Something else // L.S

Chapter 9

Louis' POV

It was Thursday night. Two days after mine and Harry's ‘almost’ kiss. We hardly talked to each other except when we asked each other for something or talking about the song we were writing.

I really screwed things up. I shouldn't have tried to kiss him. I just freaked him out and he obviously doesn't feel the same way about me. If he did, he would've let me kiss him, right?

The last 2 days have been weird. I just decided to ignore Harry at school, which was ok because he had the same idea.

It was 6pm and we were currently in Harry's music room working on the song we wrote. It was due tomorrow and Harry and I had finished everything. I was pretty happy with our efforts even though he did most of it, not that I made him.

I was waiting for my solo came up in the song as I played the guitar and harry played the piano;

"I want you here with me, Like how I pictured it, so I don’t have to keep imagining" Harry sang.

I really liked the lyrics. We both added things into it. I don’t think the song had any story behind it, but it kind of make me think of Harry and I, in a way I guess..

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An hour had passed and we were finally happy with our song. Our voices sounded great together. They were so different but perfect in a mix.

"Sounds great" I say smiling.

Harry gets up and comes to sit down next to me on the floor smiling.

“Ready for tomorrow?”

“Sure am” I reply showing a small smirk.

“Im sorry about the other day..”

“Its okay Louis” He assures me.

“No its not…I almost kissed you and-“

“Louis, its fine, I don’t mind” He cuts me off. Phew.

I just smile, looking right at him.

I never noticed how beautiful his eyes really are. They were a bold emerald colour and it’s too easy to get lost him them if you stare at him long enough, which has become a routine of mine.

I began leaning in towards Harry.

My crush on Harry has escalated a lot in the last few days. I kept questioning myself if this is normal because I normally don’t like gay people...Which I feel really bad about, but something about Harry just pulled me in, maybe I’m just gay for harry?

I tried to forget about my feelings for Harry by distracting myself with Eleanor, but that never worked. I constantly had Harry on my mind.

What has this boy done to me?

Finally I was close enough to Harry’s face so I could feel his quickened breaths on my face that smelt like bubble-gum, which I liked.

"Louis what are y-" Before Harry could reply I pressed my lips against his.

At first he stiffened, and didn’t react, but when I started nibbling on his bottom lip, he began kissing me back.

Holy shit. I’d never felt this way before when I’d kissed someone. Sparks were shooting through my entire body, and I liked it.

His lips were so soft and sweet. The feeling of them on mine was amazing. I swear I could kiss him like this for the rest of my life.

A moan escaped his lips, causing me to lay him down with my hovering over him with my legs parted, my knees resting on the floor with my hands on each side of his face, with his legs in-between mine.