Wrong Number... Actually Not!

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Harry got ready to leave for the Tomlinson's. He still don't understand why they even need a babysitter.

Louis is Eighteen and so is Harry. Off course, he don't need a babysitter.

But again, Anne said Jay always treats Louis like a baby so...

Harry sighed and left his house in a bad mood. I mean... Let's be honest here. Who would like to spend their sunday babysitting seven kids when one of them is same age as you?

Harry knocked twice on Jay's door. He heard Louis yell "I'll take it!" Before light footsteps.

The door opened revealing a Louis who was staring at the phone in his little hands but Harry was staring at Louis. Well...his appearance.

He was wearing a black shorts and crop top that showed of his curves really well.

"Yeah so-" Louis looked up from the phone and froze. Harry was gawking at his body with his bottom lip between his teeth. At last he looked up at Louis' face only to be met with a horrified expression.

Harry thought Louis could not look anymore horrified. That was until Jay called out from the kitchen. "Who is it Boobear?"

Harry smirked and took a step forward but still not entering the house. But Louis didn't move. He was frozen on his spot.

"Hello Boobear..." Harry said slowly and Louis gulped. "Gosh! You do look pretty in those tight shorts and crop top." He smiled and well...Louis thought his stomach was gonna explode.

"What happened Boobear? I'm standing right in front of you. Aren't you gonna use one of you cheesy pickup lines?" Harry smirked and if Louis wasn't in such a shock, he would've slapped (kissed) it off his face.

"I-I ran out of t-those." Louis managed to breath out.

"Oh? That's no problem at all. I have some." Harry moved closer and now he was standing in the house.

"Yeah?" Louis asked, his heart racing as Harry stepped closer.

"Yeah." Harry said wrapping his one arm around Louis bare waist and cupping his face with the other. "I thought Diamonds were the prettiest thing in the world, until I saw you." Harry stroked Louis' cheek as it turned pink.

"Is your face from McDonalds?... Cause I'm loving it." Harry said and Louis started giggling which was the best sound Harry had ever heard.

"Are you Google?... Cause you have everything I'm searching for." Harry said with a goofy face. "Are you a keyboard? Cause you're my type." At this point Louis couldn't stop giggling.

Harry made a serious face and asked "Is your dad a terrorist?" Louis stoped laughing and looked at him with wide eyes. "Because you are a Bomb." Harry grinned like a goof and Louis hit his shoulder laughing under his breath before breaking free from Harry's grip and walking away.

"Excuse me?" Harry said grabbing Louis' wrist and stopping him from walking away. "Can you empty your pockets?" Louis raised his eyebrows. "I believe you've stolen my heart."

It did not make Louis laugh. It turned him into a blushing mess. Harry once again walked closer to Louis.

"Have you ever heard of princesses?" Louis nodded. "Let me know if you ever want to be treated like one." And Louis couldn't be any redder.

Harry bit his lip before saying "Your lips look lonely...I'm sure they'd like to meet mine." Louis' breath hitched when Harry's nose bumped with his. He could feel Harry's breath on his lips as he spoke again.

"So can I borrow a kiss? I promise I'll give it back." And who was Louis to say no? So he just nodded clenching his eyes shut as Harry leaned in.

Both the boys felt as if their bodies were on fire as their lips connected. Their kiss was soft, sweet but also passionate and promising. Louis let his arm snake around Harry's neck and softly pull at the hairs at the nape of his neck.

Harry ran his tongue on Louis' bottom lips begging for entrance which he's been gladly granted. He lets his tongue explore Louis' mouth that taste like candies.

Harry pulls back when he gets a salty taste on his lips. He panics when he realises Louis was crying.

"Hey baby?" He ask cupping Louis' face with both his hands. "What's wrong? Why you're crying, love?"

"I love you. I love you so much." Louis cried and clung to Harry hiding his face in the crook of his neck.

"Is that such a bad news?"

Louis laugh through his tears shaking his head.

"No, you dumbass. I've been in love with you since two years and lost every hope that you would ever like me back. I used to cry for hours when you dated Taylor. And now, our kiss..it was like a dream come true. It overwhelmed me. They are like...happy tears." Louis sniffled. Harry could feel Louis' hot tears and the movement of his lips on this neck as he spoke.

"How would you feel if I tell you that I've been crushing on you since two years as well?" Harry asked running his fingers through louis' hairs.

Louis pulls back a little and looks at Harry with wide eyes. "That can't be true.."

"It is though." Harry grinned.

"No. If you tell me that you liked me since two years but didn't make a move, imma kill you Harold Styles!" Louis warned pointing a finger at Harry's chest.

"Oh..okay then..I'll stay quiet. I don't want my boyfriend to go to jail for killing me." Harry grinned.

"Boyfriend?!" Louis pushed Harry away and spoke dramatically in a high pitched voice. "At least take me on a date first. Geezz!! Desperate boys nowadays!"

"So you don't wanna be my boyfriend now? Alrighty. We'll see about it after the date." Harry shrugged.

"Noo!!" Louis almost yelled and Harry smirked. "I mean..uh..I don't mind being your boyfriend if you're sooo desperate. I don't wanna hurt your feelings you know?"

"Yeah yeah. I know, kitten." Harry said kissing the tip of Louis' nose.

"I love you, haz." Louis smiled.

"You mean the world to me, boo." And that was enough for Louis to know that Harry wasn't ready for those three words yet. But he was more than happy cause what Harry said didn't mean anything less than those three words.

So louis just went on his tip toes to peck Harry's lips and rub their noses together.

"I'm hungry." Harry said and Louis laughed.

"That was random af but okay. I'll get you something to eat." Louis said and turn towards the kitchen.

He let out a squeak when he saw his mum at the kitchen entrance with a camera in her hand. "Mum what are you doing here?"

"Just..recording the lovely Larry movement. To play it on your wedding." Jay shrugged, switching the camera off.

"How much did you record?" Harry asked curiously.

"From the first pickup line." Jay smirked. "Alright. I have to leave now. Behave around the girls you two love birds." She said and left the two boys alone.

Harry looked at Louis before smirking "So my dear Louis Tomlinson, would you at last like to go on a date with me?"

"Yes, you fool." Louis grinned.

"Only for you." Harry said before pinning Louis against the counter and grabbing his waist.

"And her we go again." Louis said before Harry pressed his mouth to his.