Once in a lifetime (Larry) (Boyxboy)

Eleven.

Louis
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What the hell did I just do?

I.. I kissed Harry..

A guy....

And I'm not even gay!

I let out a groan, as I finally reach my large flat, closing the door and immediately go to my living room and fall face down on to the soft leather cushions.

The little tingles from Harry and I's kiss, still lingers on my lips. I can still feel his soft plump lips against mine as I leaned into him with no warning what's so ever. The kiss was one of the best I've ever had In my whole life, but I'm sorta freaking out at this point, because I feel completely confused with my sexuality.

I mean, sure I guess I've had a little tiny crush on Harry since the moment I laid my eyes on him, but that's it. I've never had a crush on any guy in my life so why now?

Harry isn't like other guys.

I let out a small sigh, as I sit down on my couch. I run a hand on my face, as I try to make my brain not hurt anymore with all this over thinking.

I just can't get his lips out of my mind.. I can't get him out of my mind, no matter what.

The way his cheeks always seem to redden whenever he sees me.. Or the way his green eyes sparkle when he smiles, just lights up my world.

He lights up my world like nobody else.

Perfect, now I'm quoting my old songs.

After awhile, I finally decide that I'm most likely Harry-Sexual or something, that's the only logical explanation that I can think of that makes sense.

I wonder what Harry thought about the kiss..

Did he like it, as much as I did?

I think so, since he smiled within it..

I feel myself start to doze off as I sit down on the couch. I yawn getting up and picking up my phone as head up the stairs to my large room. I quickly change out of my regular clothes, and put on some sweats instead, as I lie down on my bed feeling my eyes fluttering shut.

I feel butterflies in my stomach as I think about the curly haired boy who stole my heart in a matter of just only two weeks as I fall asleep.

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I wake up Tuesday morning, to my phone getting text messages from none other than the curly haired boy who I most likely fancy. I look over to the clock on my nightstand and read it's barely five in the morning. I let out a small yawn and I reach over to grab my phone, and unplug it from my charger.

From:

Hazza

Hey, Louis.. So like uh.. I know you're probably asleep right now and stuff.. But I just wanted to tell you that the kiss you gave me, meant the absolute world to me.. I don't know if you felt anything, but I know I did... So uh, I don't want things to be awkward, so I just want to keep this short. I still can't get my mind wrapped over the fact that you out of all people were my first kiss.. And I am so happy that it was you I could share it with.. It's always been a dream of mine to kiss you and well.. Never in my wildest dreams would I have ever thought you would be the one to kiss me first.. Thank you so much boo.. Thank you. :) xx.

I feel my heart rate start to accelerate as I read over his text message a few times. The stupid smile on my face never seeming to leave.

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