Louis P.O.V
"Just because your taking me out on a 'date', doesn't mean I won't ignore you." Harry warned me as we sat at down at a park bench, with him trying to get as far away from me as he could.
"You know you weren't exactly ignoring me a couple of days ago, Harry. And I only asked you here to see if you were okay..." I explained.
"More like forced me." He pouted crossing his arms over his chest, then shivering from the sudden cold wind.
"Cold?" i asked ignoring his little comment. He looked at me for a second bitting his lip, before nodding. I shrugged off my black suits blazer placing it over his shoulders, Harry looked at me surprised, but the soon blushed for whatever reason and turned his face away. I took that moment to move closer to him, and it's not like he could move farther away; the arm rest of the bench would be preventing him from it.
I could see his body tensing realizing that I had just moved closer, but he seemed to have ignored it.
"I'm okay you know..." Harry spoke up after a little while. His arms wrapped around his waist as he looked up at the clouding up blue sky, that was now turning grey.
I looked over at him in curiousity, studying him, like the way his eyebrows furrowed as he was in deep thought, his head tilted up as he looked up at the sky, and how he scrunched up his face a little, with him probably not noticing himself doing such a small and cute act.
"Why do I get the feeling you don't mean it though?" I mumbled, but just loud enough so he could hear, resting my arm ontop of bench.
Harry looked away from the sky turning to me. He sighed looking down while playing with the hem of his shirt, biting his lip something he did when he was nervous or embarrassed. And he bit his lip more then once since I've seen him, probably way to many times, but I could help but think it was cute.
"Are you nervous around me?" I asked changing the subject, while moving closer to him. I could tell he wanted to move farther away from me, but he didn't- well he couldn't.
"No, M'not nervous..." He mumbled only looking at me for a brief second before turning his attention away to his shirts sleeve.
"Then why do you always bit your lip, whenever your around me? I know it's somthing you do alot when your around me" I asked reaching up to tilt his head while using my thumb to get him to release his now red lip. He looked at me with wide innocent eyes breathing slightly unevenly.
"I-I just um, I don't-" He cut himself off not knowing what to say while quickly standing up from the bench to keep a distance between the two of us. I smirked standing up to.
"... What are you trying to do Louis?" I didn't answer, I walked up closer to while tried backing up from me. "Louis stop. I thought we agreed that this wouldn't happen again, and I thought you said you only asked me out here was too see if I was okay?" He ranted on pointed his finger at me while looking at me knowingly.
"I never made an agreement to anything, Harry." I said smirking once he backed up into a small tree no longer able to move. I took the chance to close in the spaces between.
He looked at me almost fearful biting so hard on his lip I was surprised it wasnt bleeding. His beautiful green eyes stared up into mine, and it was almost like we couldn't move them. We were stuck looking deeply into eachothers eyes, and before I knew what was happening, I was leaning in, never breaking eye contact with.
Harry's breath hitched as I came closer, not making any move to stop me. Finally our lips met, and it was something I wasn't used to. Unlike our first time which was rushed and lustful, this one was gentle and innocent, and maybe I liked.
