Harry loves Louis so much. Words are not enough for him to describe how much that boy has impacted his life.

But Louis is insecure. Harry can't for the love of him see why. Louis has everything, is everything. Harry has though of telling him that he's beautiful in every single way imaginable but Louis might not register any of it. It makes Harry sad. He loves Louis so much and according to Harry he deserves only the finest things in life. And Harry wants Louis so badly. But loving someone else is not possible if you don't love yourself. And Louis does not.

The fact that his reasons are somewhat selfish eats at Harry every night. But what is he supposed to do? He can't really think of anything better and really, what harm would it do anyone? Loving this beautiful boy should just be reason enough. Harry tries to tell this to himself, every night. It's a way of feeling better about himself and that also makes him feel guilty. Some nights he drowns in guilt until he thinks about Louis. The thought of him calms him down a little. He just wants him so bad. He loves him so much, with every fibre of his being. It is really too much to ask for, that this boy learns to love himself?

So he decides to tell Louis how he feels. He decides to tell him how beautiful he is and how just seing Louis makes his insides melt and the thoughts in his head spin at hundred miles per hour and that his heart beats fast and unevenly and makes him feel alive. Louis makes him feel alive.

Louis looks at him with mistrust in his eyes. "Me? Beautiful?" he says. "One of the lamest jokes I've heard. Really, Styles, you're gonna need to step up your game."

Harry flinches at the comment. How Louis can be so diminishing of himself is a mystery to Harry. But he won't give up so easily. He's going to tell him what is clear to everyone but Louis himself.

"No Lou, that was not a joke. And me telling you this is not a joke. I love you. I love you with everything I have, which isn't much but at least it's something.

I can tell you're insecure, but I don't know what for. It sounds cheesy but I literally cannot understand how you can see something so different than I do. Because I see everything about you, every single little thing and I think all of it is beautiful and worth loving. You don't have to change anything about yourself, being yourself is more than enough. Lou, you light up my world just by existing. I love the way you flip your hair, it overwhelms me and leaves me in awe for a good ten minutes. And when you smile at the ground, just like you do now, it ain't hard to tell that you don't know how beautiful you are.

And I want you to think Lou, think about trying to love yourself. And if not for yourself then for me. Because I love you. And I want you to love me. I really believe that you cannot love another person if you don't love yourself first. I know it'll take time but when you're done figuring things out, please come find me."

Harry lets out a breath. He hopes his entire speech doesn't sound rehearsed because God, that would be the worst thing in the world.

Louis just looks at him. The expression on his face tells that he is in awe. He's probably never heard anything like that. He stares into Harry's eyes for a long, long time. Just as Harry starts to feel uneasy, that his declaration of love for Louis might have gone somewhere he didn't expected it to, Louis grabs him by the collar of his shirt and kisses him.