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Louis woke up. He was lying on his back, covers down to his waist. He wasn't cold though, because Harry's head was perched on his chest, his curls tickling Louis. His left hand was on Harry's shoulder, the other behind his head, and Harry's left leg was sprawled across Louis' groin area. He looked really comfortable; as did Louis. Louis moved the covers up so they were on Harry's shoulder, and Louis moved his hand and dug it into Harry's curls.

Harry then started to groan and shift around. Louis peered round. "Morning, sleepy-head."

Harry smiled. "Morning, my beautiful boy." He moved on top of Louis so their chests were pressed together, and faces inches apart. Harry kissed all over Louis face, and finally his lips.

"So what are you planning on doing, today?"

"I thought about it last night. It's a surprise. You don't mind if I bring round a couple of guys, later, do you?" Harry kissed Louis' neck in persuasion.

"Maybe. It depends who they are..."

"Like I said, it's a surprise! Now c'mon, get changed, before your mum catches us like this."

Louis moaned and groaned. "But I wanna stay like this aallllll day...!"

This made Harry giggle. "Me too. C'mon." He repeated. He got out of bed and got changed quickly, before throwing some clothes on Louis. "See you downstairs, lover boy." He winked before leaving Louis on his own.

"Morning, Louis."

"Hey, Lou." Louis' mother and Harry greeted him as he joined the breakfast table. He smiled at them both before snatching two pieces of toast and he began to butter them

"Nice sleep?" Jo asked.

"Fine. Great, actually." Louis wiggled his foot against Harry's leg under the table, making Harry breathe out.

"I'm going to ring some colleges, soon. See who wants me." Harry announced.

"Oh, Harry, I'm sure loads of colleges would be dying for a handsome, talented young man like yourself." Jo told him, rather flatteringly.

"Thanks, Jo." Harry replied, smirking at Louis, as if to say 'aren't I just?' "I need to make a few phone calls. Excuse me." He left the table. Jo raised an eyebrow at her son, and he just shrugged, not knowing what Harry was up to.

It was around 2pm when Louis was interrupted by Harry in his bedroom. "Sorry, Haz, I need to do this assignment." Louis didn't even look at Harry. He was sitting on his desk, writing faster than Harry could text, looking extremely bored.

"Oh, please, Lou. Can't it wait."

"No, sorry."

"But, I need to show you something." Harry pleaded.

"Show me here!" Louis fought back, but Harry put down his pen and seized his arm, making the older boy groan.

"This better be worth it." He gave in, making Harry smile. That smile that Louis goddamn fell for every time.

Harry led Louis downstairs, and when they were in the hallway Harry interlocked their fingers.

"Harry, let go! My mum might see us!"

"She's at the café, reading her new book." Harry assured him, and gave him a kiss. "Trust me." So he pulled Louis in to the kitchen, where three boys were sitting on a table. Two of them he didn't recognise, but the other one he knew straight away.

"Liam? What are you doing here?!" Louis gasped, letting go of Harry's hand.

"It's fine, Louis, I know about you and Harry. I'm fine with it." Liam told him. Louis shot a deathly glance at Harry, making Harry smile apologetically. Then Louis remembered what Harry told him: Trust me. So Louis grabbed hold of Harry's hand again, and they both took the two remaining seats on the table.

Louis eyes were on the two other guys. They were both holding hands, so they were obviously an item. They both had quiffs, one near black and one blond. One of them had slightly darker skin than the other one.

"Lou, this is Zayn and Niall, my old best friends."

"Hi." Niall, the blond one said. Zayn was obviously more sure.

"Hey." Louis said to the both of them. Then he gave Harry a confused look.

"Well, I've brought you all here because we all like the same thing: music. Zayn and Niall go to the same University as you, Lou. They study music." Harry told Louis and Liam.

"And what about Liam?"

"Well, you told me that you were writing lyrics together, so I just thought..."

"Ah, okay. So, you thought we could all make a band. Did you guys know about this?" Louis asked the three other boys. They all shook their heads. Then Louis hooked an arm around Harry's shoulders. "Well, personally, I think it's a great idea." He kissed his boyfriend's cheek, making him blush. "What about you guys."

