pretentious parties, expensive alcohol and blurry pictures

pretentious parties, expensive alcohol and blurry pictures

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"Are best friends supposed to wanna kiss, Harry?" Harry looks at the ceiling, cheeks as red as they can be. They hold hands under the messy bedsheets of Louis' bed and Harry caresses the blue-eyed's hand. There's a long pause of complete silence where none of them dare to talk or even look at each other. After what feels like hours, Harry drops his hand and stands up from the bed, leaving an empty spot, similarly shaped to the one Louis' heart is feeling right now. "My friends are waiting for me." is the only answer Louis gets from the curly's mouth. "You should sleep," are the last words Harry says before leaving the room and a hopeless Louis behind.
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"Stop," Harry whispered as the smaller man in front of him placed his soft delicate hands on either side of his head. Harry whimpered as he felt another body press his own. "Never..," there was a smirk in the older, shorter man's face, it made Harry's body tremble in delight. He knew it was wrong, he knew that if his family found out about this, they won't hesitate to lock him up. But he couldn't stop himself. Before he could drown himself in his own thoughts, the smaller man placed his chapped yet warm lips on Harry's. He moaned and visibly shivered causing the older man to chuckle. "L-Louis...," Harry moaned. Fuck! Weren't they supposed to be rivals?

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