The dinner was great. They all accepted Louis, especially Tyler's girlfriend. It wasn't a stereotypical Oh, you're gay so let's be besties! kind of thing, but they got along really well. She's the same age as Harry, Tyler is the same age as Louis.

"Well that went...well," Louis swung his and Harry's locked hands between them as they walked back to the treehouse. "Tyler's cute."

Harry made a small pouting face like he does when Louis makes a joke about him or teases him and climbed up the ladder, pulling Louis in with him and Louis made a squealing noise when he tumbled on top of Harry, laying on his torso.

The older teenager snickered, soon transferring into a loud fit of laughter and Louis sat up, one hand on his chest and the other moving his hair out of his face.

"'S not funny," Louis whined. Harry chuckled, cooing after Louis glared at him with a small pout.

"Aw, baby," Harry moved to sit on his bottom, chuckling when Louis almost fell backwards and laid his hands on his hips. Louis tensed slightly and Harry moved his hands.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked quietly, deciding to put his hands beside him on the floor to hold himself up. Louis nodded, biting his lip and sighed, looking down at his lap.

"'M fine," he sighed. "Just...I'm nervous, 's all."

"Why?" Harry tose an eyebrow. "There's no need in being nervous around me, Lou."

Shrugging, the crossdresser laid his head on Harry's shoulder, wrapping his limbs around him like a koala...or an ordinary bear, still the same thing.

"I haven't dated anyone since...my last ex," Louis swallowed. "I'm just afraid you'll be like him."

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Louis changed in Harry's bathroom when they went back inside and Harry wouldn't stop cooing at how small he looked swallowed up in his Teenage Runaway sweatshirt. Louis only punched his shoulder, blushing, then kissed his cheek.

"You're embarrassing," Louis mumbled, resting his chin on his chest. Harry shrugged, kissing his nose and grinned when he scrunched it.

"And you're cute. So what?"

"No 'm not," Louis scrunched his nose again. He would say he looked pretty in outfits but his insecurities always got to him.

"Why would I lie to you?" Harry murmured, lacing their fingers and played with them. Louis shrugged, laying his cheek on the lad's chest. "Exactly; I wouldn't. You're beautiful, Lou. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise, got it?"

Louis nodded, closing his eyes and sighed. "Got it."

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"So when are you coming out?" Louis asked quietly, positive he interrupted the movie they were watching but he didn't care. It was the first Child's Play movie, it was hilarious watching Chucky run around because he was so small.

"Probably when we get to school Monday," Harry replied, rubbing Louis' back. "When do you want to come out?"

"Us? Like, as a couple?"

"Yep."

Louis bit his lip, shrugging. "I dunno. I guess Monday."

"I'll wait, if you want, Lou," Harry hummed softly. "Unless you want to go ahead and do it so we both can put Noelle in her place."

"It'll just make it worse," Louis sighed. "She'll get worse. Vova actually hasn't done much lately but she's not important."

"And you know what I'll say?" Harry kissed the top of his head. "I can tell both of them to kiss my ass."

"How are you so confident?"

"I have two moms, baby," Harry sighed. "They're the ones who taught me how to stand up for myself."

"Your moms are fucking awesome, Haz."

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