Stay [L.S]

Chapter 1

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Louis had decided to prepare the baking ingredients first because honestly, he was looking forward to the later part of the day, the part where they could go out together, maybe for the first time since forever.

Thinking about Harry, his heart fluttered as his hand pressed against the still tingling spot where Harry had just kissed him, and the way he acted around the older boy earlier.

Louis couldn't blame himself for thinking that maybe with the slightest possibility, Harry might have feelings for him too.

Nobody knew about Louis' feelings for his curly headed bandmate and he knew very well what would happen if he had disclosed his feelings for Harry. Harry was straight, Louis knew this well too.

The relationship they had were platonic or maybe even slightly more, but it only stayed there. It was clear that nothing could ever happen between them.

This made Louis bottle up everything, nobody ever asked anyway and that made it so much easier for Louis.

Taking out the ingredients, he heard footsteps approaching and soon enough, he felt Harry's presence right beside him.

"We have only enough ingredients to make cupcakes," Louis said, holding up the few ingredients in his hands.

"Cupcakes then!" Harry cheered child-like, making Louis smile fondly at Harry.

They had decided to separate the job so now Louis was mixing the mixture, slowly drifting away in his thoughts.

Louis was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt something brush against his cheeks.

On instinct, Louis whipped his head around before seeing Harry standing a few feets away with a smirk set on his lips, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

Knowing he was up to no good, Louis touched his cheeks before grimacing, sticky dough was all over his face.

"What the fuck Harry, you know how much i hate this!" Louis glared harshly at the younger boy which only made him stick out his tongue, laughters escaping him.

"Two can play this game darling," Louis smirked too, making Harry step away slowly as he noticed Louis taking his bowl of mixture with him, this wasn't going to end well.

And it surely didn't.

Now Louis was straddling Harry, the younger boy beneath him as they both panted heavily, dough and flour all over them.

The kitchen looked like an aftermath of a war, with baking powder, sticky dough and baking equipments everywhere.

"I won babe," Louis smirked.

"I bow down to you, my king" Harry panted heavily, looking up at the feathery haired boy.

Louis took in a flushed and sweaty Harry that was staring straight at him and the older boy flushed too, squirming under Harry's intense gaze.

"Yes?" Louis asked, embarrassed at how intense Harry was staring at him, he was only met by a single shake of the younger boy's head.

A comfortable silence settled over them, both of them trying to catch their own breaths.

Suddenly, Harry's phone rang, piercing through the comfortable silence.

Louis flushed once again, scrambling off Harry's lap quickly as he noticed how he was still sitted on the boy's lap. He watched as Harry's face lit up at the caller ID.

"Hello?... I'll be right there darling," Harry rambled, a fond smile cast over his lips.

Louis couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy, he was the one that was supposed to make Harry happy.

Harry suddenly stood up, making a beeline towards the stairs leading to his bedroom as he changed into a new pair of clothes.

Without a single word and another glance at Louis, Harry was out of the front door, the door slamming shut in his wake.