Of coarse Harry and Louis played around. A lot, but when the whole Larry Stylinson mishap came along, their playing was on mute. Only in the flat or around the boys, Harry never had feeling for Louis like that but it never bothered him that they had kissed or touched each other in a way that wasn't explainable but felt so amazingly good.

Harry felt like it was only yesterday when Louis came home that night a little bit after 3 am; Harry hadn't worried because Louis was usually with Eleanor when he came home around these late hours.

Louis stumbled across the living room, dumbly looking for a light switch as if he forgot where it was, he was a bit tipsy and off his top as he finally found it only to come face to face with Harry's sleepily figure, rubbing his eyes as he spoke.

"Lou…? Where the hell have you been you could have at least phoned me?" Harry said his voice rough with sleep, as Louis rolled his eyes at the teen for sounding just like a girl.

"Calm Haz, I was with my girlfriend… Maybe you should get yah self one so you don't have to worry about me." Louis replied groggily of coarse Harry didn't take it to his heart but it sent off a bad vibe towards him as he nodded and began to walk back to his room.

"I'm sorry." Louis said in an almost pleading way as Harry stopped his journey and waited for Lou to continue.

"I-I'm just a bit tired." He said not trying to further explain things failing when Harry looked at him with a look of concern.

"Can we cuddle tonight?" Louis said looking down at his feet innocently as Harry chuckled and nodded as him and Louis left to Harry's room. Usually Harry slept with Louis when they were upset, nervous, or just too tired to leave each others embrace.

It developed as a way of saying "I'm here or I care."

It was comfortable and Harry usually slept with only boxers, but Louis completely stripped, he plopped on to the bed with a sigh and waited for Harry's embrace.

"Well Haz, get in the bed." Louis' voice was hushed as Harry pushed him self under the covers and faced Louis, he smelled like alcohol and Eleanor. It was as if Eleanor had stained him, washing over him like a wave of stink or overly scented perfume. Harry's nose wrinkled; in a way of stopping the smell he turned over causing Lou to spoon his back. He could feel the warmth of Louis' skin consuming him, his breath hitched as Louis' lips nipped at the skin of his shoulder. It wasn't in a playful manner as his teeth nibbled ever so lightly.

"Lou.." Harry almost keened as Louis' lips continued their exploration on the soft skin, soon his tongue darted out and made contact making Harry officially moan, Lou smiled and brought his lips up to Harry's neck as his hand found its way on Harry's hips, teasingly above the younger boy's boxers. Harry was indulged in the moment that he hadn't noticed Louis leaning upwards, as their lips connected and the kiss was slow and on Louis' behalf a bit sloppy, Louis made his way under the hem of Harry's boxers running his fingers against the skin under his waistband.

Harry coming to realization as to what was happening began to pull away, only stopping as Lou's tongue traced his bottom lip and then nibbled seductively asking for permission to touch Harry.

Without a hesitation Harry moaned in response as Lou wrapped his hand delicately around Harry's length. Squeezing the head and then moving all the way down and back up in a practiced movement, in slow even strokes. Harry disconnected their lips and let his head fall onto the pillow as his whole body quivered next to Lou. Lou's eyes watched the boy intently with his tongue on the side of his mouth. He liked vulnerable Harry, the way he responded to his touch, he was becoming hard and the proof was now pressing against Harry's side. Soon Louis' slow jerks were fast and the strides became smaller only focusing on the tip and a bit below the tip, Harry couldn't help but bring his hips up to meet Lou's hand in the strokes. Then once again his hand slowed causing Harry to whine as he moved his hand down to take control, but Louis batted it away.

"Lou please-"

"Kiss me." Louis said stopping his hand completely as Harry brought his head up to Louis' level and devoured his lips as if magic his hand continued it assault on him.

"Fuck… Lou" Harry groaned against Louis' lips, his stomach was developing tightness a familiar one which lead to his climax. Louis knowingly sped the motions as fast as he could, as Harry bucked his hips into the older boy's hand and quickly swatted Louis' hand away as his climax washed over him. He rolled onto his side in an attempt to block out what just happened, he had just let Louis' get him off…. What the hell was going on? Was he supposed to help Louis with the same motives or just act as if noting happened?

"Y'kay?" Louis' voice broke Harry's train of thought and he looked back at the older boy with a nod, and then answered him with a question.

"Am I… Do I have to.." Apparently the question was teasing his lips but he didn't know exactly how or what to feel, Louis catching on quickly and smiled taking Harry's hand and bringing it down to his hard member.

"I don't what I'm supposed to do." Harry admitted and wrapped his hand around Lou, with a sigh Louis laid back and rubbed his hand up Harry's forearm in a comforting way.

"Don't think and just do." With that being said Harry followed along and moved his hand up Louis' shaft as if it were his own, surprisingly it didn't seem like a burden and he guessed he was doing well when Lou keened his name.

Harry just wished it had never happened or at least under such circumstances, he and Louis were friends and it would stay at that, or at least he wished. That night was easy to remember but hard to forget. Harry was snapped back into reality as Louis' hand squeezed Harry's knee, a way of getting his attention but they both knew it was for other motives.

"Huh?" Harry asked completely dumbfounded as he forgot he was in an interview and he mindlessly drifted off.

"Well apparently Hazza here is zoned out excuse him, he probably didn't get much sleep. Need a cuddle Haz?" Louis' eyes flashed a glint of mischievousness and his smile was right there too. Was that an invitation to another 'Cuddle session' or was that some type of question to the fans. Whatever it was his lips curled into a small smile and chuckled to himself, Lou was on the same page as him or maybe even a page ahead. But he didn't want this to turn into something more than once but like that night he let Lou take over he did it again by answering.

"I'd love one… maybe tonight." Harry's tone was as sultry as it could get but he covered it with a laugh as Louis' smile dimmed and he knew exactly what he had just got himself into and turned his attention to the interview but he kept his hand on Harry's leg for a lingering second before it fell to his side. Harry now knew he was two pages ahead of Louis and he'd like to keep it that way, even in the dark or not he played if fair.