All Your Little Things |LS|

The next couple of days went by fast. 

Each day, Louis went to the studio, then on his way home he met Harry. They talked about literally anything what came to their minds, then Harry had to go to work too, so they said their goodbyes. 

But they would text when they both were home anyway, so it wasn't that necessary, Louis just loved when Harry hugged him. 

Okay, Louis maybe liked him. His butterflies just went crazier over time, and his heart was racing when he saw Harry show his dimpled smile. But he wasn't sure how Harry was feeling. Sure, they hugged, but friends hug too. And he just couldn't read from the man.  

He thought about asking him out. He really did. But whenever he determined himself, he got all these thoughts about Harry rejecting him. And in those thoughts, their friendship got awkward, Harry broke the connection after a while, and he didn't want to see Louis anymore. And Louis didn't want that. So he just hoped, that if Harry feels the same, he will take the first step. 

He really hoped. 

Now, he was walking down the street, already grinning like an idiot. He saw the curly head from far away. He tried to hide away his smile, but each step getting closer, he grinned even wider.

"Louuuu" Harry immediately got up from the bench and practically ran into Louis' arms, hugging him tightly. 

"Hi, Dimples" Louis chuckled, and sinked into the man's arms. It felt so good, so... right. It felt like home. 

Wow, he knew him for like, two weeks or what, and he already thought things like that? Maybe he's falli-

No, no. He stopped his thoughts. He can't say it. That's not what's happening.

"How was your day?" Harry let go of him, and grabbed his hand, leading him to the bench. Harry popped down, but he forgot that he was holding Louis, and with that, he tugged him with him. Louis accidentally sat on his lap instead of the bench. He immediately blushed.

"I- I'm sorry" Louis tried to get up, but Harry's arms were now wrapped around his waist. 

"You don't have to. It's comfy" Harry giggled. 

"You sure?" Louis didn't want Harry to feel uncomfortable or something just because he doesn't want to hurt Louis' feelings.

"Totally. I like it" so Louis got more comfortable, and he moved a little, so he could be halfway facing Harry "Uhm, now, Louis, if you're gonna move like that, well... I like that a little too much." he know could see Harry's face. He was blushing.  

"What?" he really didn't understand, and kept moving so he could find the most comfortable position. 

"Uhm, you know, if you're moving your bum on my lap like that... It effects me" he cleared his throat, and Louis finally got it. Oh, fuck.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry, I'm so stupid" he immediately got up from Harry's lap, and sat next to him on the bench with a burning face. 

"You're not stupid! And you don't have to feel sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't want to get you in an uncomfortable situation." 

"No, it's.. It's okay. You don't decide that, it's just how our body... works" wow, that's awkward. Louis tried not to look at Harry's lower body, but the temptation was really big. He couldn't stand it and he had to take a quick glance. He gulped. There was a bulge in the man's pants. He bit his lower lip. No, he couldn't do that...

"Eyes on my face, Tomlinson" he heard Harry's voice, and he looked at his face right away. Then, out of nowhere, the taller man touched Louis' lips, who stopped biting it instantly "Sorry, but that... It just made it worse" 

So... Maybe Harry was attracted to him as well? And if he was, was it only physical, or was it like Louis' feelings? 

He didn't say anything to that, just nodded. He didn't know what to say. After minutes of silence, he got up from the bench, and wanted to say his goodbyes, but Harry grabbed his arm.

"No, Lou, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable around me after this, okay? Please. If you walk away like that now, I won't know what to think, and I don't want our friendship to end because of this" his look was desperate. Louis sighed.

"Oh, love... Don't look at me like that. I won't feel uncomfortable. You can't control that, it's only natural. It won't affect our friendship. Promise. I like you just the same" oh, fuck. No, he didn't want to say that. He didn't mean that in a friendship-way. But Harry didn't notice. He thought that Louis meant it like friends. He smiled.

"So... Do you want to come with me to the studio tomorrow? I mean, you don't have to, of course. You will probably be exhausted and all that after work, and you won't want to go back after a long day... I just thought, you know, once we've talked about that, and if it's not a problem. But of course you don't have to come just to make me happy, only say yes if you want it too" Louis probably never heard Harry speak that fast, ever. He always talked so slowly.

"I would love to, Hazza. I want it. For real" he smiled warmly at the man. Harry's eyes went wide open.

"Do you?" he looked like he didn't want to believe the answer. Louis chuckled. He was cute. 

"Yes, you fool." Harry started grinning, and his dimples showed. Louis melted, just as usual "Now, I think you have to go. You know, work"

"Oh, yeah, yeah" he nodded, and got up from the bench. Then, he opened his arms, waiting for Louis to hug him. Louis laughed, but stepped infront of the man and hugged him tightly. 

Yeah, he was right before. He couldn't deny it. It really felt like home.