10

                                    

                                          
They had somehow managed to end up horizontal on Louis's bed as soon as they walked into his room. They were indulged in a heated make-out session. Louis knew there was something he needed to tell Harry but his mind was too clouded to remember at the moment.
                          
It was when Harry started to open up his trousers that Louis came to his senses.
"Wait, not sex...I haven't...I'm not ready to.. yet..." He managed to get out between heavy breaths. 
                          
Harry stopped immediately. He smirked down at him with blushed cheeks.
"I'm not trying to have sex with you. I haven't done that either." 
                          
Louis's mouth fell open. 
"Are you shitting me? You're a virgin?"
                          
Harry started to giggle.
"Well, yeah. Of course."
                          
"But, but your reputation..." Louis said, trying to wrap his mind around this new information. 
                          
"Is just bullshit. People assumed I fuck around and I let them." Harry answered.
                          
"Why?" Louis questioned. 
                          
"Ehm, because if everyone thinks you're a player no one tries to get close and I have preferred that." Harry sighed.
                          
"Why?" Louis asked again. He felt like a broken record. 
                          
"Ehm, okay, do you remember that I told you about my best friend Rick?" Harry started off. 
                          
"Of course Haz." Louis said softly. 
                          
"Well, I kind of had a crush on him back then. He was straight so it wasn't like something was going on between us. Like, we were never more than friends but his suicide hit hard on so many levels. I kind of convinced myself that I was better off alone. That love wasn't for me." Harry explained. 
                          
"Oh, Hazza." Louis said with compassion. He reached out a hand and caressed his cheek. 
                          
They laid in silence for a while until Louis started to speak again. 
"Haz? How come you're dating me if you feel that way?" He asked with hesitation. 
                          
Harry gulped loudly.
"Okay, this will sound awful. Please don't hate me, Lou. Just, I really like you okay? You're amazing. Just, Zayn sort of dared me to date you for a month." Harry answered and bit his lower lip, afraid of Louis's reaction. 
                          
Louis stared at him in surprise before he burst out laughing. Harry hurried to explain himself.
"The bet is off! I didn't pretend, I really like you for real. I'm so sorry Lou. I'm an awful human being."
                          
"In that case, so am I. Don't get upset. I really, really like you too Harry. I sort of had a bet going on with Liam and Niall but it's off as well." Louis confessed nervously. 
                          
"Really?" Harry asked in disbelief. 
                          
"Yeah, but mine was supposed to have a different outcome. I was supposed to get you to date me for two weeks and then I had a week to make you break up with me. So stupid. I'm so sorry!" Louis said with blushed cheeks. 
                          
Harry cackled out loud but then he realized something.
"Wait! The matching outfits, the goldfish, and the way you acted the last couple of days, that was just to make me break up with you?"
                          
"Well, yeah." Louis said and blushed. 
                          
"Thank God! That was kind of scary." Harry snorted and laughed. 
                          
"You're not angry?" Louis questioned.
                          
"How can I be angry when I did the same thing. Are you?" Harry smiled.
                          
"No." Louis answered.
                          
"I'm glad you're not crazy boyfriend material. I really like you Louis and I would like to date you but like, take it slow. I'm new to this. I never had a boyfriend or girlfriend either for that matter." Harry said, looking insecure.
                          
"You want us to be boyfriends?" Louis asked emotionally. 
                          
"Well, yeah, if you want to? I'm falling for you, Lou." Harry said softly. 
                          
"Me too!" Louis said and crashed their lips together. 
                          
They kissed until they needed to come up for air.
"So, what did you had in mind when you started to open my trousers earlier?" Louis smirked. 
                          
"I got a little carried away but I just wanted to help you get off." Harry answered with blushed cheeks.
                          
"That sounds like a terrific plan." Louis winked.  
                          
"Yeah?" Harry asked and smiled a dimpled smile. 
                          
"You're absolutely gorgeous." Louis said without thinking and blushed from his own words.
                          
Harry leaned in to kiss him. 
"So are you." He whispered before he pressed their lips together. 
                          
They started to make out. It didn't take long before it got heated. Once again Harry reached down to unbutton Louis's pants but this time he didn't stop him. Instead, he moaned lowly and reached for Harry's pants as well. They managed to open them and pushed them down. Harry palmed Louis's cock over his boxers and Louis gasped into Harry's mouth and copied his action. Harry immediately buckled his hips.   
                          
Louis felt brave and started to slowly push Harry's boxers down until his cock came out in the open. He wrapped his hand around it, amazed by how long and thick it was. Harry had removed his boxers as well and he felt a warm, big hand wraps around his cock. The feeling was incredible. It turned him on even more. No one had ever touched him like that before. He was glad that it was Harry. Beautiful, amazing Harry. 
                          
The butterflies came alive and when Harry began to stroke him slowly. He pressed himself closer before he started to do the same to him. They both moaned and kissed sloppily. They speeded up their motions. Louis's head was spinning and he could feel himself getting close. The familiar stir in the pit of his stomach made him moan. 
                          
Harry flicked his wrist. He was breathing heavily as well. A couple of strokes later Harry spilled over and came with a grunt. Louis was right behind him. They helped each other through their highs and then they stopped and just tried to catch their breaths. Harry opened his eyes and met Louis' beautiful ocean blue ones.
"That was awesome." Harry smiled. 
                          
"Yeah." Louis answered and giggled a little. 
                          
Louis turned to his nightstand and got some tissues. He handed Harry some before he started to clean himself. Then they just laid nuzzling close to each other, listening to each other heartbeat.