around me to let them tangle themselves in the curls atop my head. I pressed my hand against his lower back, moving him closer to me so he was fully in my lap now, legs around both sides of my waist. I kissed him for a few more seconds before pulling away lightly to get the chance to watch as his eyes opened. And he smiled, he fully beamed at me.
“Hi” he let out shakily, letting the smile widen as I fish mouthed for words to say back to him. I let my hands lay softly on his waist, refusing to take my eyes off this boy in front of me.
I spoke in a low volume, as if the moment was too sacred to deserve anything louder, “Hi beautiful,” His face lit up as I spoke and he was quick to throw himself closer to me and press his lips against mine in a more firm way this time around. I laughed breathily as I held onto him, kissing back. He let himself sit back a minute later, with that wide smile still printed onto his face.
“How long?” He asked, almost dazed. I stared up at him confused, not really understanding what he was trying to ask me. “How long have you, ya know, liked me?” He replied to my confusion, blushing as he finished speaking.
I swallowed thickly, “A bit of a long time.”
Louis’ hand came up to hold onto the left side of my face, tracing patterns into the skin there. “Me too, I think. I’m not really sure. But I do, um, I do like you. A lot.” I let my own smile overtake his now, pulling him in to hug him tightly against me.
“God, I didn’t think this would ever happen” I whispered into the side of his neck as we held each other in the darkness of my room.
He kissed the top of my hair lightly and I could feel his smile in my curls. “My Harry” he murmured quietly as if I couldn't hear him. But I did hear him, and I never want to stop hearing him for the rest of my life. I want his voice to be the only one surrounding me as I wake and as I sleep.
“My Louis, my home” I whispered into his neck as he held onto me tighter.