Harry woke and rubbed a hand over his face. He had no idea what had happened the previous night. He got out of bed and made his way downstairs into the kitchen. Tom and Dougie were already up. Harry sat at the breakfast bar and stared out the window. Suddenly Tom broke out into laughter. Harry looked over to him with a quizzical look.

"You don't remember?" Tom asked.

"No," Harry said cautiously. Tom walked out of the room, still laughing. Harry turned to Dougie with curious eyes. Dougie had a smirk on his face and without a word he quickly left. Only moments later Danny walked into the kitchen. Harry looked to him, waiting for a laugh or a smirk but nothing came.

"Oh fuck!" Harry cursed, remembering...

...It was just a few drinks to kick off their stay together. After several years the boys were all living together again for a few months. But Harry was also trying to drown his sorrows. After breaking up with his girlfriend Harry had fallen pretty low. The four of them had been drinking and mucking around, which was what they always did. Then Harry had started feeling sorry for himself and Danny had walked over and given him a hug. One thing led to another and soon both men found themselves going upstairs for a bit of privacy. At one point Dougie had wandered up and made a comment about them doing 'naughty stuff' but they had dismissed it. However by the end of the night, after a lot of deep conversation and a lot more drinking, the boys found themselves getting closer and closer until...

Danny grabbed Harry by the shoulders and gave him a brief shake.

"Wake up to yourself Harry! She left you man, so it's ok to get a 'lil something to take your mind off of things," Danny said and then he planted his lips firmly on Harry's. It took Harry's breath away unexpectedly and he gasped into the kiss.

"Sorry," Danny said sliding away from Harry.

"Do it again," Harry said. Danny sat for a moment, brief confusion on his face and then he was kissing Harry again, his hands moving to snake around Harry's neck. Harry pushed himself closer to Danny and then reached up to run his fingers through the brunette locks. Even though they were drunk there was something telling Harry that they shouldn't be doing what they were doing, but he didn't care. His mind was drifting away from the heartbreak and if this is what it took to stop his heart from aching so badly, then so be it. Harry took the kiss to a whole new level as he pushed Danny backwards and deepened the kiss. Their hips met at the exact same time and they both thrust towards one another in a subconscious movement. The friction made them groan into each other's mouths. The alcohol was making Danny's mind swim and it was clouding everything, especially his common sense. The only thing Danny could think about was how tight his jeans had suddenly become and how damn horny Harry was making him. Somewhere between both of their thoughts clothes had been ripped from each other's bodies and recklessly discarded around the room. Danny looked up at Harry with a grin that said a thousand words and started to trail his fingers down Harry's chest, getting lower and lower...

"Oh God, we didn't, did we?" Danny asked in almost a whisper as he too recalled what happened. His heart was thumping something shocking and his stomach was going crazy doing flips. The look on Harry's face worried him because it was the same expression on his own face, scared and confused.

"When I got up Tom and Dougie laughed at me," Harry told Danny.

"They had these stupid grins on their faces when they walked past me," Danny said. Both of them felt sick because they weren't one hundred percent sure what had actually ended up happening. A minute later Tom walked in.

"What the hell happened?" Harry demanded.

"They say that reliving certain events can jog your memory," Tom winked and left once more.

"What the fuck does that mean?" Harry groaned and put his head in his hands.

"Maybe...Maybe he means we should...You know, kiss or something and maybe we will remember," Danny said nervously.

"Are you serious?" Harry exclaimed. "I am not kissing you,"

"Ok..." Danny said and looked away from Harry. Once again silence claimed the two of them. They had nothing to say to each other, nothing to ask or confess. After a while Harry cleared his throat and Danny looked over to him.

"Just a quick one...And if neither of us remembers we forget it ever happened and act like it didn't, alright?" Harry said quietly.

"Alright," Danny agreed. Harry stood up and moved over to Danny but he couldn't bring himself to kiss the other man, it was as if his body had been frozen on the spot. Just as unable to move was Danny but after what seemed like an eternity he finally made the move and took one step closer. Then he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Harry's, but it was just that, pressing their lips together. Neither were game to move but both were so desperate to see what would happen next. It was Harry who moved first this time, but it wasn't to take the kiss further. He bought hand up to put on Danny's shoulder to push him away nicely but as it turned out, of course, Danny was not a mind reader and took it as a sign to turned pressed lips into an actual kiss. Harry didn't know what to do and he thought his arm might as well be made of stone because he couldn't push Danny away. It took him a moment but with shaking hands he then slid both arms around Danny's neck. Danny, in response, wrapped his arms around Harry's waist. That was where their kiss really took off. Danny ran his tongue across Harry's bottom lip. He wasn't expecting Harry to part his lips and grant him access but he did. From there it turned into a battle of lips and tongues, both wanting domination but at the same time both wanting the other to win. In the end Harry gave up and let Danny win. Then the fierceness of the kiss fled and Harry was left with Danny treating his lips with the utmost care. Danny kissed Harry's lips gently, running his tongue across his bottom lip then top lip a few times. But eventually they knew they would have to stop for one reason or another.
Danny was the first to remember. It hit him with force. Everything was so vivid in his mind. The sounds, the feelings, the smells, the tastes...Everything was so real. He pulled away from Harry and bit his lip. He had no idea if Harry remembered or not. Harry looked at Danny for a second then his mind was swimming with images of the previous night.

"Ohh..." the sound left his lips in such a hushed tone that Danny thought he might have imagined it. Danny was afraid to move because now he knew that Harry remembered and he didn't know if Harry was angry or just thinking. Harry was indeed thinking. He too remembered the smells, tastes and touches but something in the pit of his stomach was stirring. He had no idea what it was or what was causing the feeling of...Well he wasn't sure what the feeling was either. Could it have been fear? Or maybe uneasiness? A feeling of wrong? Perhaps it was something completely different like...Love? Maybe lust? Heck maybe it was a combination of all of those feelings, and that scared Harry a bit. He lifted a hand and traced a finger across his lips, then he let his gaze fall onto Danny. Their eyes met and Harry knew what those feelings meant. He bit his lip, he couldn't be...Could he?

"Danny..." he said, unsure if he could say anything else.

"Do you feel...Something?" Danny asked. Harry nodded and Danny sighed on the inside. He'd been getting worried it was only he who felt something. But now Harry was feeling something as well that made it a bit more bearable, yet at the same time it made it more difficult.

"Ok...We need to sort this out," Harry said.

"Right," Danny said. "We both know what happened...And we can't take it any further. First off we are not gay, and even if we were or we wanted to give it a try we couldn't because it would just ruin the band,"

"I agree," Harry said though there was a voice in the back of his mind screaming 'Fuck it! Just go for it! Live a little!'

"Ok, good...So we just go about things as if it never happened?" Danny asked.

"Sounds good," Harry said. They stood there in an awkward silence for a moment. They both knew that they couldn't just go about like it never happened because it did happen and nothing could change that. Danny gave Harry a quick smile before fleeing from the kitchen.

"Nothing happened," he said firmly when he saw Tom and Dougie and those stupid grins on their faces. "So don't bring it up," he was quick to shut himself in his bedroom.

This was supposed to be just one story but it was a bit long so I put it into two parts. :) Hope you all enjoy it :)

JB xx