Habit // l.s

4. Step Into the Light

2:09 a.m.

"I'm sorry you guys. I shouldn't have-"

"Niall!" Louis shouted, cutting off the blonde haired boy. Although he appreciated Nialls apology, it was getting quite repetitive and annoying. After the three boys had settled down, they all agreed that they needed to talk. Though, the boys didn't really know what to say.

Niall broke the silence with a question. "So, are you guys dating or...?"

Harry's eyes darted towards Louis and the older boy turned red.

"No, uh wait it's...ugh."

Louis buried his face in his hands, ashamed and embarrassed that he couldn't answer a simple question.

"Niall, I'm sorry I just...I can't w-"

Harry cut off Louis with his soft, deep voice. "It's complicated..."

Louis turned his head to face Harry (who was still on the bed) and sent him a thankful glance.

Niall stared at his feet, clearly still embarrassed and mumbled "I see."

Another silence fell upon the boys. Louis couldn't bear it, all he wanted to do was crawl into his bed and sleep. He didn't want to deal with this uncomfortable quietness.

Just as Louis was about to go to the restroom, (to hide) Niall spoke up.

"You should...you should probably tell the others. The boys, I mean."

Harry furrowed his eyebrows and Louis was filled with confusion.

"What? No way! Why would we do that?" Louis asked.

"Well maybe so they don't make the same mistake I did and walk in on you two practically fucking."

Harry threw his hands up, as if to surrender. "Hey. We weren't even kissing."

"Still, I'm sure they wouldn't want to see that."

Louis rolled his eyes. "It's not that I don't trust Liam and Zayn, but I don't know if I'm ready to tell them. And no offense Niall, but you weren't supposed to know either..."

Niall looked at the floor again, intensely staring at his shoes.

"No, I get it. Take your time."

Harry stood up and made his way towards Louis, placing his hand on the older boys shoulder.

"You know, maybe we should tell the other boys. They deserve to know."

Louis looked up at Harry with daggers in his eyes. No matter how much he cared for the curly boy, he couldn't stand the fact that Harry was trying to convince him to come out when he clearly wasn't ready.

"What would we tell them? After all, we aren't dating."

Harry took a step back and raised his eyebrows with shock. "It's just a suggestion, Lou. I don't want you doing anything your not comfortable with, but things are going to get even more complicated if they don't know. I don't want to go around hiding our feelings in front of our friends. It's not fair to us and it's not fair to them."

Louis sighed. As much as he wished he could say otherwise, he knew the beautiful boy was right. Things would get way to complicated between all of them.

"Alright. We'll tell them."

Harry let out a small smile and kissed Louis on the head. Louis' heart fluttered at the soft feeling of Harry's lips on his head. He just wanted to grab the boy and kiss him senseless.

The moment was ruined when Niall opened his mouth.

"Keep it PG boys." He teased.

Louis rolled his eyes and Harry laughed. The older boy pulled Harry down so the younger boy was sitting on Louis' lap.

"Now begone my little leprechaun."

Niall let out an awkward laugh before standing up from his chair and making his way towards the door.

Louis put his hands up Harry's shirt and the younger boy gasped.

Louis winked. "Unless you want to see what happens next."

Both Niall and Harry turned red with embarrassment. Louis let out a cackle as the blonde boy practically ran out of the door.

Harry ran his hands up and down Louis arms, slowly.

"What was that?" The younger boy whispered.

"Nothing, just teasing Niall. Did you see his-"

Louis was cut off by Harry's finger resting on the older boys lips.

"Louis." The younger boy whispered.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?"

"Come on, have you seen yourself in the mirror? I could never be as stunning as you."

Harry smiled, pressing his forehead into Louis'. The younger boy wiggled his pointy nose against Louis' and the older boy giggled. It was pure moments like these that made Louis' heart melt. Harry could go from being the hottest man on the planet to the cutest, purest soul in less than two seconds. It drove Louis wild, but he loved it.

"My curly..." Louis whispered, his hands exploring Harry's body. Causing the younger boys breath to become heaver.

"Boobear." Harry said softly between quiet moans.

Louis smiled. "Don't call me that."

"Or what?" Harry said with a sinister grin.

Louis pulled his face away from Harry's to gaze in the younger boys eyes.

"You really want to know...?" Louis said in a low, sensual voice.

Louis' eye contact and tone made Harry squirm with a wanting for the older boy.

Harry was so flustered that he couldn't even say anything. All he could do was nod his head.

"You asked for it."

Although Louis was slightly shorter than the younger boy, he still grabbed Harry by the waist and lifted him in the air. Carrying the boy to the bed.

Louis dropped Harry on the soft bed and the younger boy let out a quiet squeal. The older boy straddled Harry and leaned down, passionately pressing his lips against the other boys mouth. Louis' hands found their way into Harry's hair and began pulling at the curly strands. The younger boy was a moaning mess. He couldn't contain himself around Louis.

Louis pulled away and looked down at Harry.

"Ready...?" He asked.

"Yes."

Louis smirked before his hands attacked Harry's stomach, vigorously tickling the young boy. Harry was taken aback by this, but couldn't contain his giggles. The curly haired boy began twisting and turning, trying desperately to get away from Louis' tickling hands.

"St-st-stop L-Lou-is." Harry said in between cackles.

"That's what you get for calling me Boobear!" Louis said grinning.

"Oh-kay I'm sor-ry."

"You're what?"

"S-sorr-SORRY!" Harry shouted.

Louis pulled his hands off of Harry and smiled, proud of himself.

"Apology accepted."

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Harry eventually made his way back to his room and left Louis alone to his thoughts. No matter how hard he tried, Louis couldn't find sleep. His mind kept wandering. Pondering on the same thought. He had to tell the other boys about who he really was. And even though he knew it was for the better of the band, the older boy couldn't help but feel nervous. He wasn't ready for the world to know who he really was...

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I hope you enjoyed!
Chapter five coming out soon.
I'm honestly really enjoying writing this story. It's so much fun.
-Willow :)