15.

                                    

                                          
louis had to prepare what he was going to wear, there wasn't much to choose from but he still had to pick something. 
                          
he went with one of harry's band t, he wore a large grey sweater, and some skinnies, he wasn't going to take harry's car cause niall was going to drive him instead.
                          
and harry had to drive his friends to the party anyway. 
                          
harry was now driving to ed's house, parking right outside he honked at him, ed came running out going to the passenger seat, "hey man" he smiled. "hi" harry mumbled before driving to gigi's he wants nothing more then just leaving and meeting louis in the house.
                          
he wants to spend time with louis, but the problem is he only wants to spend time with him, he's afraid he comes off a bit too clingy and it scares louis off.
                          
he couldn't imagine living his life without louis, it seems like such a depressing life without him, he doesn't even want to imagine how he's going to be like.
                          
he pulls up outside gigi's house and honked, sighing, he waited for her as he wonders what louis is doing right now, all he thinks about is louis now...it was getting dangerous how much he fancied that boy.
                          
louis and niall were already in the party, niall was dancing with some guy on the dance floor, by dance, it means grinding. 
                          
louis on the other hand was drinking beer, he was on the kitchen floor waiting for harry, why was he taking so long? 
                          
louis's getting drunker by the minute as he waits for harry, did harry ditch? did he decide not to come? or is he here but louis just missed him? 
                          
all this overthinking made louis stumble up and he begins to look for harry, he went to the living room hoping he would be there, but he wasn't.
                          
the bedrooms, which wasn't such a good idea...he caught many people doing pornographic things, something that he shouldn't see and besides, why weren't they locking the door?
                          
he searched everywhere, still no harry. louis groaned loudly irritated at himself for searching because now his head was spinning.
                          
he stumbled backwards which caused louis to bump into someone, "oh sorry" louis mumbled out.
                          
"it's alright baby" came a voice that louis couldn't recognise, it could be because of the drinks.
                          
"no—you can't...you can't call me that i have a boyfriend that will kill you" louis warned.
                          
"i won't kill myself don't worry boobear" harry whispered in his ear.
                          
louis turned around because of the nickname to meet a set of beautiful green eyes, "hazza!" louis yelled happily.
                          
"hi darling, are you drunk?" harry couldn't stop smiling at louis, he's an adorable drunk, he's cheeks flushed and he was clumsy too.
                          
"no—how dare you accuse me of that!" louis gave harry an offended look.
                          
"sorry, i must be drunk myself...don't want to accuse an innocent man" harry played along putting his hands up as if he's surrendering.
                          
"i like you—you're honest" louis smiled cheekily, "oh yeah? you like me more then harry?"
                          
louis laughed, loud. "no—i don't like anyone as much as i like harry" 
                          
"harry's a lucky guy" harry smiled, he is a lucky guy.
                          
"no i am...he's so nice and he's sweet...he doesn't let people know he's nice, so that part s'reserved for me...makes me feel special...he's so cute as well...i mean he's hot most of the time...sexy even, god—" louis had a fond look.
                          
"you really fancy him huh?" harry asked glad that he's not the only one who fancies him so much. but harry fancied him too much, almost like love. love? what? he loves louis? that's...new but not that shocking.
                          
and he doesn't even know if louis is in love with him...
                          
"of course i do, he's perfect" louis smiled widely now. 
                          
"can i tell you a secret?" louis whispered.
                          
"sure" 
                          
"i'm drunk" he giggled.
                          
"are you now?" harry teased, "c'mon i'll take you home" 
                          
"i needa tell niall i'm leaving" louis mumbled.
                          
"i'll tell him for you" 
                          
"nooo he'll get suspicious" 
                          
"it's okay darling" 
                          
"what—huh? okay—don't tell him harry is taking me" 
                          
"okay" he chuckled.
                          
he set louis down by the front door before walking up to the blonde, "hey, you're friend louis is drunk i'm taking him home" 
                          
"what? no i can take him...why do you care styles" niall hissed.
                          
"he's drunk out of his mind i'll take him" 
                          
"if you hurt him—"
                          
"i won't" 
                          
"fine"
                          
with that he turned around and walked off, finding louis.
                          
"c'mon boo" harry whispered in louis's ear.
                          
he helped him up and supported him to walk, helped him to his car and drove back while listening to louis babble about how he was going to kill harry for not showing.
                          
but at the same time he says how much he likes harry, but would still stick a pencil in his eye for ditching him.
                          
when they reached louis's apartment he helped him get into a set of pyjamas, it was a band tee from harry and his boxers.
                          
harry was considering not leaving, he didn't want to leave louis alone like this, until he heard a small voice "don't leave" 
                          
"not going anywhere boo" harry kissed his forehead as he spooned louis, he let out a comfortable sigh as he leaned into harry's arms.
                          
"love you lou" harry had the courage to say that one out loud.
                          
"love you hazza" harry heard his voice it was absolutely angelic...he loved hearing that and would love to hear it again, harry prayed louis would still remember all this.