boys || larry stylinson

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CHAPTER ONE -

  "I like dangerous," Harry said looking at the picture feeling pleased. 

            "Not hot?" the interviewers accent was thick and he concentrated to understand her, "Why?" 

            "I dunno," he mumbled a little embarrassed. 

            Louis reached over to pat his arm and the interviewers giggled as the older boy said with a smile "Of course he's hot." 

            "Thanks," Harry replied smiling sheepishly at his best friend. Louis continued assessing the words next to Zayn. 

            "Umm quiet and mysterious that's Zayn to a tee," he said then moving down to himself, "and umm adorable that sounds a little funny." 

            Feeling playful Harry commented his opinion of the description, "Umm I would describe him as funny and handsome and rugged." 

            He directed his comment at the interviewer but his senses were directed at Louis' reaction. The older boy laughed clearly amused and pleased while Harry added, "More manly." 

He turned back towards his best friend who was nodding and grinning hugely. For a moment they both turned to look back at the picture before returning their gaze to each other.  Harry tried to hide his clear pleasure at seeing Louis so delighted by the playful banter. The two had always been able to converse between glances, easily understanding each unspoken glimpse and often conveying more in a look than would have been possible with words. Both could easily read the other's amusement not only at each other's reactions but also from the fact that this was their fans description of them and the boys. 

            "Thank you," Louis said still smiling, "Thank you dangerous." 

            For a second Harry's façade slipped and in a millisecond he feared every hidden desire he felt for Louis flashed evidently across his face. In that instant as he quickly recomposed himself before the older boy could notice he was overwhelmed by the simple fact he loved the smiling boy in front of him. But soon he had regained composure and teasingly he nodded with his best attempt at looking suave and sophisticated. His failed attempt caused Louis to throw his head back in laughter and Harry laughed freely as he handed the picture back to the interview. Harry soon forgot his slip up and as he usually did he buried his hidden feelings deep below his subconscious refusing to acknowledge them.

As they were leaving Louis turned to the French girl, "Can I keep that?"

            She handed him the picture and Louis turned to wink at Harry, "The boys are going to love this."

            Zayn's arched his brow seductively and wiggled it at the youngest boy in the car, "Dangerous hey Harry?" 

            Louis and Niall's laughter vibrated off the walls of the car as they were being transported back to the house. Harry groaned and he watched as Louis enthusiastically shoved the paper towards the blond Irish boy. Niall who was evidently satisfied with his own description passed it to Liam. He too seemed content and handed it back to Louis who was looking smug. 

            "Don't lie Haz," Louis teased patting the curly haired boys leg, "you love it." 

            Harry grinned and the boys mistook this to confirm Louis' accusation. What they didn't know was that Harry's smile stemmed from the bubbly satisfaction of hearing Louis repeatedly call him dangerous. It was risky, he knew, to indulge in letting such thoughts enter his head. It was a thin line between allowing for the two boy's intimate friendship to satisfy his need to be near Louis. It was another to test the boundaries in place to protect it. While Louis knew every secret about Harry this was one Louis was painfully oblivious to. In no way did the older boy suspect his best friend loved him. This was the one secret Harry kept to himself.

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      The plane was delayed and the boys arrived home later than they expected. Louis was exhausted and he threw his bag down on the floor of his and Harry's apartment lazily. 

            "I'm gonna take a shower," he announced, "I'll see you in the morning?"

            Harry nodded, "Night Lou."

            He heard Louis call goodnight but it was muffled by the sound of him pulling of his sweatshirt already on his way to the bathroom. Harry smiled after him. The younger boy took his bag into his own bedroom and abandoned it at the foot of his dresser hopping into bed. As he reached into his pocket to pull out his phone he felt a stray piece of paper jammed up against the iphone. Curiously he pulled it out and nearly laughed. Even through the slightly crumpled and folded mess in the corner Harry could make out the word "Adorable." Despite the fact he knew it was incredibly childish, and that the older boy most likely not find it nearly as funny as he did, Harry hurried to the other room searching for tape and a marker. 

            He crept into Louis' room and careful to check for the running water that would keep him safe from being caught he hurried across he bedroom and hopped onto the bed. Ripping two pieces of tape he quickly placed the picture on the wall directly above the bed. Then with the marker he crossed out adorable to write rugged. Laughing silently he turned and noticing the now lack of running water Harry raced out. 

            Harry was already in his bed when he heard loud laughter from down the hall. Despite the fact their bedrooms were close to each other, and Louis could have easily managed the walk to come speak to him, instead Harry heard his phone buzz.

            It's actually ridiculous how much of a loser you are.

            Harry grinned and shot back a message. Realizing just how tired he was he switched off the light beside his own bed and crawled under the warm covers glad to be sleeping at home and not in a hotel. He was nearly asleep when the light of his phone alerted him to another message.

            night dangerous xx

hii - sadie

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