I Think I May Love You... (LouisxHarry)

Chapter 1: Secrets

Hi everybody! Guess who finaly stopped being lazy and updated?

That's right. Harry Potter.

But anyhoo.....sorry this first chapter took me so long! Stupid school...but hey I got paid $25 for one Hazza drawing so we have that going for us! This chapter may seem a little slow paced but hey! It /will/ get better! Unfortunately there's no Niam in /this/ part but I will be sure to include some soon. No lies! Hope you guys enjoy it! Oh! and if you want to follow me on twitter to chat about the story, Larry, see my latest fanart, or just the 1D boys in general just message me!

 ~ Love, your Boo-bear <3 

Chapter one: Secrets 

Song(s) that inspired this chapter: Marry You by Bruno Mars, Dog Days by Florence and The Machine, Over My Head (cable car) by The Fray

Louis POV

I drifted in and out of sleep, the car going over one bump after another. Warm morning sunlight began to fall on my face and I sighed contentedly because quite frankly, it had been so cold and dark when they'd gotten in the blasted car! They had just finished their tour in Australia and the plane ride had been bad enough. Seemed like all the boys were suffering from a severe case of jet lag.

Except for Niall of course. He seemed to be bouncing around from the moment we touched down.

"Louis!" A soft voice whispered in my ear. "Boo bear!" I felt two arms wrap around my waist and soft curls tickle my cheek as someone buried their face into my neck. I grumbled but I had to admit, it felt nice. I peeked my eyes open to glance down but it was soooo bright! It didn't matter though. I knew who it was. I would know his voice anywhere.

"Hazza," I moaned, closing my eyes tighter. I was so tired. Every time I thought I was close to sleep on the plane I was jolted awake by Harry and his camera or Niall singing too loudly to his iPod.

Besides I had been having the loveliest dream about a carrot cake... Why couldn't he just let me sleep for a little while longer? I felt him smile against my skin.

"Time to go home Boo," he mumbled, his breath sighing across my skin, causing goose bumps to shoot up there.

That was why he was waking me up. And trust me that was not an easy task.

I groaned and curled into his chest, clinging to his black band tee. I took a deep breath and smiled. It smelled like Harry. My Harry.

"Carry me," I mumbled back, my voice thick, and raw with sleep, and opened my eyes as wide as I could, pouting up at him sleepily. His gorgeous green eyes sparkled down at me as he pulled away from my neck and leaned his forehead against mine.

He smiled at me, his lips parting to make one those famous Styles' smiles. This one was my favorite. It was more a mischievous grin, not quite big enough to be a smile but so close, and it always meant I had gotten whatever I wanted. I could see one of his dimples. So cute.

"Sure thing Lou Lou." One of his arms left my waist and cradled my legs as I slowly lifted my arms up to wrap around his neck so he was carrying me bridal style . It was my turn to cuddle.

A lot of people would find this overly affectionate.

"Friends just didn't act that way toward each other! Especially boys! It just isn't natural!" Well then you only need to know one thing...

They're wrong.

This was how mine and Harry's friendship went. We cuddled, joked around, talked for hours, sang, we did everything together. Ever since that first day they put us and the rest of the boys together on the X Factor. Since that silly moment when we met in the bathroom: he was mine and I was his. And the funny thing is that when I say things like that people automatically think "Couple!" But in actuality Harry and were are both as straight as two fellows could be...well...as far as I knew.