I Am In Fact Gay (l.s.)

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After Harry had wrapped his arms around louis, louis made an awkward cough.

"What are you doing here, Lou?" Harry asked with dopey grin on his face.

"I'm here visiting, that's all." Louis said shrugging.

"Now, what are you doing here?" Louis asked.

"I'm here for a new photoshoot," Harry explained. "And after all, it is the city of love."

Louis tried hiding a blush as he stared at his feet.

Harry rubbed Louis' back before whispering in his ear.

"Why don't you come to my flat tonight for some dinner?" Harry said before he left Louis.

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Louis had decided to go to Harry's flat, since he was in need of a friend because he was alone in Paris.

He had called his mum earlier, telling her about how the plan to get away from Harry totally backfired. She told him not to worry, and that it was just a coincidence that he had shown up the same time Harry was there.

Louis sighed, putting his phone into his pocket, and then knocking onto the light brown door of Harry's flat.

Harry opened the door with a smile, before welcoming Louis into his flat.

The lounge room had a candle burning and two red couches with a table in the middle.

Onto the left was a book shelf and then the dining table which was decorated with another candle, and two plates with a side salad.

Louis sat down awkwardly on the chair as Harry had got up and into the pantry. When he came back, he came with two wine glasses and a bottle of champagne.

He poured the beverage into the cups, handing one to louis before drinking out of his own.

"So, Louis..what do you think?" Harry asked, staring at him hard.

"I think it's wonderful Harry, thank you." Louis smiled.

They continued eating their entrées, with a little small talk. Louis laughed at one of those corny jokes Harry had told, almost knocking over his glass. Harry's teeth were sparkling as he smiled, and Louis wanted to snog the hell out of him right then and there. Louis thought Harry looked absolutely gorgeous tonight. Louis had forgotten all about being straight, he didn't really care anymore. What he did care about was the person with a smile on their face.

Once they were done, they sat down on the sofa and watched a movie.

Harry had decided in love actually since it was one of his absolute favourites, and Louis agreed since it is Harry'a flat after all.

Louis had his arm around Harry's shoulder, and Harry was cuddling into Louis' side.

Louis thought Harry's body was warm and comforting, not like Eleanor's which was cold.

Harry's head was resting on Louis' shoulder, and his arms were wrapped around Louis' waist. Louis' fingers ran through Harry's curls, and he had chuckled lightly. Louis' mind was somewhere else, he didn't even think before kissing the top of Harry's head, and stroking his leg lightly.

Harry continued watching the movie, even though he was aware that the boy who he had a huge crush on was kissing the top of his head.

Harry then shifted lightly, before Louis brought him into his lap. He was a little bit bigger than Louis' but that didn't matter.

At this point, the boys were too busy looking at each other to pay attention to the film that played in the background.

Louis stared into Harry's eye, and he rubbed Harry's back. The hands around his neck, soon found a way to the back of his head.

Harry wrapped his legs around Louis, and he continued starring at him.

Then, without thinking, Louis pushed his lips against Harry's. His lips felt like heaven against Louis' and their lips moved in sync with each other. Louis no longer cared about having the find a girl, because the person he was looking for was right in front of him.

Louis' tongue slipped into Harry's mouth, and together, their tongues dance in a tango.

Harry pulled off first, and Louis whimpered at the loss. Harry rubbed his lips with his fingers before kissing Louis once more.

"I'm gonna go shower," Harry said, leaving Louis alone on the sofa.

Louis wondered what had just happened, and why he had enjoyed it so much. Wasn't he straight just an hour ago?