Summary:
Louis and Gemma have been best friends for years, having sleepovers every weekend.
But lately, Louis has been developing feelings for Gemma's brother and he doesn't quite know what to do about that.
(I suck at summaries. Sorry)
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Louis had a problem. A problem that was slowly getting out of hand.
For years he and Gemma had been best friends, but lately there was tension between them and Louis knew all too well that he was causing all the problems.
It wasn’t that they were fighting, not at all. In reality nothing had changed in their friendship, but the thing was, Louis had developed a crush on Gemma’s brother, Harry.
He’d been attracted to him the first time they met, sure, who wouldn’t be, Harry was a beautiful young man. But back then Louis had dismissed it, as he didn’t want to jeopardize his friendship with Gemma.
But as the years went on, his feelings for Harry had only increased.
Louis did his very best to ignore his feelings. It wasn’t like Harry saw him as anything else besides his sisters best friend. He probably saw Louis as a brother...
Now here he was, in Gemma’s room, having a sleepover like they had every week. Gemma had been asleep for a while now but Louis just couldn’t relax, not whilst knowing Harry was in the other room.
Judging by the sounds coming from next door, Harry was probably playing some games on his PlayStation or something.
Louis lay listening to the sounds coming from next door for a few more minutes. Deciding there was no way he was going to fall asleep any time soon, he detangled himself from the sheets as quietly as he could, not waking Gemma, and left the room, softly closing the door behind him.
He made his way to the kitchen, tea might help him calm down.
“Hey we match!”
Louis almost knocked his tea over when he heard Harry’s voice from behind him. He looked over his shoulder and there he was, wearing nothing but his blue/black boxers. Louis gulped and tried not to stare at his insanely toned body.
“What do you mean?” Louis asked, trying desperately to look anywhere besides his almost naked body.
“We’re wearing matching colours!”
Harry pointed at the blue shirt and black boxers Louis was wearing.
“Anyways, I thought you were asleep. The giggling stopped ages ago” Harry smiled big at Louis, hands on his hips.
Louis felt a lump in his throat and swallowed. “Uh... yeah.. Gems is asleep, I was a bit restless so I came down for tea. You want some?”
He wanted to ask Harry to put a shirt on, just so he could focus. But he’d seen him without his shirt on so many times, it would be suspicious if he suddenly tried to act all modest.
“You want to watch a movie or something then? I am nowhere near tired yet.” Harry said.
Louis wanted to say no, he came down here to stop thinking about him. Watching a movie with him, probably sitting next to him was the dumbest thing he could do. Yet of course he nodded and followed Harry back to his room. A room he’d been in many times, but never without Gemma.
An hour later Louis found himself next to Harry on his bed. They were half an hour into the Hunger Games and Louis had probably managed to watch 5 minutes... His mind was working overtime and he kept looking at Harry’s body, lying next to him on the bed as Harry’s eyes were glued to the screen.
