Larry Stylinson (one shots)

Just Maybe

Harry- 14, Louis- 17

Harry loves the spring, loves to watch the flowers blossom and grow into each season. The vibrant colours of some and pastel colours of others help put his mind at peace. His favourite pass time is when he gets to sit down in the greenhouse with a bunch of flowers and twist and shape them into little flower crowns, he knows many people find him weird and think he acts girly or even looks it but thats okay because he has the one friend that he ever needs already in his life, Louis Tomlinson.

Sometimes the rude comments from people at his school get to him and he wants to break done in a load of tears  he tries not to though because he's 14, thats practically an adult. He doesn't want to seem like 'just a little kid' to his Lou either, Louis with the gorgeous eyes, the fluffy hair and the smile that radiates everything. Harry thinks that Louis is perfect in every way, he doesn't tell him though he doesn't want to scare him off. But Louis knows that Harry has had a cute little crush on him for years now and Louis doesn't mind, he quite likes Harry himself.

When people make comments about Harry and Harry hears them he can't help but to be sad and Louis will be sad because his boy is sad. Louis sometimes doesn't realise the hurt Harry feels from the comments spat at him so when he can't take seeing Harry so sad anymore he leaves,  storms out the door. Harry doesn't know if he's going to come back, thinks Louis has found out how much of a pathetic kid Harry is, so he sits on the couch that is now disappearing from warmth and he cries. He cries till his eyes are puffy, his head is pounding and the tear stream around his face. Louis does come back though, half an hour later, sees his boy on the couch all puffy-eyed and sniffling. He sits himself on the floor in front of Harry and plays with his hair, wipes away the tear tracks and kisses Harry's nose.He tells him how sorry he is, how he doesn't like seeing Harry shy away and not stick up for himself. Telling him how they'll get through everything together because they're 'HarryandLouis' and Harry quite likes the idea of that.

Harry knows he'll always have Louis by his side,he knew it beforehand but having the reassurance made it believable, so he starts smiling more than being upset and people begin to notice. They're still only friends who hang out whenever possible and smile and laugh together but Harry thinks he can deal with that for the time being. 

As one season leads into another and it is now April they end up spending more and more time in the greenhouse and out the back on the field. They manage to plant various flowers for Harry to tend to, sure it took a lot of work but Louis likes the idea of making his boy happy. 

The day they're out in the greenhouse is the day when Louis can't help but stare at Harry, one of those days where he looks exceptionally beautiful and leaves Louis thinking how its remotely possible that Harry keeps looking better and better every passing day. Louis stares at his boy; his hair is all windswept and there's dirt on the scruffs of his jeans at the knee, he's in Louis' old hoodie that is hanging off his shoulders and he's twirling a flower around with his fingers. 

"Oi, that flowers not fully grown yet you twat. You can't just pick them yet" Louis jokes

"I grow them, i can do whatever i like with them" Harry playfully teases.

"C'mere" Louis says and its softer then before, plucking the flower out of Harry's hand and tucking it behind Harry's ear. "There, Beautiful" Louis whispers.

Harry's not quite sure why the atmosphere turned quite all of a sudden but it makes him shy and blush under the new found attention. He blushes as red as the flower located behind his ear and Louis can't help but think how gorgeous Harry looks. At this point Harry has shed away with his head tilted down. Louis places his finger under Harry's chin to tilt his head up. Before he can even think twice his mouth is on Harry's and it feels right. The kiss is a little sloppy because of the angle. The fact that its Harry's first kiss makes Louis pull away, with resistance of course. 

"Fuck, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take your first kiss away from you. Well, shit maybe i did.  Its just you look so beautiful and I've liked you for a while now. You're so innocent and sweet Haz i wouldn't want any dick to go and steal your first kiss away from you. So okay I'm glad it was me but i-" Louis begins

"Ive wanted you to be mine for a while now" Louis manages to finish

"okay" is the only reply Louis manages to get out of Harry.

"Okay?" he questions

A strand of hair falls into Harry's eyes and Louis brushes it back with shaking fingers but a gentle touch. His hand leads down to sit on Harry's waist and he just looks into Harry's eyes for a moment. Harry doesn't know what Louis' doing but he lets him, he blinks and fidgets a lot because of the gaze, but lets him none the less.

Suddenly Louis' leaning down and Harry's leaning up and their lips meet again. Its better this time and maybe thats because both boys now know that they both want each other. Maybe its because Harry is surrounded by his favourite things, Louis and flowers, or maybe its because Louis just spilt everything Harry ever wanted to hear in one go. Louis is soft with Harry, soft lips on his own with gentle movements, soft hands crawling under the jumper that Louis is afraid Harry will grow out of one day, but never taking the kiss too far. He traces his hand along Harry's spine making Harry shiver at the touch. He licks gently into Harry's mouth making him whine and want more. Harry has never felt like this before, so breathless and dizzy because of a boy who means the world to him. Louis finishes the kiss with a few pecks on his lips and one on his nose. 

"Be mine, baby? Be my boyfriend" Louis whispers to Harry 

"Yes, all yours" Harry replies as quickly as he can.

And maybe they kiss a billion times more that day, maybe they're constantly glued to each other more and more everyday, maybe the greenhouse ends up the place where they celebrate their anniversary every year, and maybe they get married on a sunny day in April. Just maybe.