(Louis is a famous jockey with fancy footwork. He comes to a small town hoping to be quiet and unnoticed, but his family doesnt understand boudaries. Harry's the youngest of his huge family but he's the best at taking care of his horses and has the most skill.)

An: This is just a project I wrote it in an hour and honestly don't know what has me so stuck on a Southern Harry with scruffy hair and overalls… It turns me on ..

Disclaim: I don't own One Direction. Any likeness to a celebrity is used for entertainment of my readers, completely FICCTIONAL. In no way am I claiming one direction is homosexual, nor would it really matter. Yadda Yadda

Warnings: Butt-sex not your thing I suggest you prance to a kiddy rated story :/. Under-aged drinking, kinky GAY sex, underage sex.. And anyother thing I can think about. :D ENJOY 3

"Louis-" Jay shook Louis' shoulder harshly getting no response, and if it werent for the constant snore he let out she would think him to be dead. "Louis, get up!" She hissed tapping his shoulder until the boy peeked up at his mother, his eyes squinting against the beaming sun that chose that moment to suffocate the tinted cab. "Get up, Karen is waiting," Jay pushed at his shoulder again trying to fully get the boy's just awakening councious to respond, when he groaned and pulled the handle of the car door open she smiled climbing over him to run towards the house. He pushed his sharp shades over his face grabbing his mum's bag that she gacefully left for him to carry behind her. She had finally convinced Louis of coming back to visit the country where things were to quiet and people were to close for comfort. His mother's half of the family lived down here, her cousins to be exact, the Payne family. He visited as a child when Liam was first born, then as the years passed the visits became Louis' number one priority every summer. "Can we go, can we go now?!" He rode his first horse on the Payne's residence, Socks was her name. Her hooves and ankles were covered in a tannish white that resmbled socks, hence the name. She belonged to Liam's grandfather who had sold all of his animals after he became ill, all except for one Socks. When he passed is when things got thrown around, Louis stopped visiting when he was 13, and Socks was sold right under his nose. Even now at the age 19 he's still upset about Socks, he's had plenty of horses back in his ameture years of jockey but he's decided on keeping one horse.

His shirt stuck uncomfortably against his back which had molded against the leather of the back seat as he stood holding most of the luggage watching the polite cabbie driver grab some from the trunk and carry them in the direction of which his mum had headed. The sun was a bright contrast against the freshly painted house, it looked no different then when Louis had left it ages ago. Just something a bit off… there was no ranch or barn. The back yard from where he was standing was filled with a graden of rows and rows of vegetables, no small barn for horses or chickens in that matter.

"Hey mate what's with the fancy clothes?" He heard a fimilar voice fill his ears looking up seeing at teenaged liam with over sized muscles, overalls that were rolled up at the ankles, sandy brown hair falling over his puppy brown eyes, and the oddest… bare feet. "It's not a fashion run-way no need for'em tight jeans, and stuffy nosed shoes," Liam threw his head back laughing loud and obnouxiously. Louis merely gave a small smile in return and almost screamed when Liam grabbed the luggage out of his hands taking all the extra weight off his hands. He was off balanced about to fall back into the cab, when liam's extra hand caught his elbow. "And your about as broad as a bendy straw," He commented when Louis balanced again glaring at the younger boy.

"And what are you on, you look like you could lift me and this cab," Louis returned not so softly but when Liam scuffed carelessly throwing the victorious secret bag over his shoulder, smiling warmly. "Seriously Liam you're like 16 and you're buff as shit."

"And you're like 40 and still havent hit puberty," Liam Laughed beginning to walk away and Louis followed behind safely close to Liam side. He gave a huff of annoyance when Liam stopped at the porch setting the bags down on the dusty stairs. His mother were soon to have a fit about a small sandy stain on her hot pink bag whenn she had atleast twenty-thousand more.

"Im not that old."

"19 is pretty old."

"Shut up you twat," Liam laughed, shoving Louis shoulder lightly but the man was still on jelly legs falling an extra two steps back.

"Boys keep your knickers on, it's only half past 5 and ya'll are already prancing around like kids," Karen spoke in the strongest southern accents Louis has heard in a while, he practically leaped forward to hug her. His cousins may talk weird, walk like they have something stuck up their bum, and wear the ugliest overalls known to man, but he loved them to bits. Her apron smelled of lemon and apple pies, and her bangs were cut short again louis seemed to notice when he pulled back. Liam coughed awkwardly still on the front stairs, nodding his head to the inside of the house. "Ive misse your lil tie wearing arse too, Louis," She smiled knocking his on the shoulder roughly, as Liam grabbed the luggage up nodding again.

"Im coming," louis smiled back at Karen and pulled off his sun-glasses once he was protected with the rigety walls of his child-hood. And maybe he can still remember the picture of him and his mum that's still ontop of the small tv with really long antenas that he used to lie about and tell Liam that the tv was an alien. Liam never watched tv downstairs again, opting to finish his supper in the dinning room whenever his mum offered to sit in the family room. He breathed in having the air knocked out of him when a hand clapped him on his back harshly.

"Good ol' Louis! Back so soon?" Louis turned seeing standing near the banister of the stairs. His smile broke across his face and Louis offered a small one in reply as he helped Liam up the staris. Third floor, 4 rooms down, pass the bathroom, up the ladder to the attic skip the third peice unless you want to fall, and there you are. Louis' room for the summer. It screamed young, with a ripped out magazine page of his favorite jockey that he never lived up to admit he had a crush, a lavalamp he brought back from England just to show off Liam but ended up letting his cousin keep it, and his star war sheets still cladded against his bed. He smiled warmly not noticing Liam had said something.

"M'Sorry what?"

"I said you look like your glowing, i thought you'd still be upset about-"

"dont say his name.." Louis warned furrowing his brow as he continued to wash away any thoughts about his ex with his child hood. Liam still stood closest near the exit as Louis took one last look around the small room. So small he could probably reach up and touch his ceiling. He turned round to see an awkward Liam still standing still and looking towards his dusted feet. "Im sorry, I just don't want him to be our topic of conversation y'know? He's gone and I'm free. I can start over."

"By telling your mum you're gay, or just writing away in your journal about the new catch of the town?"

"You've been watchign Sex in the City to much, But no.. I like that it's our secret…?" Louis tried looking at Liam with false friendship secret cover up. Liam shook his head smiling, so maybe Louis felt the fear wash out of him when Liam didnt push about it. He did like that only him and Liam knew about his sexuality, that they could keep everything to themselves. Liam's always been too nice about things like letting Louis swat at him when he was upset, or letting kids on the playground steal his snack, or letting Louis cry in shoulder when he spilled his secret out when he 13. Hugging Liam until he was sure he would feel an ache in his muscles.

"Let's keep it just between us then." And Liam kept his secret locked away.

Louis geniuinely smiled for the for the first time since he's been here, hearing the soft call of "Supper's ready!" From down stairs.

"You still dont eat in the living room do you?"

"Nope."

Again just a thought in my head :L. You can consider this chapter 1?

No smut yet.. But there will be Sorry for the lack of Larry :3