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chapter 7

Louis' POV

I was almost falling asleep in Harry's arms but then he starts moving. I open my eyes and look straight in Harry's. He looks a bit confused and scared. I feel soething hard against my belly. Is that what i think it is?!
O MY GAWD!
Just when I was about to ask something he says something about going to the toilet and rushes away. I roll over to his side of the bed. It's still so warm and it smells so much like him, so good. I'm thursty, so i go to the kitchen and take a beer. When I'm about to go back to the bed, I hear some noice coming out of the bathroom. I go closer and... is he moaning? O MY GAWD! I feel my hard one coming up. O no this can't happen. Why is it so hard to control myself? He's probably thinking of one of his girlfriends. With that thought i start crying. But when i hear the toilet flush, I quickly go back to the bed and wipe my tears away. Harry comes in the bedroom in only his boxer. I forgot to put the lights of in the kitchen so I could littarly see his sixpack and all his tattoos. Damn. I could feel my boner coming up again. SHIT. Why is this happening? I'm straight goddammid. I'm straight...
But I can't keep my eyes of his body. He's so hot. He's blushing. So cute. "Why are the lights on?" He asks while he's avoiding to look at my face? "Just went for a drink." I answer while showng him my beer. "Oh no!!" he walks fast to me and takes the beer. "You've had enough for now!" He walks to the kitchen and returns with a glass of water. "Here drink this" I just do what he asks and put the empty glass on the ground. Harry lets himself fall on the bed next to e after putting the lights of. He lays so close. I can't help myself. I want to kiss him, to cuddle him, to lay in his arms. Before I know it and can stop myself, I'm sitting on top of him. He lookes suprised "What-" I cut him of by kissing him. I expected that he would push me away or something but instead he kisses me back and puts his on my back to pull me closer to him. I never, littarly never expected that I would kiss a guy like that. And definitly didn't think it would be this good. We sit like that for a few minutes or something like that. I almost can't stop myself. But then I think of the Modest! and the fact that Harry probably only kisses me to comfort me. I stop before I was going to cry again. "We should probably get some sleep" I say. Shit he can probably hear the crack in my voice. "Yeah" Harry answers. Does he sounds disapointed? I roll of him. A few minutes we just lay like that and then I feel Harry's arms around me. I'm crying but I hope he doesn't see it.
It was just the acohol. Tomorrow I won't remember a thing... At least that is what I'm going to tel him. Otherwise I have no explainition for what I've done...