Long Live Us

Chapter Seven

(Louis point of view)

I was sitting up in Harry's bed, back resting against the head board. I was trying to process everything that had just happened. I can't believe I honestly just got a boner. And another thing, I just kissed my fucking best friend? What the hell? He would probably never feel that way about me. it's stupid of me to even consider that. he's my best friend, and nothing more.

"Lou?" Harry came in the room.

"Hey, Hazza" I said softly smiling.

"Are you feeling alright?"

I gave him a questioning look for a moment, not realising he was talking about how he thought I puked in the bathroom earlier, which I didn't...

"oh, yeah I'm good. Sorry bout that." I muttered looking down, hiding my face into the pillow and pulling the blanket over my head.

"Hey, Lou, it's ok, don't do that." he pulled the cover off my fave and I sat back up.

"Lou, everyone gets sick, it's ok..." he said sympathetically, brushing my hair behind my ears.

"thanks Hazza..." I said smiling at him.

he got under the covers with me and turned off the lights.

"Hey Lou?" Harry asked.

"yeah Haz?" I asked while turning to face him.

"About the kiss, earlier..." he said slowly.

I mentally froze but spoke up-

"y-yeah? what about it?" I stuttered.

"it uh, it didn't really mean anything. I mean, it was just a simple dare, right?"

"yeah.. I mean, why would it mean anything more? just some stupid dare..." I said sadly.

"right..." Harry said.

before Harry turned away, I caught a look of him face. pure sadness? 'Why would he be upset?' I wondered.

"goodnight Haz, I love you..."

"love you, too Lou." he said groggily before soft snores came out of his mouth.

"in more ways you could understand Haz, more than you would ever know..." I whispered to myself before finding myself in a peaceful slumber.