Mine (always)

Start Notes:

Hi, loves! This is my first ever try in writing something and posting it. There's a 99.99% chance that you will find mistakes as English is not my first language (please let me know.)
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This is ONLY a fanfic. I own none of the characters from this fic, sadly. This story and the plot are my own.
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Enjoy:)

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Harry and Louis were extremely infatuated with one another, but despite this fact being widely known among their families and friends, both of them still seemed to be oblivious to the other's feelings.

When Harry's mother teased Harry, she would describe how Louis' azure eyes would shine when Harry would laugh at his jokes, even at the half-witted ones, and how he kept finding ways to touch him.

Louis' mother doesn't let it be easy on her son either, describing how Harry's milky white cheeks would turn pink when he was the sole centre of Louis' undivided attention and about - what she called - Harry's creepy love stares.

Both lads would blush, but they would ignore their mother's perceptions-or more accurately, facts-believing that this was merely the dynamic of their friendship. Too afraid to confess, thinking it might destroy their near fifteen years of friendship.

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A few days before Louis' birthday and Christmas, Harry's mother planned a short getaway of two nights for the parents of the Styles and Tomlinson families out of town, leaving their sons alone in each other's company and enough cash for the few days that they would be gone.

Harry was just as terrified as he was eager for the 'elderly's getaway'. He was in a frenzy just thinking of living with Louis unchaperoned, let alone having Louis all to himself for a while.

It was very safe to sat that Louis' feelings were no different.

When the day of their parents' departure finally arrived, the lads were so anxious to spend time with each other alone, away from their knowing eyes.

Their first night together was pretty much uneventful, spent doing what they would usually do when having a sleeping over. Harry had ordered the takeout, while Louis had setted up some board game-as per Harry's request,-and playing till their fingers were greasy and tummies sated.
They went to bed together at the crack of dawn, weary to the marrow, chatting endlessly till they fell asleep snuggled beneath the covers.

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When it was near noon when the two had gotten up and showered separately. Their day together had already been arranged by the blue-eyed boy. Their attire complementing the others' clothes; Harry wore a cable-knit pullover with grey slim jeans, while Louis chose a steeked grey sweater with maroon pants.

They had breakfast in a little but pleasant cafe library where they ordered and ate muffins with tea, before hunting for a few eye-catching books with fancy blurbs for the other to choose any one from. They decided to leave after they were done reading their alloted books, realising it was nearing four thirty.

Deciding on their preferred pizza parlour for lunch, they order two medium pepperoni pizzas, one for lunch and the other for takeaway. After they were full, they drove down the street toward the park where they had first met when Harry was three and Louis five. The park was somewhat deserted considering it was getting late. They went further into the denser area -the forest, they see to call it when kids - within the park, reaching some sort of grass-y sitting area Louis had discovered when he was playing football with his friend around two month ago.