Louis Point Of View:
I fluttered my eyes open, and a ray of sunlight was shining right through the window into my eyes.
I groaned and turned over, not hitting something like I expected.
"Harry?"
I asked, sitting up, and ruffling my hair back.
"I'm right here" Harry's deep voice said from the corner of the room. I looked over to see his sitting in the corner with his head buried in his hands.
"What's wrong?" I asked, debating whether or not to go over and hug him. He looked up, and his eyes were red around the rim.
"Sorry.. nothing. I just thought you would... uh.. find it uncomfortable... if..you woke up...next to me" He finally stuttered out.
I didn't know what to reply, so I just nodded.
I looked over at Harry again, his head was turned to look out the window. His curlu hair wasma wild mess, draped across his forhead.
He was shirtless, wearing only his bottoms. When I got to his face again, my heart began to flutter.
The buzzing in my stomach was unbearable. I needed to know... Was I gay?
"Kiss me" I said, without thinking.
Harry looked at me, confused.
"What?" I sighed.
"Kiss me. Kiss me, Harry!" I stated, once again, more sure this time.
He didn't budge.
I felt me cheeks heat up, and I hung my hand.. ashamed... embarrssed..and hurt.
Before I could lay down, two strong hands were on my shoulders, gently pushing me down.
I knew immediatly it was Harry.
He climbed on top of my smaller figure, and looked me straight in the eyes.
"Louis" He breathed out.
I smiled, "Harry, kiss me, now.. please!""
He nodded, and lowered his head, and I finally felt his plump lips against mine.
I npticed he was slowly pushing my neck against him, obvisously wanting more.
I pressed myself against him, moving my lips against his.
"God, Louis" Harry whispered, when he pulled away just a bit.
When he called my name like that, I felt the sparks. Louder, brighter, and more dangerous than ever.
"Harry" I half moaned.
That's when I stopped.
I had kissed a boy. I enjoyed the kiss very much. I began to panic and pushed Harry off of me.
He stood up confused and obvisously hurt.
"Sorry" I squeaked. "Just... no" Harry seemed to understand, and left. I pulled the covers over my head, my heart still fluttering.
What am I?

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