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The door bell rang.
Harry hurried towards the door in some mad scram, his perfect Torso stretching as he leaped down the chilly corridor
He opened the door to see a delightful view.
It was Louis on his doorstep holding a rose.
Harry smiled
"Another time I made you smile, told you I could!" Louis said proudly
"For you.." Louis offered, holding the rose out to Harry
Harry giggled "Thanks" He spoke softly
"So let's get started" Louis suggested
Harry took Louis towards his bedroom where there was just enough space to practise
Having his trackie's and a loose t-shirt on, Louis still looked hot Harry thought.
Louis sat down
"Want a drink?" Harry offered calmly.
"Nah, i'm good thanks" Louis replied
Harry's hair was loose and curly compared to the way he sometimes gelled it for school
His tie and shirt was swapped for a loose t-shirt and fitted blazer. He had a necklace with a cross on a chain
Louis bit his lip when Harry stood up.
He could totally pass as a popular football player Louis thought
Louis knew what he wanted
And he wanted Harry to be his
the boy who never smiled, the boy who was bullied, the boy who was depressed.
The boy he'd never seen this side of before
He sighed
"What's wrong?" Harry asked
"Nothing, shall we get started?" Louis asked
Harry pulled Louis up off his bed
Louis put his hands around Harry's waist
"Okay so is it step back 3? Left then part?" Harry asked confused
"Yeah I think" Louis said
The boys did the steps, Louis pulling in Harry close, both boys nervous.
Then Harry tripped over Louis' foot and plummited to the floor
His nose smashed against the ground and landed on his arm funny.
"Shit" Louis said, kneeling down to help Harry
His nose was bleeding, and his arm must of been broken
Louis grabbed some tissue and started wiping at his nose while Harry whimpered
"It's okay, I'll get you sorted" Louis whispered
Harry nodded and closed his eyes.
Louis kissed his plump shuddering lips softly
Harry not kissing back as he was obviously out of it.
Louis didn't know what to do, he had to wait until Harry was concious before driving him to the hospital.
When Harry woke up Louis caressed his face.
"Let's get you to the hospital" Louis said
Harry nodded, not really being able to speak
"Thanks" he muttered
"It was sort of my fault" Louis said
"It wasn't" Harry reassured him
Louis then quickly scooped Harry into his arms and into his car, carefully not dropping him onto the floor
Harry's head pushing against Louis' chest, in the comfort of his arms.
Louis' did up Harry's seat belt and started the car
"I'll drive as quick as I can!" Louis re-assured Harry
Harry nodded
The car started and Louis sped down the motorway fearful for Harry's pain
When they arrive Louis get's out the car, carrying Harry into the hospital, when they get to the door, he leans down and softly kisses Harry
"I love you Harry" Louis whispered "And I'll be right beside you" he continued
"B-but you can't, you're popular and have all that, and you said you were straight, plus I'm just a geek and nobody likes me" Harry muttered
"I like you, I like you a lot" Louis said
"And I'm telling you this because you're arm means we won't dance again, I won't get to know you, get to be your good friend and be there for you." Louis explained
"I like you too" Harry said "But we can't" Harry replied
"Why?" Louis asked
"Think about your family and your friends and your street cred" Harry replied
"Fine.... But..." Louis started