"Do you want a kiss?" Harry asks. Louis looks at him in clear disgust and annoyance.
"Excuse me?" He inquires.
Harry smiles and pulls out a bag of chocolate kisses. "They're your favourite aren't they?"
"Do you want a kiss?" Harry asks. Louis looks at him in clear disgust and annoyance.
"Excuse me?" He inquires.
Harry smiles and pulls out a bag of chocolate kisses. "They're your favourite aren't they?"
Harry could tell he was upset. He denied it, but Harry knew, Harry always knew. He wanted to comfort him, but couldn't take the chance of someone seeing and it putting their relationship through even...