Harry's Point Of View:
My heart begam to pound against my chest.
Louis cared for me? Did he want to be with me?
"Does that mean.. you want... me, or us.. uh.,. together?" I asked, my voice in a whisper.
Louis' body went stiff, and I let my grip loosen.
"I, uh, am now just thinking I'm gay, I... don't know"
My heart dropped, and shattered into a million pieces. I just wanted Louis to be with me, to be mine!
I didn't want a woman touching him, in any way. Sexual, loving, comforting.. whatever.
I didn't want him to cuddle anybody, I wanted to cuddle him.
I didn't want him kissing anybody else besides me.
I didn't want to ever let him.
But, I do want us.
I began to feel the tears behind my eyes. I shook my head, trying to blink back the tears.
I couldn't cry, not now.
But, I didn't try enough, and soon, tears were running down my cheeks... and I couldn't stop them.
"Are you crying?" Louis asked.
He lifted his head, and his eyes went wide.
"Harry, Harry, Harry, no, no, no, no! Darling, it's okay!" His voice begining to panic. He cupped my cheeks, wiping the tears away, and kissing my forehead.
"I'm sorry, Louis. I just, really care for you, and want you with me. And, I jate to rush you, and I know this couldn't work... but... I feel... rejected."
I explained during sobs.
Louis pulled me in for a hug, his fave buries in the crool of my neck.
"Harry, I could never reject you. You mean a lot to me."
He pulled me out of his hug, and looled me straight in the eyes.
"Harry, I'm gay, and I want you"
He pulled me in, kissing my cheeks, and then my lips.
His mouth was soft, tender, and loving. He held on to my cheeks, tight, kissing passionatly. I kissed back, hugging him to me.
His lips pulled away, and before laying back down, gave a quick peck.
"Us"
Was all I could say, before falling asleep.

Notes

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