to hell and back || l.s.

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**Harrys POV**

I love feeling this free. The loud music, the sweaty bodies swaying around you, you just kind of forget all of your worries.

I took a large gulp from my drink liking the way it left a slight burning down my throat.

I looked to my left and saw Louis dancing next to me, swaying his hips to the beat of the music.

He looks so beautiful like this...we've known each other for a couple of weeks now and I've really tried not to catch feelings but it's kind of impossible. He was just such a genuinely nice Person, and he's so cute.

Our lessons have been going well too. He's less shy then at the beginning and actually stopped being afraid of being a bit sassy sometimes...

„Harry are you alright?"

Louis words woke me up from my daydreaming and I realised that I stopped dancing and had been staring at him.

„Yea, uhh...sorry about that...how about we get out of here? I think I had a bit much to drink...", I say, suddenly feeling my stomach churning.

Louis nodded his head and took my hand, leading us through the crowd of people to get outside.

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We were walking through a park with a comfortable silence between us. Our hands brushed against each other occasionally and I saw Louis blush out of the corner of my eye.

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I woke up from the harsh light shining through the blinds. I let out a grunt and shuffled closer to the warm body behind me.

I didn't remember having a one night stand with anyone...after a minute of deciding whether I should look who said mystery person was, I slowly sat up and turned to look at...Louis?!

I jumped up, falling out of bed and landing on my bum.

„Harry? Are you alright?"

I looked up to find the demon stare down at me with sleepy eyes.

„Lou, what the fuck happened last night, and where the fuck are we?!", I asked slowly, looking around the room.

„You don't remember do you?", he asked with a frown.

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We were walking through a park with a comfortable silence between us. Our hands brushed against each other occasionally and I saw Louis blush out of the corner of my eye.

We both got to a halt under a big tree. He looked so beautiful under the moonlight, his eyes shining a bright blue that looked like a freshly shaped diamond.

„What are you thinking about?", Louis whispered.

„I'm thinking about how beautiful your eyes look in the moonlight.", I whispered back.

I didn't care that I told him a secret of mine, in that moment, I wanted to tell him all of my thoughts about him, and to be honest, the alcohol in my system was making that way easier that I thought it would be.

So, we talked. A lot. About everything that we could think of. We also talked about how we would have never thought that we would ever become something that came near friendship.
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I rubbed my temples and groaned as it all came back to me.

„Wait, I remember some things, but how did we end up here?"

He blushed furiously and coughed a bit before saying, „You...kind of...kissed me?"

It sounded more like a question and I stared at him, fish mouthing, because what the hell are you supposed to answer to something like that?!

„Yeah ahm....", he hesitated, „you suddenly gave me 748292973 compliments, then kissed me and then randomly passed out...this is a house I found once after my father and I fought, I think it's a Holiday mansion of some pop star, didn't really look into I though...he keeps the place clean but is never here so after you passed out, I figured I could just bring you here...then you woke up again and started to be all cuddly and I wanted to sleep in the room next door, but you insisted that I sleep here with you and cuddle you...", he finishes with a couple of more coughs and stares at the ceiling.

I would be lying if I'd say wasn't shocked. I never ever made compliments. To no one. And I also didn't cuddle. But I also never made friends.

So it kind of made sense that Louis is also the exception in other things.

I wasn't really shocked about the kiss because it was normal for me to kiss people or sleep with them when I was drunk and not remember anything. But normally that was without compliments and cuddling.

"Oh. Okay.", I told him, and thought it was a valid reaction but apparently it was not as he looked really confused afterwards.

"Okay? You are okay with it?", Louis asked me while still looking confused as hell.

"Well yeah. I mean I know I get horny when I'm drunk. The compliment and cuddle part is kind of strange but I also let you stay around and didn't push you away even when we didn't train anymore so..."

"So, it doesn't change anything between us for you?", he said and looked at the same time relieved and a little bit sad.

"No it doesn't. I mean I would like if we both just forget about it because let's be real it is kind of embarrassing to kiss someone and then pass out but no it doesn't. Should it?", I asked him.

"No, no it shouldn't. But for some people it would. That's why I just wanted to make sure that we are still friends. We are, aren't we?"

At first I wanted to say no because I never really thought of us as friends but when I looked at Louis he looked so hopeful and like he would be shattered and break down in tears if my answer wasn't yes.

So I just told him, "Yes of course", to which his face lit up and a smile spread across it.

"Okay perfect so what do you want to do today?"