Dear Harry,
My dear. Do you remember the day Niall found out? He was the first to find out we were a thing. We were sitting at lunch, holding hands under the table, both of us not sure whether we wanted to come out of not. Niall had dropped his fork under the table, but both of lost in our lunches forgot to untangle our hands. When Niall came back up he wore a smirk I would never forget. He asked if we were a thing and you calmly nodded, bringing our joined hands to the top of the table.
I loved that you weren't embarrassed of us. I loved that you didn't deny me in front of your friends.
I love you my dear.
Yours forever,
Louis
