30 days

Day 20

They had spent the last five days in blissful happiness. They had also spent them constantly naked in bed, making out until their lips were bleeding from all the kissing. They had talked about everything and nothing between make-out sessions. They had also explored every inch of each other's bodies without going all the way yet.

Louis knew now that Harry really liked when he pulled his hair or that his left nipples were more sensitive than the right ones. Information he found absolutely fascinating but who are we kidding? He found everything about Harry fascinating. How his eyes got darker from lust just by looking at him or how cute his giggles were. The way he moaned his name when he touched him or how his eyes sparkled when he talked about something important to him. How utterly beautiful he was when he was asleep, because Louis may or may not stay awake a bit longer just to watch him sleep in his arms. Nothing creepy about that, right? He was mesmerized by every little thing about the green-eyed boy, and if he had thought that he was in love with him before it was nothing in comparison to how he felt about him now. Love wasn't a big enough word and Louis found himself getting all teared up for the strangest reasons, like how Harry's skin looked in the morning light or how his smile took his breath away. But mostly from the way Harry was looking at him. Like he was the most amazing person in the whole wide world. He had a hard time comprehending that Harry felt like that about him. That made him want to cry happy tears most of all.

And Harry let him be this sappy, emotional mess, like he embraced that part of him that he himself never knew he possessed. Harry just took him in his arms, kissed him all over, and told him how much he loved him and how truly blessed he was to have someone like Louis, and he also cried a little. And Louis didn't mind. He didn't mind at all. He loved Harry's soft, romantic side, just like he loved Harry's goofy side or philosophical side or... everything about him really.

It scared him. What if Harry changed his mind or got tired of him and his sappiness? Or too overwhelmed? He admitted his fears between the make-out sessions and Harry just stared at him before he answered.

"You don't get it, do you? Remember that talk we had in the meadow about finding the love of your life and you just know, like when you met your soulmate? I was talking about you, Louis. I thought you had figured that out by now. I didn't want to scare you off so I didn't bring it up again. But this is it for me, Louis. You are everything I ever dreamt about and so much more."

Louis just had to cry a little bit more after that speech and after he had reassured Harry that he felt the same way, Harry, like the perfect angel he was, got up and cooked them dinner.

Later that evening they went all the way and they silently thanked Niall for the basket with lube and condoms he had provided.
They were both virgins in this kind of area at least and neither of them knew if they would prefer top or bottom.

Louis admitted with blushed cheeks that he had done a lot of fingering on himself and Harry responded with a cheeky grin that he found that extremely sexy. In fact, he demanded that he wanted to watch Louis finger himself. Louis happily complied because fuck, that sounded sexy.

He lubed three fingers and laid down on his back. Harry watched him push one finger inside and moaned at the sight. Louis pushed the finger in and out and Harry couldn't contain himself. He quickly lubed his own fingers and pushed one inside of Louis next to his own finger and Louis almost came from the feeling. He pulled out his own finger and let Harry proceed to open him up. Harry's fingers were much bigger and they felt amazing.

Harry put a condom on and lubed himself up before he pushed himself inside of Louis. They didn't break eye contact while Harry made love to Louis and they both came hard and fast.

They came down from their highs snuggled up in each other's arms and they had lost count of how many times the phrase 'I love You' had been spoken between them.