*that night*
"Harry?" louis mumbled at 3:27 in the morning.
Harry shifted under the blankets, his leg landing ontop of louis. louis breathed slowly.
"Harry?" he said a bit louder. harry grunted but didn't respond. Louis sighed deeply. This was pointless.
"Lou?" Harry's voice was as deep as a 12 year olds got, after first being woken up. Louis squirmed a bit, moving his leg from under Harry's.
"Hey." louis managed back.
"Everything okay?" He mumbled
" I was wondering something actually." louis twisted his thumbs.
"Wazat?" Harry flipped over so he was face to face with louis.
"Who do you like?" louis was at this point strongly regretting this choice, and he hoped that Harry wouldn't remember this in the morning.
"Who do I like?" Harry repeated.
"Yeah." louis breathed.
"No one, really." Harry thought for a second.
"Oh okay.." louis turned his gaze away from his friends face.
"Why?" Harry squinted through the darkness to make out louis face.
"Nothing." louis responded.
"No tell me." harry demanded.
"Well you asked me when I was 12, so I thought Id ask you." louis responded
"Oh okay." Harry's heart sank a little as he thought this might be leading to something else.
Louis had gotten this far, he was going to keep going now. "were good friends right?"
"Of course!" harry replied a little too loudly.
"You can tell me anything"
"I know." harry squirmed.
"Would you tell me if something happened.. like if you, suddenly got feelings for someone?" louis worded it as carefully as possible.
"Yeah definitely." harry said confidently.
"Well... I think I have feelings for someone I shouldn't." louis burst out.
"Who?" Harry's heart was racing for an unknown reason.
"I can't tell you." louis lost his courage and folded.
"Why not." harry was disappointed.
"I just.. cant" louis closed his eyes.
"Okay.." Harry fell asleep disappointed and upset.
...............................................................
Louis woke and harry wasn't in the bed beside him.
"Harry?" louis grumbled, eyes half open.
"Haz?" he said a little more loudly. Louis trudged down the stairs still in search of his friend. He went to the kitchen and Anne was in there.
"Do you know where Harry is?" louis questioned.
"He was up early and headed out the door, I think he's playing footie in the backyard." she answered. Louis slipped his coat on and stepped into the chili morning air.
"Haz what are you doing its 8 in the morning?!" louis questioned his friend who was on the other side of the yard, bouncing the football on his leg. He ignored louis and continued to kick the ball.
"Harry!" louis shouted over the wind that was blowing his fringe back and forth. Harry didnt look up from kicking the ball. louis stood in the cold barefoot staring at him.
After what must have been at least half an hour it started to rain a little bit. Harry dropped the ball and kicked it under the porch, following it to the door. He walked past louis, their shoulders brushing and louis took the chance to whisper in his ear, "It was you" Louis said this as quietly as possible and very much hoped he didn't hear him.
Harry turned to look at Louis so fast he thought he got whiplash.
"What?" Harry knew what he thought louis was talking about, but he wanted to be sure.
"You're the one I shouldn't have feelings for.." louis refused to look up, seeming to find his shoes very interesting.
"What...what kind of feelings?" Harry's heart skipped a beat.
"You know.... those... feelings." Louis didn't want to say that he loved Harry with all his heart and it wasn't best friend love it was real, real love.
"Really?" Harry stood there his mouth gapped open, heart going a mile a minute.
"Yeah." louis whispered. The rain was coming down hard around them, but it didn't matter. They couldn't feel the icy wetness, they were both very warm.
"Maybe I... maybe I feel that way too." harry was also starring at his shoes now.
"Really?" louis head jerked up to look his friend in the eyes.
"I think so." Harry met louis gaze.
"What to we do about it?" louis asked, very red in the face.
"There's nothing we can do." harry replied. They made it a mutual agreement at that moment, not speaking it out loud, but both knew they couldn't tell anyone. No one but them would know and they weren't going to do anything about it right now. Maybe later, but not right now.
Even though Harry's 2 years younger, his courage was very large at that moment. He leaned over and kissed louis on the cheek, sending butterflies flying in both stomachs.
