It's Complicated ( Larry Stylingson )

Chapter 3

Louis' POV

Ok Louis. You can do this.

Ding dong!

The door opened to reveal, not Harry, but his mum.

" Well hello dear, who are you?" She asked

" My name is Louis, I came to see Harry." I replied

" Looks like Harry did make some friends at school after all, come in Harry is in his room, i'll tell him to come down."

" Thank you Mrs. Styles." I smiled

" Call me Anne." She smiled back

I went inside the house. It was very nice looking everything was modern. It was so neat.....Too neat.... I feel like stepping on the floor will ruin it.

" Take a seat, sweetheart." Anne said leading me to the couch .

" Ok."

Really Louis? Ok! Godamn. This isn't working out as I've hoped.

" HARRY! COME DOWN! YOUR FRIEND IS HERE!" Anne yelled from down the stairs.

I chuckled at her yelling. But stopped laughing when I heard Harry reply.

" Coming!" He yelled back .

Then I saw the same curly hair and green eyes. Beautiful.

God. I have a serious problem don't I?

" Hi Louis. " He flashed his award winning smile.

" Hi Harry." I smiled back.

I had to take Harry's appearance. He looked....very handsome. He was wearing a plain white shirt and dark jeans.

" Want to go upstairs? "He asked

" Sure."

I took my shoes off and put them in the shoe closet then followed Harry to his room upstairs.

He laid down on his bed as I just stayed in an awkward position.

" You know you don't have to stand there, come sit by me." He sat up and patted a seat next to him on the bed.

My breath hitched as I sat by him.

I noticed he was staring at me, as I stared at him.

Our eyes traveled to each other's lips, and we were getting closer...and closer...

And without warning.

They collided.

And there where sure as hell a lot of sparks.

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Harry's POV

I couldn't stop staring at his features.

His face is flawless. How can everybody not like Louis? He is the most amazing person I have ever met.

My eyes traced down to his plump pink lips.

And with no warning.

They collided.

Sparks flew.

It started sweet and simple, but then it it got more passionate and rougher.

I traced my tongue on his bottom lip begging for entrance, which he granted right away.

Our tongues fought for dominance, I won.

He tugged at my curls causing me to moan in pleasure. Curl tugging is my biggest turn on. But..he's a guy....

Fuck it. I guess I will have to accept the fact I like another boy.

We broke for air.

" Did you feel it too?" He asked

" Yes." I replied

" What are we going to do then. It is obvious we like each other. Even if we are boys." I said

" There's only one thing to do." He said

" And what is that?"

" Umm....date?" He blushed

He looked adorable blushing

" Ok, Louis Tomlinson, will you be my boyfriend?"

His eyes widened and he smiled that toothy smile that I love.

" Hell yeah." He said making me chuckle

Our lips collided once again.