It's been a day or so since Harry got amnesia and not much has changed really... unless you don't count the fact that now Louis and Harry are dating- fake dating sorta? It's all confusing.
Plus- Harry seems to genuinely like Louis.
Usually when they faked date Louis carries their relationships but ever since Harry lost his memory he seems to really like Louis. He must really like him at least- since currently they were on Harry's bed making out.
Louis forgot who's idea it was.
They both were just sitting there while Louis was trying to spark Harry's memory back and the next thing he knew Harry was in his lap and the two were kissing.
It seemed Harry liked it since he kept giggling and moaning softly- which was still really weird for Louis to try and comprehend.
Harry felt his lips curl into a smile when Louis bent down to kiss his neck, Harry's hands tangled in Louis's hair.
"Before my amnesia- did we ever... like- fuck?" Harry asked bluntly which caused Louis to freeze.
"Oh shit-" Louis cursed when he realized what was going on. How he was making out with Harry.
"No babe... we haven't." He ended up muttering pressing his face against Harry's shoulder in defeat.
"Why wrong Lou? Did I do something wrong?" Harry said, petting Louis's hair.
"No you didn't love." Louis assured him only to mumbled a second later, "God... if you only knew".
"Come on- sit up." Harry encouraged as he pulled Louis's head up before softly kissing his lips again.
Louis pulled back before looking at Harry with a worried expression.
"Do you even like kissing me?" He asked.
"Yes. That's a silly question." Harry giggled, pressing his nose against Louis's cheek.
"Do you even like me?" He wondered once more.
"Yes." Harry easily replied.
"And you don't just like me cuz you feel like you have to?"
"I genuinely like you Lou and I bet that opinion won't change once I get my memory back- the feeling will only get stronger." Harry assured Louis, brushing his hair with his fingers.
"Yah okay..." the older one mumbled before grabbing Harry's waist and kissing him again.
A little while later the two joined the other boys in the living room, fresh hickeys on Harry's neck, both their hair messed up, blown pupils and swollen lips. Plus Harry had this smile on his lips as he kept giggling.
"Louis!" Shawn gasped, Louis's eyes wide.
"What?!" He wondered, holding his hands up in defense.
"You know what you asshole." Shawn grunted between his teeth, smacking Louis.
"You can't get mad at him Shawn. He's not your boyfriend." Harry stated, wrapping his arms around Louis's bicep and resting his cheek on Louis's shoulder.
"Neither are you." Shawn muttered under his breathe.
"He's not mad Haz- just concerned." Zayn assured the curly haired one.
"Why? Am I a virgin or something? Do I have AIDS?" Harry asked which made Oli laugh.
"No mate- it's just... memory Harry- you with your memories and such, don't really like kissing Louis." Zayn explained cautiously.
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What The F*ck {L.S.}
Fanfiction[DISCONTINUED] Harry decided to close his eyes again until after a bit something came over and blocked the sun from his face. "I wanna say something but I genuinely don't know what to say." Louis truthfully shared as he stared down at Harry. "This...
