Louis' eyes fluttered shut once he felt Harry kissing back. Harry's lips were just so soft and plump. The blue-eyed boy nibbled on his bottom lip while Harry bit back a blissful moan.
Harry remained stiff, unsure what to do; he never kissed a boy before.
Louis, on the other hand, let his hands roam freely around Harry's body, especially his long torso.
The Doncaster lad let his left hand fist Harry's brown locks, gently moving the boy closer to him.
Harry was first to pull back which left Louis perturbed. Had he did something wrong? Did Harry not feel the same way?
Of course not idiot, he doesn't remember you.
Mentally slapped himself for kissing the boy but didn't regret it.
Harry looked at Louis eyes searching for some sign, some spark of remembrance.
"'M not gay." The green-eyed boy whispered. He wrapped his arms around himself feeling insecure. Another boy kissed him and neither does he know him or like boys.
"Oh."
The atmosphere was quiet, none uttering a weird to the other. Harry looked down tightly holding himself, willing himself not to cry. He felt so afraid, he didn't want to lose Louis as a potential friend. Louis had pulled him from his funk.
Louis, looked at the curly-headed boy as he went to a fragile state, looking as though he will break down and cry.
Just when Harry look like he was going to break, Eleanor came to the rescue.
"It's reflection time Harold." Eleanor said wording her words carefully.
Louis hated how she called him Harold, he wanted to be the only one to call Harry Harold.
"What's that?" Harry questioned feeling confused.
"It's when you stay by yourself for an hour," Eleanor started. "You can take naps, read a book, do whatever, it's your free time by yourself."
The green-eyed boy nodded softly. Eleanor said something about him walking to his room by himself while Eleanor chats with Louis.
"What the hell was that?!"
"What was what." Louis replied.
"You kissed the patient."
Louis hated how Eleanor just called Harry a patient without any feelings of remorse.
"First off, Harry's not just a patient, okay, he's a boy with a living soul." Eleanor rolled her eyes. "Secondly, yeah I kissed Harry, so what."
Eleanor looked sad. "So you didn't feel anything at the date?"
Louis instantly felt bad. He didn't mean to lead Eleanor on. She was a nice girl, but he really liked Harry.
"Eleanor, your a very nice girl, but I-I'm gay." He stammered.
Eleanor looked down. She was more embarrassed than sad at this point.
"Oh... So, you like Harry?"
Louis nodded softly.
"I think you should leave, there's not much left for you to do." Eleanor said.
Louis left without saying word because he didn't want to stir any trouble.
The Doncaster lad wanted to peak at Harry before he left. So he jogged over to Harry's room, bumping into someone along the way.
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Remember Me
Fanfiction"Nothing's gonna change anything if I go." That's exactly what Louis was thinking when he was heading to the hospital to volunteer. His mum suggested going someplace or doing something to take his mind off of his worries, especially his deep depres...
