Louis and Harry have been best friends since childhood and lovers since they were 15. They can't imagine their lives without each other and yet that's exactly what they both have to cope with when Harry is allowed to do a year's internship abroad. B...
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Baby, I'm yours And I'll be yours until the sun no longer shines Yours until the poets run out of rhyme In other words, until the end of time
I'm gonna stay right here by your side And do my best to keep you satisfied Nothing in the world could drive me away Every day, you'll hear me say
Baby, I'm yours And I'll be yours until two and two is three Yours until the mountain crumbles to the sea In other words, until eternity Baby, I'm yours 'Til the stars fall from the sky Baby, I'm yours 'Til the rivers all run dry Baby, I'm yours (Arctic Monkeys - Baby I'm yours)
[Louis]
Twelve months. They've been together for a whole year now. Their anniversary and even better - on the first day of their school holidays. And only at the age of 16, Louis knows very well that Harry, his first great love, will be his last. He is his yin to his yang, his umbrella in the rainy season, the roof over his head, the lid to his pot and the burn in his heart. Harry is everything. And the best part is - Harry feels the same way.
It took a while for the close childhood friendship to become something more, until suddenly the innocent touches from back then suddenly caused goosebumps, looks that went from mischievous to longing ones, hugs that lasted a tad too long. One day back then in one of those way too tight hugs, suddenly Harry's lips were on his. Pink and soft, like a puffy pillow made just for him. When everything suddenly made sense, just from that one kiss. Harry was shy and yet had the courage to take this step. And Louis, who was just grateful for that, caught between the two hands that held his face so tenderly and wished that this kiss would never end. For both of them it was the first at the age of 15, nobody knew what they were doing and yet it was perfect. The tingling that ran from his lips down to the tips of his toes. His whole body on fire, his heart pounding in his throat and he wanted to rip it out just to put it in Harry's hands. Louis already knew from that moment that he was lost for everyone else. Harry is his galaxy of a thousand colors and he is an astronaut who never wants to go back to earth.
From that moment on they were boyfriends. Far too hasty for their parents, but everything was crystal clear for the two of them. It had to be like this. Louis told him the first ‚I love you' after a month, the first sex after three months and a year later Louis is still as sure about Harry as he was since their first kiss.
Not only is he still his great love but also his best friend. Louis suspects it is destiny that he was meant to accompany Harry from an early age. From a cute kid with chubby cheeks to a lanky boy with legs that are way too beautiful. Which wraps around him at that moment as they fall into bed together.
"Happy anniversary doll," Louis breathes softly on Harry's lips, only to melt them into a kiss the next moment. His head empty, only feelings that let his body guide him, trying to transfer them to Harry's mouth, to shape him and yet doesn't come close to what he feels for the boy below. Hands still exploring each other even though they know every inch of the other body.
