I Don't Understand ~ Larry Stylinson ONE SHOT

Okay sooo this is the first story I've ever uploaded! I know it probably isn't really good but please leave comments to let me know what you think! Also I'm from the Netherlands so I'm really sorry if there are any grammar mistakes. Enjoy!

Btw the song on the side doesn't have anything to do with the story, I just LOVE this song and I think that Harry and Louis are the Perfect Two.

Harry can't sleep. He has too much on his mind. He hates this; being tired but not falling asleep. He gets out of bed and walks down the stairs to the kitchen. Maybe some warm milk will help? He grabs the milk from the fridge, pours it into a mug and warms it up. He sits down on the counter. Why is everything so confusing? He knows one thing for sure now:

He loves Louis.

Well, of course he loves him! He's his best friend! But that's the problem. Harry wants more. He's in love with him. He was confused about his feelings for a guy before, he never expected that to happen. But it did, and now he isn't confused about that anymore. He accepted it. He's confused about how Louis feels about him.

He always thought that Louis just sees him as a best friend, nothing more. And he was okay with it. Sure, his heart broke every time he saw him kissing Eleanor, but he was used to it. At least he was sure of everything.

But since Louis broke up with Eleanor, everything changed. He didn't know if he should be happy or not. They were always close, but since the break-up, they were even closer. Not that he minds. But Louis is giving him mixed signals! Sometimes, Louis flirts with him. Plus, Harry has caught Louis staring at his lips when they were talking once! But.. Louis didn't really wanna kiss him, did he?! He likes girls!! Right?! So why the heck did he flirt with Harry?!

Harry can't do this anymore. He drinks his warm milk and walks through the living room to the back door. He walks outside and lays down in their backyard, in the high grass. He puts his hands behind his head and looks up at the stars.

When you look at the stars, Harry thinks, you only see little lights. But there's so much more than you can see if you only looked closer..

Looking at the stars always calms him down. After about an hour just lying in the grass and looking up at the billion stars, he hears the back door open. He turns his head a bit to see who it is.

Louis.

Louis doesn't say anything, he just walks to Harry and lays beside him, in the exact same position. It's silent for a few minutes. Not an awkward silence, though. It's comfortable.

'What's wrong Hazza?' Harry loves it when Louis calls him 'Hazza', he thinks it's cute.

'Why would something be wrong?' Harry asks quietly. He knows he's a bad liar.

'Harry. Don't lie to me. You never go outside in the middle of the night for no reason. Plus, you're staring at the stars. You always do that when you're upset.' Damn, why does Louis know him so well?

'It's just... eh...' Harry can't find the right words.

'I'm eh... basically.... I'm confused.' He feels Louis' eyes staring at him, but doesn't dare look back, so he keeps looking at the stars.

'What are you confused about Haz?' There's a silence for a moment. Then Harry turns his head and directly meets Louis ocean-like eyes.

'You.'

They stare into each others' eyes. Harry can tell that Louis doesn't understand. The confusion is clear in his eyes.

'I don't understand Haz, why are you confused about.. well.. me?' Harry doesn't answer. He looks away from Louis beautiful eyes and up at the sky again.

'Please tell me, Harry, I don't want you to be confused and I could never forgive myself if you're unhappy because of me!'

'I'm not unhappy Boobear, I just don't understand anymore.'

'What is it that you don't understand Harry?' Harry could hear the frustration in Louis' voice. He doesn't really have an option, if he wants to know how Louis feels about him, he has to ask.

'Okay, this probably sounds strange, and just.... don't laugh.' Harry begins unsure.

'I won't Hazza.' Louis reassures him. Harry now turns to look at Louis again.

'Okay.. well.. since you broke up with El.. you just.. I don't know. Basically.. you started kind of eh.. flirting with me.' Harry watches Louis' face carefully. Louis doesn't show any emotion. Harry continues.

'And one time we talked, I saw you staring at my lips. You blushed and walked away.' Louis blushes again. Guess he didn't know Harry noticed that. Harry goes on.

'I just don't know how you feel about me anymore.. I always thought that I..... never had a change with you.' The last part Harry whispers. But now he was this far, he couldn't go back.

'I love you, Louis. As more than a best friend. I always have and I accepted the fact that you would never love me back the way I love you. But now you're sending mixed signals and I'm so confused and I don't want to get my hopes up and watch them fa-'

Before Harry can finish his babbling, he feels pressure on his lips.

Oh. My. God. Harry thinks. Is Louis Tomlinson seriously KISSING him?!

When Harry can move again after the shock, he starts to move his lips with Louis'. Their lips melt perfectly together. Harry's head spins. He feels electric shocks through his whole body. His lips tingle, and he feels pure happiness. Harry has waited for this moment for so long! All those endless daydreams.... They finally came true.

Harry places his hands beside Louis' head and deepens the kiss. He hovers over him. Louis licks his bottom lip, and Harry gasps. Louis takes this opportunity to put his tongue in Harry's mouth. The moment their tongues meet, Harry moans quietly. It just feels so good! Their tongues dance together, like they're made for this. This kiss.. Perfect. Before Harry pulls away (he needs to breath!) he bites Louis' bottom lip softly, making Louis moan. Harry smirks and pulls away. He keeps his eyes closed and rests his forehead against Louis'. They're both panting and their breath is unsteady.

The moment Harry opens his eyes, he sees that Louis is staring at him. He blushes, even more than he already did, and his stomach flips. Louis' eyes are so blue, so beautiful. He drowns in them and never wants to look away.

'I'm sorry I confused you, Haz,' Louis begins. 'but the reason I broke up with El and started acting differently is because I.... I'm in love with you too.'

Harry smiles the biggest smile he ever smiled. He kisses Louis softly and then kisses his nose, before he lays beside him again. Louis in his arms, and his head on Harry's chest. They cuddle and Harry whispers in Louis' ear 'I love you so much, Boobear.'

And like that, under the beautiful stars, they fall asleep. And all the other nights from then on they fall asleep in each others' arms. Their lives couldn't be more perfect.