Reunion

The beginning

Five years ago.

"So this is my new roommate Harry Styles." Niall said and clasped a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Welcome, Harry. I'm Liam Payne." Harry nodded his head at the brown-haired boy with a smile.

"Zayn Malik." A raven-haired boy said quietly and Harry smiled at him as well.

Harry looked at the last boy and his eyes grew wide. A small boy with beautiful, blue eyes looked at him curiously. He swept his featherlight, brown hair from his eyes with a delicate hand and gave him a bright smile.
"Hi, Harry! I'm Louis Tomlinson."

Louis. What a beautiful name. Harry was absolutely mesmerized by everything that was Louis Tomlinson. The way he talked with that adorable, northern accent. How his smile lit up a whole room. How funny and sassy he was. Harry found himself laughing at every silly joke he made. Louis was loud and liked to be the center of attention.

He didn't stand a chance. He fell in love and he did a poor job at hiding it but Louis didn't call him out on it. He pretended like he didn't notice, at least in the beginning.

They became close friends at first. Louis seemed to always seek his company and Harry's heart beat fast every time they hung out. Things were different with Louis. They all became good friends and hung out all the time but he and Louis had something more. Louis was obsessed with his hair. He always had a hand in it, running his fingers through his curls. Harry really liked it.

When they had known each other for two months and Harry had been in love with Louis for almost as long he decided to tell him. It was scary as hell but he felt that they might have something between them. Louis always looked at him in a special way. They were having one of their movie nights just the two of them when Harry finally found the courage to address his feelings. They were halfway through the movie. Louis was laying next to him and he took a deep breath before he started.
"Lou? I need to tell you something."

Louis turned around to face him.
"Okay?"

Harry bit his lower lip and hesitated before he managed to get out the words he had been dying to express.
"I like you."

Louis rolled his eyes and smiled at him.
"I like you too, curly. You're my best friend."

"Yeah, but uhm, I like you more than that. I..." Harry answered.

Louis's eyes grew wide and it looked like he was panicking.
"Don't! You can't. Please don't say it, Harry."

Harry's eyes teared up and he blinked rapidly to make them go away. He hung his head.
"Oh... okay."

Louis let out a sigh and turned around again to watch the movie. There was an awkward silence between them. So Louis didn't feel the same. Harry was heartbroken but he didn't want to lose Louis as a friend.
"It's okay Lou. Don't worry about it." He said quietly and he could see how Louis got tense.

"I'm sorry Harry. I can't... please just be my friend?" Louis answered, sounding emotional.

"Of course." Harry reassured him.

Louis let out another sigh and that was the end of that conversation. Or so Harry thought at least. Two months went by. Things were a bit weird between them at first but soon they were back to their old ways. Harry tried really hard to fall out of love with Louis without succeeding. He just had to smile at him, talk to him or run his fingers through his hair for the butterflies in his stomach to go crazy. He didn't utter a word about how he felt. Maybe Louis just needed some time?

"Hazza! We're getting drunk tonight!" Louis shouted as he came barging into Harry's and Niall's dorm room.

"We are?" Harry asked with a grin.

"Yeah, I mean, if you want to?" Louis answered with a smirk and showed him a bottle of tequila.

"Sure? Where's the rest of the guys?" Harry questioned.

"They went home with Liam for the weekend, remember?" Louis answered and rolled his eyes.

"Oh, yeah, that was this weekend? Geez, how could I forget that? Niall said goodbye this morning. I was kind of half-asleep but yeah... Weren't you supposed to go with them?" Harry asked confused.

"And leave you here all by yourself? Naah, I rather hang out with you. They understood." Louis said with a smile.

Harry gulped nervously. The only reason he had said no to going to Liam's was the fact that he wanted some time alone in an effort to get over his feelings for Louis. That would be pretty hard with the man of his desires right here with him. Oh well, he rather spend his time with Louis anyway.

Louis jumped up on the bed and pulled out lemons and salt from a brown paper bag. He wiggled his eyebrows at Harry with a grin. Harry rolled his eyes and got up to fetch them some glasses and a cutting board and a knife for the lemons.

A couple of minutes later they took their first shot. Harry grimaced from the taste. He had tasted alcohol before but only beer. This was disgusting. Louis giggled at his facial expression. They talked and downed two more. Harry closed his eyes while the liquid burned his throat. All of a sudden he felt a pair of lips against his own and his eyes sprung open. He stared at Louis in shock.
"Did you just kiss me?"

Louis shrugged his shoulders.
"Yeah. I felt like it. I mean, it doesn't mean anything, obviously. There are not that many girls around here if you haven't noticed. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

They just sat and stared at each other for a while and then they both leaned in and connected their lips again. Harry couldn't believe it! He was finally kissing Louis. It felt amazing. He let out a whimper and Louis broke the kiss.
"It's just a kiss Haz. No big deal. No need to get so worked up about it. It doesn't mean anything."

Except for Harry, it meant everything but he couldn't say that apparently. He shrugged his shoulders and tried to play it cool. Louis rolled his eyes at him and kissed him again. This time they opened their mouths and deepened the kiss. Harry suppressed a moan. Louis pushed him down on his back and laid on top of him. He pushed Harry's arms over his head and held him there while he kissed him eagerly. Harry was beyond aroused. He could feel the outline of Louis's cock pressed against his own and he buckled his hips. Louis whimpered. Good, this affected him as well.

Harry was embarrassingly close.
"Lou..."

Louis let out a grunt and thrust his crotch against Harry's who couldn't help but moan helplessly. They kissed sloppily and Louis continued to thrust against Harry. Two more thrusts and Harry was spilling over and threw his head back in pleasure. Louis gasped loudly and hung his head, his whole body was trembling. Harry came to his senses and looked at Louis.
"That..."

"Never happened. Just a drunken mistake." Louis said and avoided eye contact.

Harry furrowed his eyebrows.
"We only had three shots. I'm not drunk."

"Just leave it, Harry. Fuck, I have to go." Louis got up and hurried out the door.

Harry watched him leave with his mouth hung open. What the hell was Louis's problem? He had seen the wet spot on his jeans. Louis had jizzed in his pants as well.

Harry got up with a sigh and headed to the bathroom to clean up his mess. He climbed into bed and tried to fall asleep. It wasn't long until he started to cry softly.