Crazy in love

12-Dating

Zayn had shown him inside a huge house. He gave Harry the grand tour and smiled at the curly hair boy's small outbursts of "oooh" "wow!" when he saw the nice-looking place.
The big kitchen made Harry ecstatic and Zayn rolled his eyes. "I'm glad if someone finally uses it."

Zayn showed him the bedroom he had set up for him and Harry looked around with glossy eyes. "It's beautiful Zayn!"

His eyes fell on the king-size bed and he ran over to try it out. He let out a content sigh when he laid down. "Wow, so comfy."

They put away all of Harry's new clothes in the closet and Zayn proposed that Harry would take a bath while he ordered in. Harry shot him a dimpled smile in return. A bath sounded heavenly. Zayn made sure there were clean towels in the bathroom and left Harry to it.

Harry picked up his new cellphone and put Louis's number in. He bit his lower lip and thought about what to write.

Hi, it's Harry. This is my new number. I'm settled down at Zayn's now. Thinking of you.

That wasn't too bold, was it? Before he could analyze it further his phone started ringing. Louis!

"Hi!" He answered breathlessly.

"Hi, Baby. How are you?" Louis's wonderful voice sounded on the other side of the line.

"I'm good. You?" Harry answered. He felt like a thirteen-year-old schoolboy, talking to his crush for the first time.

"I miss you." Louis said breathlessly.

Harry's face broke out in a smile.
"Yeah? I miss you too!"

"What are you doing tomorrow? I have the day off." Louis asked excitedly.

"I have to check with Zayn. I'll text you. Okay?" Harry replied.

"Okay." Louis breathed out.

As soon as they hung up Harry ran out to the living room. "Zayn!"

Zayn gave him a worried look.
"What's happening? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, sorry I didn't mean to scare you. Ehm, do we have plans tomorrow?" Harry asked with a shy smile.

Zayn raised an eyebrow.
"No, why?"

"Ehm....Louis asked if we could hang out." Harry mumbled and fiddled with his hands.

"Yeah? Going to see your boyfriend huh?" Zayn teased.

"He's not my boyfriend." Harry pouted. He really wished he was tho.

"Right. Well, let's make you beautiful then so he faints when he sees you." Zayn smirked. "I can drive you there if you want to. I need to get to the studio anyhow. Now, hop in that bathtub and we'll eat later and treat ourselves with this amazing facemask I have."

"You're the best Zayn!" Harry beamed.

"I know." Zayn sassed and rolled his eyes.

Harry went to take a bath. He used the nice products Zayn had bought him and he felt like a new person. He sent a quick text to Louis confirming he could come over the next day and Louis replied with a "Can't wait!" within seconds. They decided a time and Louis texted him his address.

Zayn had ordered Chinese and Harry was in food heaven. It had been so long since he ate something else than the plain food at the institution.

They had a great evening. They watched a movie while applying facemasks and Zayn ended up painting Harry's nails with glittery black nail polish. Harry really liked it.

They went through his closet before bedtime and Zayn picked out some black skinny jeans and a black button-up with pink patterns on it.

Harry went to bed excited for tomorrow. He still couldn't shake the feeling off that this was all a dream and he would wake up in his old bed in room 28 at the mental institution.

He woke up early and headed to the kitchen to cook breakfast for him and Zayn. He decided to go overboard.
Zayn came strolling into the kitchen an hour later. His eyes grew wide from the selection of breakfast food that Harry had cooked.
"Jesus Harry! Never move out!"

Harry grinned proudly in response. They sat down to eat. Harry did the dished afterward and hurried to his bedroom to get ready. He took a quick shower and shaved. He put on some of the aftershaves they had picked out and got dressed. Zayn came inside to help him style his hair.
"Perfect!" Zayn finally said after giving Harry one last look.

Harry was nervous on the ride to Louis flat. "Relax Haz. It will be fine. You know each other." Zayn tried to calm him without success.

Harry waved goodbye to Zayn and stepped into the apartment building. Louis lived on the second floor so he took the stairs. His heart was beating fast and his palms were sweaty. He hesitated briefly before he knocked on the door.

Louis opened the door and his jaw dropped. He stared at Harry and had to keep himself upright by clinging to the door frame.
"Uhm Hi?" Harry said awkwardly.

Louis drew in a heated breath and blushed. "Fucking hell Harry! Look at you! You almost gave me a heart attack! You're stunningly beautiful."

Harry smiled, both dimples popping out. "Thank you, Lou! So are you!"

"Nothing in comparison to you. Just...fuck! Come in! Come in!"

Harry stepped inside. Louis motioned for him to follow him to the living room. They sat down on the sofa. Louis couldn't take his eyes from Harry. He reached out to take his hand and noticed the nail polish. It made him smile. "Cute."

Harry blushed adorably.
"Yeah?"

"I like it. It's sexy." Louis's eyes fell on Harry's plump lips and he started to lean in. Harry met him halfway.

They brushed their lips together and shivered simultaneity from the feeling. There was no rush this time. No one could walk in on them. They didn't have to think about protocol or consequences. So they started to kiss slowly.