A/N: This is by my friend Nikki and she wanted me to publish it here, so here you go

Disclaimer: We do not own One Direction

"I love you Harry. And not just like a friend. I love you more than that. I always did. From the first day we met in elementary school, I know youd have an effect on me. Harry , I love you. I spent so long trying to fight these feelings, trying to convince myself that I didn't love you, but I just can take it any longer. I cant hold this in foreer. I love you Haz, and if you don't feel the same way, just tell me, because I cant deal with—"

Louis was cut off as Harry pressed his lips against his, almost agressivly. He wrapped his arms around the older boy, as he let every emotion, every feeling, seep into the moment.

Louis kissed him back, relaxing against his best mate's chest. He brought one hand to Harry's curls, and the other to his back. He deepened the kiss, not wanting to let go, not wanting this moment to disappear.

Harry pulled back, and cupped Louis' face with his hands. He brought his face an inch away from his, and pecked him on the lips.

Harry looked into Louis' blue orbs and sighed contentedly.

"I love you too Lou. Always did. Forever will."

Louis smiled at the memory, as he watched his boyfriend's face sleeping soundly in his lap.

Louis was sprawled out on his couch, the tv on but muted, Harry curled up next to him, resting his head on Louis' leg.

They had been together for a month now, and things were going great. Of course, nobody knew about the two, except for their close mates, Liam, Niall, and Zayn, but they had decided it was better to stay on the down low for now.

Louis let his eyes trace over every feature of Harry's face. His eyes lingered on Harry's lips, and he slowly leaned in, and softly pressed his lips against his.

He pulled back and brought his lips close to Harry's ear.

"Wake up babe, my dad will be home any minute now," he breathed. Louis leaned back and watched Harry slowly open his eyes. He looked at Louis through his eyelashes, and grinned sleepily.

"You look cute today Boobear," he said cheekily. Louis chuckled and slid out from under Harry. He stood over him and pulled him up as well.

"Cmon, let's get you home," Louis told Harry. "My dad will be home any second now." He started pulling Harry to the door, but Harry stopped him. Louis turned around, confused, to see his boyfriend standing awkwardly, rubbing his neck uncomfortably. He wouldn't meet Louis' eyes.

"What's wrong Haz?" Louis asked, alarmed, stepping in a bit closer. Harry sighed, and finally pulled his eyes up to meet Louis'.

"I was thinking…" he began, looking more and more uncomfortable as the seconds rolled by.

"And?" Louis asked, now only a few inches away from Harry, staring curiously into his boyfriend's uncomfortable green orbs.

"Well, I think we should come out to our parents," Harry finished softly.

Louis froze. He wasn't sure he heard him right.

"What?" He asked, slowly.

"I just think, I'm just tired of hiding! I want to be able to show off my perfect boyfriend to the world!" Harry exclaimed. Louis pulled Harry in for a hug.

"I'm okay with coming out. I just think we shouldn't introduce each other as boyfriends just yet," he said as he pulled back. "I mean, it would be awkward for them, since our families have known eachother since we were kids."

Harry smiled.

"Whatever you say, Boobear." He went to go grab his coat, and threw on his shoes. Before he left, he pecked Louis once more on the lips.

"Good luck," he breathed. And then, just like that, he was out the door.

Louis fell on the couch, exhausted. It was going to be a long evening.