Author Unknown.// Larry

Twelve -Falling-

Harry's pov

He was beautiful, absolutely stunning. I can't believe he asked me to go with him, it was supposed to be his day. We were driving to the dance, more specifically, the senior prom. Louis asked me exactly a week ago, he was so small and scared of rejection, how could I refuse? He was Louis, I could never say no.

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"Haz?" Louis looked up at me, we were settled down, watching an episode of Doctor Who on the couch.

"Yeah?" I looked down at him, he was absolutely adorable, his blue eyes were illuminated by the soft telivision light. He looked angelic, beautiful, but scared. "What is it Lou?"

Louis reminded me of a child, so small , so vulnerable. "I-I-maybe, just, I was wondering-If you." He stopped, and my eyebrows furrowed. I was caught in confusion.

"What is it Lou?" I was starting to get worried, silly little me.

"Maybe, um, want to go to prom with me?" Louis blushed, and hid in my shoulder. I looked at him in awe, that was the last thing that I expected,but I was glad it happened.

"Of course, Lou," I smiled as he looked up at me through his lashes. Sounds of Daleks chanting filled the backround as we looked into each others eyes. I might sound cheesy and utterly smitten, but I can't seem to care. It was a moment I would never take back.

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His bronze skin shined in the moonlight, grinning, he stuck his head out the window, closing those beautiful ocean blue eyes of his. He let go, I could see it. I could feel it. I could even smell it. My beautiful little Louis let go, I couldn't be more happy.

He stuck his head back into the car, and looked at me, uncertainty filled his features. I looked at him with slight worry, "What's wrong?" My vision shifted from him to the road, I was driving, what could I do?

I saw the school approach us, lights brightened the sky, "Nothing. No-Nothing is wrong," He sighed, "Um, okay, one more thing."

I drove into the parking lot, seeing girls with prom dresses and boys in their best suits. "What is it?" I parked, turning the car off to give Louis my full attention.

"Soiwasthinking," He said, faster than I thought fast could be, "Doyouwanttobemyboyfriend?"

I smiled, looking at the small boy in front of me. What did I ever do to deserve such a beautiful boy? I grabbed his cheeks, so his blue eyes could look into my green ones. "Of course." My eyes fluttered shut, leaned over, and our lips met. It was soft, gentle, caring. Everything I wanted it to be and more.

Louis' nose touched mine as he whispered, "I think I might be falling in love with you," His breaths touched my lips, euphoria filled my mind, "And I'm not scared at all," His eyelids stayed shut, "Because it's you I'm falling in love with," I felt him smile, "I know you'll never do me wrong."

I smiled too, his smiles were almost contagious, "I'm already falling, Louis."

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I planned a surprise for Louis. I was so scared if him finding out-I didn't even let myself think about it. Louis and I walked into the gymnasium, hand in hand.

He froze, a look of shock filled his features, "Oh my god!Oh my god! Harry? Niall! What the fucking jesus mother of god!?" I smiled at Louis as Niall stood in front of us, we looked like idiots, the three of us. Louis let go of my hand to run and give Niall a hug, a feeling of joy filled me.

To ease your confusion-yes, I flew Niall in. Well, Niall and his new girlfriend. I thought it would make Louis happy, and I'm glad to say it worked. A girl with a midnight blue dress stood behind Niall, smiling at the two boys. After a few seconds, the separated, and I stood by Louis, who stood a couple feet away from Niall. "Is this her?" Louis asked, looking at the girl beside Niall. Niall nodded, the girl had brunette hair that curled to her shoulders, and she had caramel eyes. She was really pretty, but she's not my type.

"This is Leana," Niall looked at his girlfriend with a look of adoration.

Louis smiled, "This is Harry," His features looked so proud, "My boyfriend." I looked at him, and his beautiful features. One word to describe him then was perfect.

"Oh,"Niall said, but then I guessed the thought finally was processed, "Oh, wow, Hello Harry." A look of genuine shock took over his features for a second, but then he went back to smiling.He hugged me, and I hugged back. I'm not really the hugging type with anyone but Louis. Louis is and forever will be my exception. "Lets go dance!" Niall shouted, I could see why Louis had him as a friend. He seemed caring, and just, so happy.

Niall and Leana made their way to the dance floor, and I turned to Louis. I extended my hand, "Would you like to dance?" I smirked, and Louis' facial expression mirrored mine.

We went torward the dance floor, the music blaring loud. The song was loud and poppy, perfect for a high school dance. Sometimes I wish my senior prom was as great as this, but then I think, if it was a great day, would I have wrote about it? Would I have published it? Would I have met Louis? I wouldn't change a thing.

After all, what am I doing now? I'm dancing, with Louis, that is much better. A slow song began to play, Louis looked at me with hopeful eyes. I heard his silent message and put one of my hands at the base of his hips, then held his petite hands, draping them over my shoulders one by one.

After, I placed my other hand on the other side of his hips, he looked at me with glistening blue eyes. It was like time froze, the lights stopped flashing, the song stopped playing, we stopped breathing. I realized that this was what I've been waiting for, this is why I wrote, this is why my mum did what she did, this is why I suffered in silence for so long,this is why. I'm okay with that, because here I am, with my something great. We're okay. That's all it could ever ask for.

His adorable quiff made him look older, and like I said, adorable. His lips opened, I realized then that he stopped smiling with his lips quite a while ago. But he didn't need to, his eyes said everything and more.

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This chapter is pretty short, but I'm writing one right now too, so I'm hoping the two chapters will make up for it. I'm splitting the prom for plot and character development reasons.

Love you, alma.

Ps. How do you like the chapter? Do you like the story? I would love to know.