Harry's P.O.V.

I pushed the door to our room open and laid Louis down on the bed softly, gently putting his head on the pillows. I tried I laughed at what I what about to do.

"Louis, you can't go to sleep yet," I said as quietly as I could.

"Why not Haz," he replied sleepily.

"Cause I have a surprise for you," I said.

"What is it," he said suddenly excited and awake.

"Well, I wrote a song for you. Now, don't say anything until the end okay,"

"Okay," he said sitting crisscrossed on the edge of the bed.

I pulled out my guitar and started to play the intro. No turning back now I thought…

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind, it was meant to be

And I'm lining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me

I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes

When you smile you've never loved your stomach or your thighs

The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine

But I love them endlessly

And I won't let these little things slip

Out of my mouth

Cause it's true, It's you

It's you they add up to

And...

I was interrupted by a pair of soft lips connecting with mine. I smiled into the kiss and pushed him back onto the bed only for him to yell out… in pain.

"What's wrong," I asked concern growing across my face.

"You still have the guitar on," he laughed.

"Oh, right," I replied

"I'll have to punish you for hurting me," Louis said before flipping us over so he was on top and started to kiss down my neck and chest. I let a small moan when he bit down on that soft spot on my neck only he knows about. He started to slowly unbutton my shirt and kiss down my chest and… oh god!

Louis P.O.V.

"Oh god," he yelled. Good, I've got him right where I want him.

"Say my name Harry, say you want me,".

"…Louis… yes," I hear him mutter after a time of waiting.

"Good," I say before climbing off of him, but not without much protest from Haz.

"What are you doing," he asked, anger evident in his voice.

"I said I would make you pay for hurting me," I replied bitchily.

I walked out of the room before he could say anything else, but I'm pretty sure the pillow to the door was his way of saying I hate you, but I know he doesn't mean it. I decided to go see what Naill was watching.

"Hey Ni, watcha watching," I ask.

"Cars 2,Lu….LOUIS!" he says turning around to see me lost in thought.

"What, oh sorry. I must have tuned out for a second," I reply, still half lost in thought.

"What are you thinking about," Naill asks curiously.

"Just… how great it is to have friends like you guys. You accepted me for who I was, not like the people at my old school. They bullied me for being gay. I guess…," I stopped mid-sentence and I was starting to tear up. That's when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me pulling me close. I buried my head into Naills neck. Then out of the blue I felt a pair of lips on mine. I quickly opened my eyes to see Naill kissing me.

"Naill, WHAT THE HELL," I screamed.

Suddenly, I heard a quiet Oh my god from behind me. I turned to see Harry standing by our room door, with his mouth wide open and tears flowing steadily down his face.

"Harry, I can explain," I try to tell him but he is already storming out of the door

"Harry, wait… please," but my feeble attempts at getting him to stay don't work and once I hear that door slam, I can do nothing but run up to my room and cry… hoping that Harry will come back to me.

Naill's P.O.V.

I liked kissing Louis. What does that mean? Am I gay? Bi? I don't know.

Meanwhile…

Zayn's P.O.V.

I hear a familiar voice calling after me, but it only makes me run faster I have to get away.

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