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𝓢𝓶𝓸𝓴𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓜𝓲𝓻𝓻𝓸𝓻𝓼: 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.Every time anyone joked about Louis and Harry’s close bond, calling them ‘boyfriends’ or whatnot, it caused a fluttering feeling in the pit of Harry’s stomach. He wasn’t sure what it meant. He hadn’t really thought of Louis too much in a romantic sense. They were friends – really good friends. But there was something about it. Harry loved Louis almost more than he loved any other human being on the planet. He loved him so much. They were the best of friends. Harry supposed the feeling derived from that. He wasn’t sure. He just knew he probably wouldn’t make it in life without Lou in it.
When Harry’s eyes opened, Louis’ face was significantly closer until he almost couldn’t see it anymore. He hadn’t realized what was happening until it happened, until Louis’ lips were planted on his, kissing him. When he heard Louis moan lowly against his mouth, he was convinced it was all a dream. But he could taste the alcohol on Louis’ tongue, he could smell his cologne as plain as day, and he wasn’t sure what to believe anymore...