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"Louis! Louis! Louis!"

Louis Tomlinson heard the chanting from his classmates. He was blindfolded so all he saw was nothing. He waved sheepishly in their general direction, but his smile didn't reach all the way. He was at his school's Kissing Booth, which meant he was about to kiss a whole load of people. 
Which also included ladies. 
Which also meant he was going to have his first proper kiss with a stranger.
With someone who wasn't... him.
With, probably, a girl. 

Hey, it's for charity.

If it was not so obvious before, Louis Tomlinson likes men. He's gay. But still hiding away in the closet because, however much he hated to admit it, he was afraid that people weren't going to be very supportive. 
Back to the part where Louis Tomlinson likes men. To be specific, Harry Styles. Louis had sort of started to admire his sparkling green eyes, the adorable clumsiness, and of course, the dimples. You can't go wrong with dimples. 

Shoes tapped their way towards Louis. His breath hitched in his throat and he could feel the person's eyes on him. Louis was supposed to move in for the kiss, but he didn't. He couldn't. His head dropped low as his brain went a million miles per hour. "Are you okay..?" He caught the words the girl said but did not reply. Breathing heavily, Louis ripped off the blindfold and immediately searched the crowd until he found who he was looking for, and rested his bright blue eyes on the other's. Walking to him, Louis tried to relax his heart rate.

"...Do you have a ticket..?"

Failing to stop his heart from speeding up, Louis watched as Harry looked down at his ticket and nodded slowly but surely. Lou took the ticket from him and gazed at it, before staring at Harry's face. 




Aw, screw it.

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