Missing Pieces (Larry Stylinson)

Ch 3: The Date

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When Louis woke up the next morning, he couldn't help the wide smile that spread across his face. He glanced at the clock and saw it was just after ten. Harry told him to come over around noon, so there was still plenty of time, but Louis decided to get in the shower right away. He stretched his arms over his head before making his way to the bathroom. Louis' boxers are shed somewhere on his bedroom floor while he walks to the adjoining bathroom.

Once the shower is on, Louis steps in and instantly relaxes under the hot stream of water. The heat seems to go straight to his groin, and Louis can't keep his hand away. Teasingly wrapping it around his length, he pumps it a few times. His head falls back at the contact, letting more hot water spray his throbbing erection. A loud gasp escapes his mouth at the sensation. His palm slides over the tip as he speeds up his pumping, sending multiple moans out of his gasping mouth. Guilty thoughts about how Harry's hand would feel instead of his own crept into Louis' head. With these thoughts, his hand motions and the hot water combined, Louis soon shoots stream after stream of white onto the shower floor, watching it get washed down the drain. His breathing evens out and he finishes cleaning himself before getting out and preparing for his date.

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Harry one the other hand, was not as relaxed. He'd woken up early as the nerves settled, so he was forced to just lay in bed for hours. This was his first date with a guy, so he had a reason to be nervous. Finally deciding he should put his extra time to good use, Harry climbed out of bed and went to go get ready.

Once he was looking good for his date, Harry decided to tidy up the apartment a bit. He did the dishes, vacuumed and made sure it just looked nice. By the time he looked at the clock, Harry was shocked to see that it was already 11:45, and Louis would be there in 15 minutes.

Luckily, Harry was already prepared for the date. Minutes later there was a knock on his door, so Harry, maybe a little too excitedly, opened it to see a smiling Louis.

"Lou!" Harry opened his arms and Louis stepped right into the embrace, secretly loving Harry's manly scent.

"Hey Hazza." Louis replied with a genuine smile.

"Hazza?"

"Oh sorry, I was just trying to think of a nickname for you. If you don't like it..."

Harry was quick to step in, feeling bad that Louis looked unsure of himself, "No! I love it!" Louis once again perked up and Harry invited him in.

"Would you like some tea?" Harry offered.

"Um, sure. Thanks!" Louis was busy looking around at Harry's spotless living room, so he didn't notice Harry shamelessly admiring Louis bum.

"Don't mention it." Harry replied with a smirk, trying to keep his naughty thoughts to himself.

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After ordering their pizza, Harry and Louis engaged in a friendly conversation about their families. It turns out they have more in common with each other than they thought. Both boys are very close with their mothers. Louis has four sisters, where Harry only has one, so they both understand having to grow up in a house full of women. Soon, the conversation grew less informational and more joking.

"Maybe that's why I'm gay." Louis said, struggling to keep a straight face. "I don't think I could handle another woman."

Harry cracked up laughing, his dimples making their first appearance. This didn't go unnoticed by Louis, who lovingly poked his cheek, "Harry, you're so adorable."

Harry finally caught his breath and calmed down. Both boys were staring at each other while smiling. The comfortable silence was eventually interrupted by the obnoxious ringing of a doorbell.

"Pizza!" Harry yelled at the top of his lungs, throwing his head back and swinging his arms up into the air.

Between laughs Louis chuckled out, "No shit, Sherlock!"

Harry winked at him flirtatiously before grabbing the money and answering the door. Meanwhile, Louis just admired him; his gorgeous brown curls, toned shoulders and back, and his cute little arse that was extremely defined in his skin-tight jeans.

In fact, Louis was so busy daydreaming about the younger boy, that he didn't notice when Harry turned around and noticed Louis staring. "Like what you see?"

Louis blushed madly as he whipped his head back around, staring at the ground in embarrassment. He jumped when Harry placed a hand on his shoulder, "Lou, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I like that you were staring at me." And then not resisting the urge to say, "Especially my ass."

Louis, who was cautiously sipping his tea, nearly sprayed it all over at Harry's last comment, "Ha! You wish, curly!"

"Oh, I know what I saw. Don't deny it, Lou." His chest was pressed to Louis' back as he leaned over the couch. Harry had his lips right against Louis' ear, so what he said next sent chills through Louis, "You want me, don't you."

Louis began stuttering as Harry walked around to stand in front of the couch, immediately pushing Louis onto his back. He hovered over him, lips only centimetres from Louis'. Both of their breathing had sped up, so it puffed against the other's lips. Both seemed to want it, so Harry finally closed the distance between their mouths.

When their lips connected, it was unlike either had felt before. Sparks immediately exploded as Harry's tongue worked its way into Louis' mouth, sliding along every inch of it. Harry had no second thoughts, no regrets, and definitely no doubt that he was gay. He was gay, and he wanted Louis.

Eventually they both pulled away, out of breath and smiling like crazy. Louis looked up into Harry's eyes, looking happy and content. "Well, that was.." He didn't even finish his sentence, trailing off as Harry pecked his lips once more. "Yeah. Now let's eat some pizza."

Harry sat Louis on his lap as they ate their food and watched a movie. Louis was leaning back on Harry's shoulder as he hummed happily, finishing the last of his pizza. They both seemed on top of the world, and the date was definitely going better than planned.

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Harry learned that time flies when he glanced at the clock and saw it was almost 8:00. Louis was currently snuggled on top of him where they were laid on the couch, watching reruns of Friends. Harry really didn't want Louis to leave; they were too happy. Louis seemed to think the same thing when he sighed, "I really like you Harry. Today was one of the best days I've had in a long time."

Harry felt pride swell in his chest at Louis' words. He decided to take a chance, "Um, Lou? Would you maybe like to- uh, sleep over? It's getting pretty late."

Louis looked up at him with a curious smile on his face, "I would love to, on one condition."

Harry smirked. "What is this condition?

"Harry Styles, will you be my boyfriend?"

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