A Special Moment [Larry Stylinson]

Hello :) So this is my first time writing smut so I'm sorry if it sucks! It's a little short, but I hope you like it.

Top!Louis, Bottom!Harry

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Harry held the small phone in his hands. The screen glowed as he read the small text. He blushed lightly when he felt his jeans tighten. His hand slowly moved down to touch the hardening bulge in his pants. He started stroking it softly, imagining the feeling of his crush touching him. He let out a low moan as he felt himself stiffen.

Suddenly, he heard the bathroom door creak open, as his "friend", and fellow bandmate, Louis Tomlinson entered the bedroom. Harry whipped his hand out of his pants, his face reddening deeply. Louis stopped in his tracks, and widened his eyes in surprise when he saw the phone Harry was holding in his other hand.

"Lou! Oh, I was just..." Harry trailed off, unable to finish his sentence.

"Harry." Louis whispered. "It's okay, we all do it." he laughed. "Now let me see that phone. What were you looking at?"

Harry quickly hid the phone behind his back, shaking his head.

"Lou, no, it's... embarrassing." Harry confessed.

"Aw come on, Haz." Louis pleaded, laughing at Harry's flushed face.

He jumped onto the bed and tackled Harry, pinning the younger boy's hands over his head.

"Please?" Louis whispered, his clear blue eyes staring deep in Harry's green ones. Their faces were inches apart.

Harry squirmed, trying to free himself. "Lou, stop that." he protested, blushing again.

"Stop what?" Louis asked, looking confused.

"Those eyes." Harry said quietly.

"What about my eyes?"

"They're beautiful." Harry confessed, looking away from Louis and wondering what the older boy's reaction would be.

"Aw Harry, thank you, but you should look at yourself first. Nothing can compare to those brilliant green orbs."

Harry laughed, clearly not believing a word Louis was saying.

"Now show me that phone." Louis joked, reaching to grab the object in Harry's hand.

"Lou, don't hate me." Harry said quietly, his voice filling with anxiety.

"I could never hate you, Haz." Louis breathed.

Harry sighed, wondering what Louis would think of him when he saw the phone.

Louis glanced at the phone he managed to pry away from Harry's fingers. His eyes widened in surprise. He slowly cleared his throat and looked down at Harry laying beneath him.

"I'm sorry." Harry whispered, tears forming in his eyes. "I found it while I was scrolling through Tumblr, and I was curious." Harry gulped. 'Please don't hate me, Lou."

Louis sighed. "Harry, I want you to know that I feel the same way. I was afraid of what you would think if you ever knew that I was in love with you." He looked back at Harry, seeing a small smile form on the younger boy's face.

"I love you too, Lou. I've wanted to tell you for a while, but I was scared you would stop talking to me. You always seem so happy and you joke all the time. I thought this would ruin everything between us." Harry whispered.

Louis slowly leaned in. "May I?" he asked nervously, his breath on Harry's face.

"I thought you'd never ask." Harry breathed, tilting his head to catch Louis' lips with his own.