Before Christmas

Six

Louis POV

The next morning I remembered what happened the night before. I remembered Harry's embarrassment with his sister for putting mistletoe up. I remembered his stuttering and mumbling and excuses as he looked down at the floor in his cute little way. I remembered pulling him in for a kiss. I remembered the feeling that was better than any kiss I'd ever had and I remembered his grin once I'd moved away.

Smiling still from the memory I got up and went downstairs, finding Harry eating cereal in the kitchen with Anne. 

"Morning Louis." Anne  said.

"Morning." I replied, getting a bowl out of the drawer and pouring in some Cheerios. Harry smiled at me when I looked at him and I grinned back, nudging his leg with my knee when I sat down beside him, liking the feel of him being close.

After breakfast I wrapped Harry's Christmas present for him because I couldn't do it the other day because he was there and put it under the tree. On my way back to my room I passed Harry's open door.

"Oi Lou, come here." Harry called.

I looked in to see him lying on his bed, his laptop open on his legs.

"Watch a movie with me." he said.

I sat beside him on the bed and he threw his blanket over me. The whole room smelled like Harry and it was a bit overwhelming but he pressed play on the movie and settled back comfortably into his pile of pillows, his foot touching mine under the covers and his shoulder brushing mine whenever he breathed.

Suddenly I was nervous to be in his presence, last night I'd been brave and confident and maybe even a bit cocky but now I just got butterflies when he reached over me for his glass of water.

After the movie ended we went downstairs and made pasta for everyone for lunch. 

Once we'd all finished and Gemma and Robin were doing the dishes my phone rang and noticing Zayn's name I accepted the call and went upstairs.

"Hey lad." I said.

"Hey Louis, how's it going with Harry?" Zayn asked.

"Umm, I sort of kissed him last night." I admitted, reaching my room and closing the door behind me.

"What? You kissed him? Why?" Zayn fired questions at me.

"It was mistletoe, we were under it together and Harry was all like 'we don't have to kiss, it's just a stupid thing' and then I just fucking kissed him." I said.

"Well, uh. I don't know. Did you talk to Eleanor?" Zayn asked.

"No, oh god. I'm such a bad person." I groaned.

"No you're not Lou, just tell Eleanor what you're feeling alright? Let her know." Zayn said.

"Oi Zayn?" someone said in the background at Zayn's end of the line.

"Zayn? Zayn was that Liam?" I asked.

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Harry's POV

"Zayn's fucking Liam! Liam's fucking Zayn! Zayn and Liam are fucking!" Louis said, running into my room.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"Yes, I was on the phone with Zayn and Liam was in the background and then they told me. They're coming to see us tomorrow." Louis said.

"Cool. Hey do you want to play some Xbox?" I asked.

"Sure." Louis replied.

We went downstairs and the living room was empty because Mum and Gemma had gone to buy food and Robin was fixing something at work.

I switched on the tv and the console, putting in a disc and starting Fifa.

Louis and I played a few games against each other, I won one and Louis won two and then we decided to join teams.

We were down one goal with ten minutes left but I ran upfield and passed the ball to Louis and he scored. We cheered and quickly worked for another goal but we got the ball taken off us.

"That fucking dickhead." Louis growled under his breath, slide tackling the player and passing me the ball. 

"Run Harold run!" Louis cheered following me towards our goal. I dodged a defender and at the edge of the box I aimed and shot, scoring the winning goal.

"YEsss!" Louis shouted and he threw his controller across the couch, hugging me tightly and planting a kiss on my lips. He pulled away, as though horrified at what he'd done but after half a second I pulled him in again, kissing him deeply.

Louis put his hands in my hair, pulling me onto him as he lay down on the couch.

I felt myself get harder and looking down I noticed Louis had an obvious bulge in his sweatpants. I looked back up at him and he kissed me again, tasting like the Coke and salt and vinegar chips we'd been eating.

As we kept kissing, my tongue working it's way into Louis' mouth he grabbed my cock through my sweatpants. I moaned slightly and he slipped his hand into my boxers, massaging my dick with both hands as we kept kissing.

I pulled away from his lips and he kept jerking me off, concentrating hard. I thought for a second and then reached into his sweatpants too, finding his cock and starting to pump it slightly.

Louis moaned and kissed me again, both of us jerking each other off faster and faster.

"I'm close." I warned him.

"Ok." Louis said but he came first, over my hands and still in his boxers.

I came next, panting slightly and trying to realise what just happened.

"Boys can you help carry this shopping in?" Mum called from the front door.

Louis and I both jumped up.

"One second mum!" I called and I ran upstairs with Louis close behind me. Louis went into his room and I hurried to the bathroom, locking the door behind me and getting into the shower to clean myself up.