Where Have You Been? {L.S}

Memory 3

A/N:This is just gonna be the a memory! :)

Harry was sitting on Louis bed watching him dance around to the insanely loud music. Harry cracked a smile at the older boy. The only reason Harry stuck around was because he had feelings for Louis. No friendship feelings, like romantic feelings. The thought of that made Harry blush madly. Louis noticed his blush and raised an eyebrow.

"Whatcha thinkin' curly?" Louis asked sitting next to Harry with a smile looking at his curly haired friend. Harry shrugged not really wanting to admit that he, Harry Edward Styles, had feelings for, Louis William Tomlinson.

"Eh, there your lying. We've been best friends for a while now. I know you." Louis nudged Harry's arm lightly when he said that. Harry bit his lip. Should I tell him? Harry thought. He decided he should and just let it out.

"Lou, I think I might like you?" Harry said uncertain on how to say it. Louis let out a laugh.

"I like you too. I've known that." Louis replied with a crooked smile. Harry sighed, just hoping his best friend would realize that he likes him not in that way.

"Louis. I like you. Not as a friend I think I might actually like you like you." Harry mumbled with a blush creeping up on his cheeks. Yes harry was embarrassed to admit to these feelings because he never liked a boy like this. He always had a interest in girls. Louis stayed quiet for a moment before grinning. Harry looked up and saw Louis grinning.

"Harold, I like you a lot actually. For a while now. I'm just glad you admitted your feelings before I had to because that would be really weird for me. I've always been gay but I didn't think you were." Louis said looking up at Harry. Harry looked at Louis bewildered. Louis liked him back? Louis took the chance and kisses him slowly yet gently. Harry was shocked but kissed kissed back. Harry finally found out what he was actually doing. He pulled away and grabbed his bag and mumbled an excuse on why he was leaving and he left in a blink of an eye. Louis just seat there wondering what he did wrong.

Harry rushed into his house and run up into his room closing the door and flopped on the bed. He touched his lips. He just kissed his best friend. Why would he kiss his best friend?! Harry let out a frustrated sound. Anne must've heard hear Harry come in and she opened the door and saw her son laying on his bed.

"Harry you okay?" Anne asked stepping in his bedroom with a concerned look on her face.

"Yeah. I... Never mind.." Harry said not really wanting to tell his mother that he kissed his best friend which is a boy.

"What is it? You know I won't judge Harold." Anne sat at the end of his bed looking at her son. Harry sat up and looked his mother then at his hands.

"Louisandikissedjustlikeacoupleminutesago." Harry said all to fast to even know what he was saying. Anne was confused.

"Speak slower." She said sighing.

"Louis and I kissed just like a couple minutes ago." He mumbled afraid of his mother reaction.

"Louis mum and I thought y'all would be together. But why he would react right now?" Anne said, but the end mostly to herself.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked looking up at his mum.

"The Tomlinsons are moving away. Away from Cheshire."

A/N 2: Hope this is good! It might be a little short. I changed the ages so it would be a little better. Harry is age 14 in this and in high school he is 17. Thoughts?

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