I Dare You // Larry AU

Chapter Six.

A/N: I try to stay consistent but some details might get changed or something. Sorry?

Harry shrugs. Louis wants to stab him.

"Tell me, arsehole." He huffs. 

"You're the one that started it." Harry says, shruggung again. "You, um, told someone. Don't know who? But you just. You're the one that outed me..."

Shit, what?

Louis remembers Harry being outed. It was two weeks into the school year. There had been a huge rager a few days before. Louis didn't remember that night, but apparently someone had told someone they'd seen Harry making out with a guy, and Harry had instantly been outed as gay. Louis couldn't believe it was him.

"No, I didn't..." Louis murmurs. "Why would I out you? I was also a closested gay."

"I don't know, Louis... But apparently it was you." Harry shrugs. "I was told you were drunk out of your mind and didn't mean to announce it but the wrong people overheard and here we are."

"I'm sorry, Harry..." Louis mutters. Harry shrugs lightly, pulling Louis closer.

"I guess I wanted revenge so I started spreading stupid shit about you. Then it kinda, um. Grew into this mess?" Harry admits sheepishly, "sorry. But some of it was kinda funny."

"Debatable."

Louis doesn't know how it happened, but is he... Bonding with Harry? He feels bad, sure. But there's no... Massive feeling of blindsiding hatred. He doesn't feel at ease, exactly, but he's less... Awkward. Irritable.

Oh god.

Harry seems to have realised the same thing, and cocks his head to the side. "Can I kiss you?"

They haven't kissed before. It's some unspoken boundary between the two of them. It's too intimate, almost. If they kiss they're not just mindlessly fucking each other. It makes it less casual, in a way. Kissing crosses a line between hook-up and something that could be straying towards them dating. 

"Uh..." Louis says. Then swallows the lump in his throat, "I- uh- y-yes?" He stutters out unsurely, not even fully comprehending that he's agreeing. What the fuck is going on?

"Right, yeah." Harry chuckles dryly, hauling himself to his feet. "Stupid question. Sorry. Didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, Louis."

He leaves, Louis' door clicking shut behind him. By the time he comprehends everything Harry's left the house.

Shit.

Louis just boots up his computer again and finds Harry's Facebook, finding much more posts on that. 

It's much the same, much more cat focused, but there's a few comments from Niall about 'mystery man'. They seem random, and he can't see anything really. 

The most recent is a selfie they took in school, and there's a few people in the background.

It's mostly girls, but there's a few guys in the background. No one particularly interesting.

He scans Niall's comment again.

Niall Horan: mystery man in the background there, h. is that on purpose???? he wouldn't like that, would he? 

Wait.

Louis himself is in the background. He zooms in, looking properly.

Yeah, that's him, shirt soaked because Stan thought it would be funny to throw a cup of water at him, trying to shove one of Ollie's carrot sticks up his nose.

Stan is an ugly bugger, and Harry's said so himself. Ollie isn't in frame. 

But he is.

Oh, god. Oh fuck. It can't be.

Can it?

Harry seemed quick to actually shag him, and prompts it more often than not. He asked to kiss Louis. And come to think of it, why the hell would he keep the lube and stuff when home with only Louis? Why would Harry dare him to fuck him in the first place? 

Oh shitting bollocks.

He should of thought of this before. Was he just too stubborn and Harry opposed to even dream of it? Is that why he didn't think before.

How in the hell is he going to talk to Harry about this? What if he's wrong?

What if he's right?

If Harry tries to date him he doesn't know what he'll do. Yes, like, he'll acknowledge Harry is hot.  He obviously isn't a minger. And, yes, while he is quite unbearable, Louis doesn't really hate him anymore? More like a simmering dislike following Harry's confession. And they're compatible in bed, plus sex with Harry wasn't god awful. He was a pretty good shag, actually.

But there's the step-brother issue, and there's the fact that Louis doesn't really actually like Harry. They argue and fight a lot, everyone knows they're step siblings. It's impractical.

Is that why Harry hasn't told Niall? Because if he admits it aloud then it's happening. Then whatever they've got is very real and in a very real moral grey area.

God, who is he kidding? This is Harry Styles, for fucks sake! Louis shouldn't be entertaining the possibility of any future with him. It shouldn't even cross his mind. Harry Styles is a world class fucking prick he absolutely despises! Why would he ever even dream of doing anything with him? Ok, yes. He already did. But. Details.

The problem seems to lie in the fact that his 'I hate Harry and want him dead and he should cease to exist' tirade isn't as convincing any more. 

Did Louis every actually like him? Or was he just really mad at him and for some reason subconsciously aware of what he did so, like, making up for it in good old fashioned petty hatred.

Oh. Oh fuck. Oh fucking fuck. 

Harry was right.

Harry was fucking right!

Jesus Christ.

Of course he was right.

Louis is a petty, dramatic bitch.

Ok. Wait. Maybe he's just... Overreacting? Making something out of nothing!

There's no way Harry could like him. He, supposedly (Louis doesn't want to believe it, ok... Don't judge), outed Harry. Surely that would mean he hated him? That was a god awful, absolutely terrible thing for him to have done. Why on earth would Harry have a secret boner for him considering how shitty that treatment is. And it's obvious he knew about it!

So, yeah. He's overreacting. He's simply just jumping to silly conclusions after seeing something that could possibly be a clue. He's being ridiculous. An idiot. So on and so forth.

Harry Styles absolutely, in no way, has a crush on him.

Yeah, that makes sense.

Right?