fanboy ➶ larry [COMPLETED]

Twelve

Mood: Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran

The hours blurred by and soon, it was past eleven. Louis had to admit. This was the best day of his life. Harry fucking Styles sitting in his couch, making horrible jokes while they talked about nothing and everything.

Liam and Niall stopped by at ten. When they saw Harry, they stood there stammering. He had chuckles and greeted them. They eyed Louis with wide eyes and the small boy had pointed at Eleanor, the culprit.

They had brought gifts along with them, settling them under the Christmas tree. They set on watching a movie but argued for half an hour on which one to watch. They settled on Frozen. Louis personally loved that movie.

Louis had taken the loveseat with Harry while the others fit themselves on the couch to the right of them. Louis had tried to keep some space from Harry but the taller lad sneakily inched closer to him. Eventually they sat directly next to each other, their legs touching.

Harry decided to take it a step further. He slid his hand over the smaller boy's. He heard Louis gasp and look at him with wide eyes. The others weren't paying attention. They were watching the movie with stupid interest. Louis turned his hand over, palm up, and laced their fingers together. Harry's fingers were rough and cold but felt safe and welcoming.

They didn't do anything else. They just sat there, their hands tied together like two ships.

When the movie finished it was almost midnight. Eleanor had knocked out on the couch, snoring lightly. Niall was flipping through the channels and Liam had gone to the bathroom. Harry and Louis hadn't moved. They had stayed on the couch, neither of them talking.

Eventually Louis stood up and stretched.

"Where you going?" He asks.

"To make some coffee." Every year Louis, Eleanor, Liam, and Niall stayed up until twelve to open their presents and celebrate a holiday that they will never outgrow. Harry stood up and followed him to the kitchen. As they made their way to the Harry grabbed the end of Louis' green sweater that he got him and pulled him close.

"What are you--" Harry nodded above him. Atop them was a small branch of mistletoe. It was supported by a ribbon that was nailed into the wall. They stood there, staring at each other. Harry shrugged and smiled sheepishly. Louis giggled.

"This is some sappy love story." he whispered. Harry's smile widened. He held the small boy close, his hands against his waist. Louis' hands rested on his chest, his radiant blue eyes staring into bright green ones. And with that Harry leaned down, slotting their lips together softly.

Louis thought butterflies only happened in stories, but here with Harry's arms around him and his lips against his, he knew they described it completely right. Louis felt up the plane of Harry's chest. He could feel his heart thrumming in his chest.

Their lips moved as if they've done this forever. Harry pulled away first, bumping their noses together. Louis opened his eyes and was met with bright green ones staring back.

"I wanted to do that since I first saw you in London." Harry whispered, cupping Louis' face with his hand. Louis blushes.

"Wanted to do that forever." he replies and looks away embarrassed.

"God, you're beautiful." Harry leans down and kisses him again, letting out a content sigh when their lips meet. The kiss lasts less than a second before Niall runs in and stops dead in his tracks. The two boys pulled away, blushing madly.

"Oh my God." Niall squeaks before turning around and leaving yelling Eleanor's name.

Oh no. Louis rushed back into the living room as Niall jumped on El. She woke with a groan and pushed the blonde off her.

"What do you want?" she mumbles yawning.

"Louis--Harry--I--they kissed!" Eleanor stopped rubbing her eyes and stared from Louis to Harry then Niall.

"Holy shit. Louis! Fuck! Oh my God! Why--"

"It was just a--" Louis starts.

"How did it feel? Is he a good kisser? He seems like a good kisser--"

"The he is standing right here." Harry says, waving his hand awkwardly. Eleanor shushes him and he shuts his mouth.

"You're blushing awe!" Eleanor says and Liam walks in then.

"What'd I miss?" he asks.

"Louis and Harry just kissed and I didn't get a picture of it for my Larry Scrapbook." Liam frowned before sitting on the couch.

"Larry what? What the fuck is a Larry?" Louis asks and Eleanor's smile widens.

"It's your ship name. Niall came up with it." She says and Niall beams.

"I'm the captain of your ship." he says. Eleanor shakes her head.

"We already discussed this Niall. I'm the captain and you're my awesome sidekick."

"Fuck you." Niall grunts, sitting on the couch. Harry and Louis stood there, confusion written all over their faces. Louis was completely embarrassed. His friends were going to make Harry run off screaming. But instead Harry burst out into a fit of laughter, his voice oddly high despite his deep normal voice.

"I love your friends." Harry says as Louis' cheeks redden.

"They're so embarrassing." Louis groans covering his face.

"Definitely." Harry giggles--fucking giggles--before wrapping his arm around Louis' waist. Louis felt the spark run through his veins where he touched him. They didn't notice the others were staring at them. Eleanor was starting to pull out her phone just as Louis stopped her.

"Don't you dare." He warns.

"One picture? Please! I promise, just one!" Louis groans and nuzzles his face into Harry's shoulder. Harry chuckles and wraps his other arm around him just as he heard the camera noise go off more than once.

"El! You said one!" Louis moved to grab her phone but Harry pulled him back kissing him softly. He heard the camera clicks again and someone leave the room. But he didn't care. This is felt like falling in love. He pulled away first.

"Traitor." he mumbles and Harry smiles glancing at the clock.

Five past midnight.

"Merry Christmas. How about we get to those presents, eh?"

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