I Want What You Have - l.s

Chapter 12 - Louis

They. Kissed.

They actually fucking kissed!!!

Harry kissed Louis! Or maybe technically Louis kissed Harry. All Louis remembers is the burning sensation of Harry's lips on his own and now that he's had a taste, Louis just wants more. He can't honestly comprehend that it really happened. It feels like a fever dream to him.

It's all Louis' thought about over the weekend. After they had gone back down to Zayn's den, Harry kept glancing at Louis so their eyes would meet. It felt like they could communicate everything they didn't know how to say in those looks: We just kissed. It was a good kiss. I know you liked it too. I want to do it again with you...

He and Harry have not gotten the chance to actually talk about it. The boys had all crashed not long after Louis and Harry went back down to the den and they never got another chance alone. Louis had laid awake for a while wondering what it meant, wondering if Harry was awake and thinking the same, wondering if they would be doing it again. Before he knew it, a pillow thrown by Liam hit his head causing him to wake up after he must've fallen asleep. It wasn't so bad what with the sweet smell of waffles wafting down from the kitchen though. During breakfast, Louis had kept trying to catch Harry's eye to communicate that they should steal a moment away from the boys. Yet every time he got close, one of the boys or one of Zayn's family would distract Louis so he was never able to steal Harry away for a moment.

Now that it's Monday, and a couple days have passed, Louis' got all these doubts floating around in his head. At first, he had felt pretty confident that Harry has the same feelings for Louis as he Louis does for him, but now Sunday's turned to Monday and he's not so sure.

Where do they stand now? Do they act like nothing happened? Are they friends with benefits now? Are they more? Does Louis even want it to be more? He doesn't even know his sexuality... All he knows is that having Harry pressed against him, his lips sliding in tune with his own, has got to be the absolute best feeling that anyone has ever felt on this Earth. Like seriously. Everyone needs to get themselves a Harry Styles.

Louis finishes tugging on his shirt as he gets ready for school, he can feel the nerves swirling through him in anticipation of having to go pick up Harry. It'll be the first time that they will be alone together since the kiss. Harry's been the first thing Louis thinks about when he wakes up and the last thing he thinks about when he goes to sleep. It's a little nerve-racking thinking about how he will actually be seeing him in the flesh soon, but... he's also pretty excited by the fact that Harry may have been thinking about him just as much..

Once Louis' done getting dressed and has collected his things for school, he goes downstairs to have breakfast with his sisters before leaving to pick up Harry. His nerves only seem to worsen while he drives to Harry's house, forming a tangled knot in his stomach. He doesn't like it. He's never been nervous to see Harry before. Even when they fight occasionally.

Harry's already waiting outside when Louis pulls up in front of his house. His heart is hammering in his chest now. He starts bouncing his leg up and down as he waits for Harry to grab his bag and get into the car.

"Hey, how're you doing?" Harry asks once he's got himself situated in the passenger seat.

Louis wasn't sure what he was expecting, but it definitely was not that. Are they just going to ignore what happened? Louis wants to scream at Harry to tell him how he's feeling but he can't read his face right now. That's another thing that's changed since he's realised his true feelings for Harry. Louis used to always be able to tell what Harry was thinking, well at least he thought he always knew.

"Umm... good. I guess? How 'bout you?" Louis winces internally at how high pitched his voice goes at the end. He feels like it's only adding to the awkwardness in the air; he wonders if Harry can feel it too.