Disclaimer: I don't own Harry or Dougie, if I did own Dougie I would be screaming and crying, and if I owned Harry I would be shock-still when he's holding me, as his muscles are SOOOOO amazing! As none of these things have happened, you can be assured that I don't own them!

A/N: This is my first fanfiction, I have no idea what I'm doing, but I thought I'd give it a try! Please review and make my day! xxx

"Dougie! Don't you dare tickle me! You know I'm so ticklish! STOP!"

But of course, Dougie didn't stop, and kept tickling a screaming Harry.

"Only if you get off me Mr. Muscle!" Dougie answered back, giving Harry a quick wink.

Harry smiled. "Never! You still owe me the money from that bet! I won, now hand it over! And don't tickle me! DOUG!"

Dougie stopped tickling Harry, and looked away, unlocking himself from Harry's muscular arms. "You know I'm bankrupt Haza, that's why I'm staying round yours!"

"Doug! Just give me the money! Just because you're skint and you were so sure you would win the bet! You need to pay me somehow- you're not cheap to live with, all your chips!"

Dougie smirked at the mention of him and his chips. Well, he had to eat, right? "You know I like my chips! I'll find some way to pay you Harry, promise! How about a week of my services?" Dougie turned and winked at Harry, before realising he was blushing, and quickly looked away again.

"Hmm we'll see! But listen Doug, you know I'll never chuck you out! We'll find some way of getting some money."

Dougie blushed, as Harry had referred to them as we. "Aww thanks babe, you mean a lot to me you know?" Dougie said, snuggling his face into Harry's shoulder. But, the moment only lasted a second, as Harry interrupted.

"Listen Doug... are you sure you don't have any money? I sort of saw a £20 note in your trousers this morning." Harry turned Dougie's head gently so Dougie was looking straight into his eyes.

"I, erm... I wasn't going to tell you, it was supposed to be a surprise." Dougie blushed as Harry looked handsome when he was confused. "I borrowed £20 of Tom, to buy you a birthday present. I was gonna buy a photo frame and put pictures of us two in it, but you can just have the £20 if you'd prefer... I'm sorry."

"Aww Dougie thank you, I'd nearly forgotten about my birthday!" Harry pulls Dougie into a firm hug, letting the younger guy know things were cool between them. "That was such a nice idea!"

Dougie smiled, obviously pleased. He cheekily asked- "anyway, why were you looking in my trousers? Find something you like?" -having regained his confidence.

"Haha! I was just washing them! They're black again now, not that shade of dust you seem to prefer!"

"Do you wash my boxers too Harry?"

Harry stammered. "W-w-well, sometimes..."

"Do you like them Harry?"

"I do, I do indeed."

Dougie giggles as he flicks his hair from over his eyes. "Why do you like them Harry?"

"Well, I think you know why!"

Suddenly, Dougie's legs give away, and he falls to his knees, sobbing. Harry instantly kneels next to him, holding his friend and asking him what's wrong. He doesn't instantly answer, but lets the tears fall freely from his face. Harry can feel tears coming to his own eyes, hating to see his friend in pain, and not being able to do anything about it.

"Dougie, please tell me what's wrong. I can help."

"I-I have a secret."

Thoughts of what Dougie's secret could be flooded Harry's mind. He was so worried for his young friend.

"I'm gay... and I fancy you Harry. I always have done. I'm so sorry," Dougie mumbled, amongst all the tears. Harry leant back- obviously in shock.

Then the realisation hit him. Dougie fancied him! "Dougie, please don't cry. You must've known that I always returned your love." Harry leant in closer to Dougie, and started kissing away his tears, in the attempt it would make both of them feel better.

"R-really? I-I never knew."

"Oh, just come here Doug!" Harry pulled Dougie into a lover's embrace, keeping him forever safe in his arms. "I love you so much OK, and I'm gay too." Harry pulled back, just to take Dougie's hand and stroke it gently, while staring lovingly into Dougie's eyes.