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15

harry fumbled with the keys as he tried to unlock the door leading to his home. he cursed under his breath, the alcohol seeping through his veins making him more dizzy.

drunk.

he was so drunk.

after about five minutes of cursing, he gave up on unlocking the door. his legs gave up on him too, making him slide down the door.

it wasn't that late, so he wouldn't be surprised if the door opened up.

and it did, causing him to fall backwards. his eyes looked forward--upward--to where louis stood wearing sweatpants with a very familiar looking lilac sweater.

"s' my sweater." harry points out to what louis was wearing. he hiccups and giggles.

"are you drunk?" louis asks the obvious. worry coating his soft voice.

"nope. m' sober." he giggles again, "okay, maybe not?"

he helped harry up and walked him towards the couch. louis had a hard time doing so, since harry was taller than him; and drunk harry is kind of...

naughty.

and he moves a lot.

"lou, babe." he giggles as he nuzzles his head on louis' shoulder, "don't weave."

a soft smile breaks through louis' face. harry looked so soft and cuddly; he never imagined seeing harry this way.

well, he did, before. but because of his amnesia, harry was mad most of the time.

"lemme just close the door, okay kitten?" louis placed a kiss on top of harry's curly locks.

when louis stood up, harry pulled him by the sleeves of his sweater making him stumble backwards and sit on harry's lap.

"been a bad boy, lou." he growls on the boy's ears, "punish me, daddy."

louis can feel all his blood rush up to his tanned face. he blushed at the tone of harry's voice and tensed under his touch.

he stood up quick, "u-um."

he gulped, his adam's apple bobbing as he does so. he noticed harry's eyes darken and he took big steps towards the door ignoring him.

fuck. louis whispered to himself.

he heard harry chuckle.

"wanna go to room. hafta tell somethin'" he hiccups again.

"then go to the room you big loaf." louis stammers.

he went to the kitchen and got some water for harry. as he turned around, his heart almost dropped for harry had scared the shit out of him.

"get off the counter haz!" he smacks the legs of the boy.

"nope." he popped the 'p'.

louis groans and leaves the glass of water in the counter, "i'm done."

he walks to the bedroom to which harry follows like a lost dog. his shoulder was slumped and he was pouting.

"louis." he sighs as he sat down the carpeted floor.

"hush harold." louis pats the space on the bed beside him, "come 'ere."

harry sat beside louis and stares at him. his oceanic blue eyes melting the emerald ones.

harry inched their faces closer, cupping louis' cheek in the process. their breaths became uneven as the tip of their noses touch.

flushed cheeks and chapped lips.

"may i?" harry asks for louis permission.

louis nods out of no where. his guts telling him that he should.

even if it felt wrong in his mind, the idea sounds so right.

harry slowly kissed louis. his kisses full of passion and sincerity.

he was drunk but it wasn't one of those sloppy kisses.

it was the sweet, slow kind.

louis' eyes flutter at their contact. his lips slowly parting like an invitation for harry to go in and explore.

his tongue darted inside, his tongue brushing the older boys' one. louis hand gripped on harry's shirt. he felt so good that he wanted more.

harry smiled through the kiss as he heard louis groan. the curly headed lad bit louis lip which made him moan.

as they pulled away for air, harry chuckled. his lips still brushing louis'.

"i love you so much." he whispers, "so, so much."

louis' thin lips formed a smile before kissing the younger one. he was happy.

harry found himself touching louis' chest under the sweater, making louis groan.

he pulled away.

"h-harry." louis gasp as harry's head disappear under the lilac sweater.

it was bigger than louis, so harry was able to fit his head in.

"w-wait." he gasps again as he felt harry licking his sensitive nipples.

"h-haz." his voice was shaky as his eyelids flutter. he didn't want to do it with harry.

not while he's drunk.

"h-harry!" he cursed under his breath, "fuck. wait. wait."

he was breathless due to harry's skillful fingers and tongue that's been playing with his perky nipples.

"y-you're drunk." he groans as he tries to pry the younger boy off of him.

well, out if his sweater first.

harry shook his head his warm breath fanning his nipples, "became sober after the kisses."

he pulled his head out of the sweater and stared at louis. his face flushed and his lips chapped and a little bit swollen.

"oh." he smirks at louis, "well, we can stop if you want..."

louis' half lidded eyes widened at the proposition of harry. honestly, he didn't want to stop. he felt good.

okay, he felt amazing.

louis shakes his head, his fringe falling right above his eyes.

"you know lou..." he trails off, "you usually top."

with that being said, the blue eyed boys' jaw dropped making harry stiffle a laugh.

harry nods.

on the inside, he was wishing that this moment wouldn't end soon. he knows it will, so now he wanted to enjoy this.

to savor the moment.

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Another chapter done!

:)

hehe. it's been a while since i wrote a kissing scene so... sorry if it sucked.

all the love,
xx