"We have to get to know each other more, first." Liam said. "But I like the idea."

"I think it's amazing!" Niall added. Everyone looked at Zayn. Finally, he said something.

"So, what kind of music do you guys like?"

They all smiled, knowing this would be a success, especially since they all clicked at once.

They spent the whole afternoon and evening jotting down ideas for names. Zayn thought of USP (Unique Selling Point). Then Harry came up with a funny one.

"What about Gay Direction?" He joked. They all nodded in approval, except for Liam, who cleared his throat loudly, making everyone laugh.

"THAT'S IT!" Louis made everyone jump. "We all want the same thing... so what about... One Direction?" He looked at them all hopefully. Then Liam cheered.

"Finally!" Liam clapped. "That's it."

The rest agreed: their group was going to be called One Direction.

"So, do any of you play instruments?" Niall asked.

"Yeah. I can play piano and a bit of saxophone." Louis piped up.

"I can't play anything..." Harry admitted.

"Neither." Liam joined the club.

"Me and Niall play the guitar. So, technically, we're a band, not a group." Zayn finished, as Jo walked in, and smiled at the new guests.

"Hiya, Liam! And you are..." Niall and Zayn told her their names. "Ah. Nice to meet you. What's with all the paper...?" Jo asked.

"We're all a band, now, mum."

"Oh, wow! That's amazing. And by the way, can you all call me Jo? It makes me sound younger..."

That night, they all decided to go to the pub and celebrate with a few drinks. Louis and Niall got the first round, leaving the others to get a table.

"So, Niall, how long have you been with that hunk of yours?" Louis asked.

"Nearly a year. I'm really lucky to have such a fitty, aren't I?" Niall chuckled, in his Irish accent.

"Wow, that's long! Me and Harry have only been dating nearly a week, I hope we last as long as you guys. And yes, you are lucky, but then, again, you're not so bad yourself." Louis checked out Niall, and squeezed his muscley arms, making them both laugh.

Harry noticed this from the other side of the bar and frowned. When Niall left the bar to join the others, he joined Louis back at the bar. "I'd rather you not flirt with my friend, Louis."

"I was just having fun-"

"Yeah, well, if you want to have fun with another guy, make it not with Niall. Or with Zayn, for that matter." And he left as quickly as he came, leaving Louis with his mouth wide open.

Thanks to that, the rest of the night was awkward for Louis. The rest of them were having loads of fun, being loud and larey, especially Harry.

"So, can we all come meet up tomorrow and test our harmonies?" Harry had asked.

"Where?" Asked Liam.

"What about mine and Zayn's flat?" Niall suggested. "If that's alright with you?" He turned to Zayn.

"Yeah that's fine." He nodded.

"Great. 1pm at ours, then?" Niall smiled, and they all nodded. Then Zayn yawned.

"I'm tired, its 10:30, can we call it a night?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm tired too. See you guys later." Louis left on his own, causing the rest to frown.

"I'll catch up to him. I'll see you guys later." Harry sprinted outside after Louis, leaving his crotches behind. "Lou, wait up." He called after his boyfriend.

"Wh- Harry, where're your crotches?" Louis turned round.

"Oh crap," He started, looking behind him. "Oh well. I don't need 'em. Maybe one of the guys will pick them up. Look, I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to snap... It's just..."

"It's fine. I understand, it must've looked awkward from where you were standing."

"Great." Harry shuffled around and it was very awkward, until Louis flung his arms round his neck and pulled him in to a tight hug. Harry dug his head in to Louis' shoulder and recognised the familiar scent, putting his arms around Louis' back, making it tighter.

After what seemed like forever, they saw a flash, even through closed eyes.

"HA, perfect." It was Zayn, Niall and Liam, and Zayn was now looking down at his camera with a smile. Louis and Harry joined them and looked at the photo.

"I am so framing that." Louis remarked, putting an arm round his boyfriend's waist.