"He stopped talking to you because you liked him?" Harry asks in annoyance. Just because someone likes you, doesn't mean you have to end a friendship.
                          
"He stopped talking to me because I got drunk and tried to make out with him and grabbed his dick," Louis tells him with a blush. Harry just makes an 'oh' sound and lies back down.
                          
"Yeah that would be awkward," Harry agrees and Louis just fondly smiles down at him, his blue eyes holding nothing but love.
                          
"So how'd you and Chad end up being? I've never heard that story," Louis wonders. Harry swallows and he feels his heart grow heavy just thinking about old memories. He loved him too much.
                          
"We were always in the same friend group so I always had this crush on him. I came out a few years back and then he came to me and asked me if I'd like to help him figure out if he was into boys. I mean it worked out for me because we started dating sort of," Harry shrugs. "It wasn't bad at the beginning. We'd only hook up and he'd sometimes take me on small dates, but he was still unsure about things. After a few months things got more serious, but he never wanted me to be his officially. Well, I was his but he wasn't mine. He could sleep around, but I couldn't kind of thing."
                          
Harry frowns as he starts to think about their relationship. Louis just watched him and let's him figure out his thoughts and Harry just feels a mix of sadness and happiness looking back.
                          
"He used to call me at night and he'd tell me he loved me. He'd always apologize for being the way he was and I always forgave him because I really did love him. I loved that he made me feel special because he told me all his secrets and I loved the way his voice sounded when he just woke up. I loved his laugh when something was really funny and the way he always carried an extra hoodie for me. That was all nice, but then he'd sleep around and he yelled at me a lot and he made me cry at least twice a week. It's different looking back on it, especially when I have something else to compare it to now."
                          
Harry can't read Louis' face as he continues to talk and Harry trails off feeling bad. Is he saying too much? Does Louis feel uncomfortable? Harry probably shouldn't talk about loving him with Louis.
                          
"I don't want you to cry when you're with me," - Louis finally speaks - "and I want to be yours and you to be mine and there to be no confusion in that."
                          
Harry can feel his heart thud at Louis' words and he doesn't even know what to say. That's something he's always wanted to hear from and something the other boy could never give him. The other boy really couldn't give him much because his inability to love anyone stopped him from giving Harry things he probably deserved. 
                          
"Is that a weird way of you saying you want to be my boyfriend?" Harry asks to clarify and Louis just nods like he's afraid of the answer.
                          
"I'm not him though, Harry. I'll never be him so only say yes if you're sure you want to actually be with me."
                          
"Shut up, of course I actually want to be with you. Even if he were here right now I'd still choose you," Harry tells him sternly and Louis seems surprised at his words. "If you haven't noticed, Louis Tomlinson, you've stolen my heart and I don't really want it back."
                          
Louis just smiles wide at his words and again he dips down to connect their lips. Harry sits up more to make it easier for Louis and he pulls away so he can position himself so he's straddling Louis' lap. Louis' hands move to his waist and he pulls Harry closer and his tongue moves effortlessly with Harry's. 
                          
"Wait, are you my boyfriend then?" Louis pulls away to ask and Harry chuckles as he rests his forehead against Louis'.
                          
"Yes, I'm your boyfriend," Harry confirms and he loves the way it sounds. Harry Styles is Louis Tomlinson's boyfriend. It just sounds right.
                          
"Am I your first boyfriend? Technically?" Louis wonders and Harry nods.
                          
"Yes. Technically you are my first relationship," Harry tells him and Louis smiles wider.
                          
"So I hold your relationship virginity?" He grins and Harry groans and buries his head in Louis' shoulder.
                          
"That was the only first I had left," Harry whines.
                          
"Well I'm happy to take it. I'll make it good," Louis promises. 
                          
"I know you will," Harry whispers. His mind wonders back to Chad and for once he's happy to have a memory not shared with him first. There's something he left untouched and now Harry can look back at this and smile because this one first won't be filled with one sided love and false hope. It'll be filled with the exact opposite.