A/N okay (it seems like I start all my A/N's with okay) so I kinda regret writing this story,(but I absolutely adore Larry Stylinson, though its probably not real, but you can hope, right?) 'cause I just watched an interview with the boys, where Harry and Louis denied the rumors about Larry Stylinson, and the interview is from 30 or 31 of May! (they even mentioned Fan Fiction there!) anywho, PM me if you want the youtube address. Also, all italics is the thoughts of the P.O.V person.

Xx Cheezie :*

He Will Be Loved (Harry's P.O.V)

Chapter 2: Harry

I turned away from the stricken face that was Louis, and shut the door. Why did I do that? It was a complete reflex to kiss Louis, that in reality shouldn't have been there. The kiss was good however. I noticed that Louis was a bit dumbstruck as it took him a second to respond. When he finally did respond, it was one of the best kisses I had ever experienced. There was just something about him. But he is my best friend! Shook myself mentally by the cuff at these thoughts.

Underneath the warm covers of my bed, I managed to fall asleep quicker than expected. But I did ,however, fall asleep with the dim prospects of tomorrow morning circling in my head. How could I explain this mess to Louis, when I wasn't certain about my own feelings yet?

(Louis' P.O.V)

I stood paralyzed outside his door for a little while, before walking to my own bedroom a little bit down the hall. Undressing quickly, I slid underneath the warm duvet. Knowing myself, I knew I wouldn't be able to fall asleep anytime soon, much to my own dismay. Tomorrow would be harsh if I didn't get any rest. So of course I couldn't sleep! Especially with the early interview and the flight to Toronto and Harry living for free inside my head. I sighed and tried to find a more comfortable position.

Seriously, what was Harry thinking, I thought angrily to myself twenty minutes later. He wasn't thinking at all, my mental voice retorted. My mind had been racing the last minutes, pestering me with all these questions I wasn't sure I could answer yet. Did I like the kiss? Did it mean something to Harry? Does this mean he's got feelings for me? How about my feelings for him? Will things be different now? Is it going to be awkward? Do I want to kiss Harry again? Out of all these questions, the one about things being different , bothered me the most. I loved the dynamics of me and Harry's friendship, and I didn't want it to be thrown away for a kiss, and for feelings that may or may not exist. What was I supposed to do now? With that question flying around in my mind, I fell asleep.

(Harry's P.O.V)

That bliss I got immediately after I woke up was fading away. I loved those moments I the morning, when the real world hadn't catched up with you yet, and you just dazed in complete euphoria. That light alternate world, that let you forget all the worries and things that had to be done. But, alas, everything good had to fade away in the end. My comfortably empty head slowly started to fill up with the fact that I would have to see Louis in a matter of minutes. What am I going to do?

A/N: Short chapter, I know. It was mostly just to fill in the space a bit. Beware of the next chapter! (!Spoiler alert! It is called "Confusion) That is when the "action" will begin. Also, on a side note,I was really tempted to Write the tomorrows as Tommorow but I managed to not do anything stupid. Gaahh I really love Louis, that perf thing! Also when I wrote *shut the door* I immediately started singing "Moments" in my head. Thought this would interest you greatly...

(haha, not really)

Xx Cheezie