I Lost All My Innocence When I Fell In Love With You

Notes:

Well, I wrote this as two head cannons, the second part being a continuation of the first one, last year and decided to post it here. The second one was inspired on the tweet by Harry, which happens to be the lyrics of a song by Ray La Montagne (a singer Harry loves, and the same one who sings "So kiss him again just to prove to me that you can).
Anyways, enjoy.

Harry and Louis are watching TV on the couch. Louis feels his phone buzzing inside his pocket so he takes it out and unlocks the screen to read the message he has just received.

Harry flickers his eyes over him and decides he wants to tease him.

"Who's messing you, Lou?" he asks playfully.

Thing is, he already knows it's Hannah, and he can't help but feeling a little bit too jealous. He knows he has no right because Hannah is his girlfriend, but he can't help it,

"Hum?" Louis replies, like if he haven't heard him.

Harry leans over him, mischievous smirk playing on his face, and grins wider before taking the phone off Louis' hands and pulling up his arm so that Louis can't reach it.

"Give my cellphone back!" Louis demands but he doesn't seem angry at all. Not even a tiny bit. And the thing is, Harry can tell he is trying not to laugh.

"C'mon, Harold, gimme my cellphone back!" he says again.

"Do you want it?!" he smiles "Then come and get it!"

Louis leans quickly over Harry, trapping him between the couch and his body, he straights up his arm and struggles but he finally gets the phone back.

They are both giggly and breathless, cheeks flushed and eyes glassy. Harry can feel Louis' laughing against his chest and his whole body is vibrating with it.

Suddenly, Harry, with out thinking at all, leans up his he'd and gives Louis a quick yet soft kiss. When he leans his head back down again, Louis is looking at him, biting his lips and something brighting in his eyes. It takes one look...One look and they are both joining up their mouths at the same time, Harry grabbing Louis by the neck to bring him closer. Harry slips his hands to Louis' back and rolls him over so he can be on top of him as he continues kissing him, lips brushing against each other and tongues exploring timidly each other's mouths.

"I never want to stop kissing you" Harry mumbles with out breaking up the kiss.

"Then don't" Louis answers quickly because he doesn't want to stop kissing him either.

They kiss until they almost bruise each other's mouths.

Night has fallen, blue and dark sky covered up with bright stars. Harry went to the swimming pool by himself a little bit after they had finished having dinner and Louis decides it's already time to talk with him. Harry has been ignoring him every since they kissed three days ago and he can't stand that any longer. He doesn't know what do to anymore, because everytime he tries to reach out for him, Harry finds new excuses not to talk back or to leave the room as soon as he arrives. The situation's driving him crazy, and not in the good way. He needs Harry's attention more than anything. Needs to touch hum and hug him and tease him and tangle his fingers through his curls like he has been doing all these days before everything went to hell.

Louis goes to the garden and sees Harry resting himself against one of the walls of the pool, eyes closed and wet curls sticking on his forehead, water reaching the level of his nipples. He swallows, biting slightly his lower lip, as he takes out his shirt in silence. Louis walks slowly towards the edge of the pool and takes a deep breathe before diving in and swimming straight towards where Harry is. Harry opens his eyes when he hears the sound of the body hitting the water but he has no time to react. When he wants to realize, Louis is already in front of him, blocking up his way. Harry blinks, heart hammering against his ribcage so fast he feels it could break his chest.