Summary:
Harry has a secret. Its not very particular or life changing. But it may change the way everyone has even seen Harry. Louis finds out when he walks into the kitchen to find his best friend doing something...different.
Louis
As I shut the front door, I slip my shoes off and sigh loudly. I look around and hear rustling in the kitchen. I smile and walk through the door and see something unexpected.
He sees his best friend, Harry, siting on the counter painting his nails. I lick my lips and look down his long body. He's wearing a blue button up shirt that's tide over his belly button, blue denim short sorts, white knee high socks, and black high heals. That's when I realise that Harry is cross dressing.
He stops his movements and looks up slowly, his eyes widening when he realises my presence.
"Oh. Lou. Uh...Your h-home." He studders.
I blink. "Um Haz. Why are you dressed like that?" He bites his lip making him look even prettier.
Yes, I like Harry. In a physically, emotionally, and sexually way. The fact that he's dressed as a girl makes me have a bigger want for him.
"Um, its more comfortable?...Ugh okay fine I like doing it. Dont judge." He states while looking at the wall.
I smirk and walk closer to him. "I'm not judging. In all honesty." I pause to step inbetween his legs and grave his hips. "I like you like this!"
Harry blushes. "Really?" I nod and he slams his lips to mine.
I eagerly kiss back and pull him off the counter. I carry him upstairs, only to find that all of that isn't the only thing he's wearing.
(A/n: Meaning Harry was also wearing a thong ! (; )
The next morning I walk downstairs to the boy that is now only wearing one of my shirts. I smile and wrap my arms around his waist. He giggles and leans into the touch.
"So your fine with my cross drsssing?"
I snort and shake my head. "Like I said. I like you like this!"
