Harry couldn't believe it. He was actually kissing Dougie, he was holding Dougie in his arms, Dougie's arms were wrapped around his neck, Dougie's tongue was sliding into his mouth. Harry stopped breathing for a moment.

Oh Christ! I'm kissing Dougie! I'm holding Dougie! His arms are wrapped around my neck! Oh my God! Dougie's tongue is in my mouth! Everything at that very moment, for Harry, was perfect. Dougie... Harry opened his eyes. Dougie had pulled away from the kiss.

"Sorry..." Harry said because he was unsure of what else to say.

"...I don't know...If I'm gay, or even Bi..." Dougie said.

"Right..." Harry whispered as disappointment fell heavily on his heart.

"But it felt nice and if you kiss me again, maybe I'll figure it out," Dougie smiled. Harry looked at him for a moment. He wasn't sure if Dougie was just mucking around or if he was serious.

"I'll give you some time," Harry said, deciding Dougie was just joking.

"What for?" Dougie asked, his brow creased.

"You're unsure...And I...I don't want to get my hopes up," Harry said.

"Harry..." Dougie said but Harry was already walking out the door. Dougie sighed and rubbed a hand over his face, his fingers stopping to brush over his lips. The lips that just a moment ago Harry had been kissing. He stood up and walked over to the window. Upon looking outside he saw that the sky was overcast with dark clouds. Leaves scattered the ground, the wind blew through the yard and he was pretty sure it would be bitter if he stepped outside. Yes, autumn had well and truly taken over. He turned and walked down stairs. He needed to talk to Harry.

"Where's Harry?" Dougie asked Tom who was sitting in the living room.

"He went out," Tom replied. Dougie nodded and ran back upstairs. He changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before pulling on a jacket. "Where are you going?" Tom asked as Dougie opened the front door.

"To find Harry," Dougie said before walking out into the bitterness. He looked to his right then his left. And in the distance he could make out Harry's figure, getting further away as he walked. Dougie ran. Ran as fast as his legs could take him and for a while it seemed that he was not making any ground whatsoever. Harry still had his back turned, still walking forward, still oblivious to Dougie running after him.

"Harry!" Dougie called out but Harry didn't turn around, so maybe he hadn't heard him. Dougie kept running. Finally he was just metres away from Harry. "Harry," This time Harry turned around. Dougie stood still, looking up at Harry. He bit his bottom lip.
No...