"I don't know what to wear." Harry fell back onto his bed, exasperated.

"Clothes?" Niall offered uselessly.

"Please Ni! Liam! I have to look pretty. I can't go looking like a twat. Does this look okay?" Harry held up a pair of brown trousers, a cream silk shirt and pointed to a pair of brown loafers. "Please tell me it is. I don't know what else to wear."

"Harry." Liam was stood in the doorway now, "stop working yourself up. That outfit is very pretty and you should wear it. I'm sure Louis's seen you in just joggers and a t-shirt, and then you still look beautiful."

"Okay." Harry nodded, taking a deep breath, "okay. Is makeup overdoing it?"

"No. It's not. Wear makeup." Niall told him.

Harry ushered them out of the room as he changed into the outfit before kneeling in front of the mirror. He applied a small bit of blush, pink eyeshadow and then mascara. His nails were painted white and light green and his curls were sat perfectly upon his head.

He felt pretty, and he hoped Louis would think so too. He'd have to touch up on the makeup on the ferry probably, seeing as he had a long journey ahead but that was okay.

He stood up, twirling around a bit in the mirror before walking back into the lounge with a nervous smile. "So I look okay?"

"You look amazing!" Niall grinned, "he'll be on his knees the moment he sees you."

"Christ." Harry muttered, "that's inappropriate. But thank you."

"You won't be saying it's inappropriate when he's on his knees." Niall winked, "I'm sure you'll be begging for more."

"God, I've really not missed this." Harry groaned, "I should probably get going though."

"We'll drive you to the train station." Liam offered, Niall nodding.

//

Harry was stood outside Louis's front door.

He'd been about to knock about a hundred times by now. He just couldn't work up the courage. Louis was on the other side of that door and Harry was going to tell him he liked him.

Obviously he more than just liked him but Harry thought it may be best to just go with 'like' first.

Eventually he found it in himself to knock. And fuck, his heart was racing.

It seemed like hours until he heard the door unlocking and was met by a pair of blue eyes.

"Harry?" Louis gasped out.

All plans Harry had had went out of the window as Harry's mouth began opening and shutting like a fish. And for some reason, his brain thought a good way to stop that would be by surging forwards to kiss Louis.

Harry heard Louis release another gasp before seeming to come to his senses and wrap his arms around Harry, pulling him closer. Harry's hand found his way to Louis's neck and for a second they allowed themselves to just get lost in eachother.

Kissing Louis was better than he had imagined.

"Well..." Louis started breathlessly, "is that how you greet all the people who answer the door Curly?" A smile was spread across his face and Harry felt all his anxieties flutter away.

"Was that, I mean, like, was that okay? Or do you not like me like that. I'm sorry, I just-"

"Darling, I thought we'd established this. I don't kiss people I'm not interested in." Louis grinned, his voice a little husky as he looked into Harry's eyes and his hand cradled Harry's jaw. And Harry felt his knees go weak.

"I've missed you." He offered helplessly. "You're all I could think about."

Louis beamed at him, "I've missed you too. Maybe we should come inside and have a chat and a cuddle, ey?"

"Okay." Harry murmured softly, a smile on his face. "Is Zayn in?"

"Not until later. Tea?"

"No thank you. Tummy's too fluttery."

Louis chuckled, holding out his hand for Harry.

"You're wearing my ring." Harry observed, running his thumb over it. "And the rings I told you to wear."

"Well, what kind of person would I be of I didn't accept such sweet gifts. Plus, it was like having a piece of you with me all the time. And I thought if I were to start wearing your ring, I may as well wear the others."

"They look really good on you."

"Thanks love." Louis sat down on the sofa, Harry sitting next to him and allowing Louis to tug him in closer. "So, why did you come all the way here?"

"Missed you. I needed to tell you that I like you. I just, I'm hoping you really like me back and I'm not making a massive fool out of myself."

"Of course I really like you back." Louis grinned, squeezing Harry. "God, I can't believe you're actually here."

"It's not even been that long that we've been apart but it felt like forever. God, I've missed you." Harry turned over, burying his head into Louis's shoulder.

"You look really pretty by the way." Louis muttered and Harry beamed. "So, what are we going to do about this?"

"Us?"

"Us." Louis confirmed. "I really like you, and I'd like to date you. But you live a long way away."

"I can move near. I want to move near, I just needed to see you first."

"Are you actually willing to move for me?" Louis felt himself breaking into a smile.

"Yes. I'm so, so much happier when I'm here. Especially when I'm here with you. I don't know how to explain it but you make me feel safe and loved."

"You're the cutest." Louis squeezed Harry again, kissing his curls. "But what about Niall and Liam? And you said it went well with Gemma? I can't ask you to drop all that."

"They're moving down here." He grinned. "Gemma got a job down south, and Liam and Niall have talked about it and said they'll move. I don't know, they want a change of scenery as well and I think they could see how much I kind of need you. I don't want to sound dependent of clingy but yeah, you've really helped me."

"Not to be too forward but you could move in here. Like, you lived here for a while anyway."

"Really? I mean, yeah, of course. Of course I would. Woah this is going fast but not but I love it."

"I mean, it seems like it's going fast but we've practically been dating for a long time. Like cuddles, nicknames, little cheek kisses and forehead kisses."

Harry sat up, looking Louis back in the eyes. "Can I kiss you please?"

"Of course you can Bambi. I've been waiting for this long enough." Louis pouted his lips, Harry leaning forward and capturing his lips.

Louis gripped the back of Harry's head, bringing him a bit closer. They moved their lips in sync, Harry reveling in being this close to Louis. Louis was everywhere, his scent flooding his nostrils and his stubble brushing against Harry's soft skin.

"Um, okay, Louis's kissing. Who's Louis kissing? Are you fully clothed?"

"Zayn you're a twat." Louis groaned as Harry pulled away, nestling against him. "Yes we're fully clothed."

Zayn was stood in the doorway, hands over his eyes. As Louis confirmed they were indeed clothed he lifted his hands off. "Harry?"

"Um, hi Zayn." Harry offered an awkward smile and an awkward wave.

"You're kissing Louis on his sofa. When did this finally happen? Christ Louis I've been gone one bleady day."

"Happened about 5, 10 minutes ago." Louis shrugged, biting his lip to hide his massive smile.

"Have you two been sexting whilst Harry's been home?" Zayn flopped onto the opposite sofa. "Also, don't mind me. I'm getting the gossip then I'll leave you two to your snogging."

"We weren't snogging." Harry blushed.

"So you aren't denying the sexting? And you absolutely were."

"What? No. No sexting."

"Explain this then." He gestured between the two. "The cuddling isn't unusual but the kissing is. Don't get me wrong, I was totally expecting it, but not after Harry was at home for a while and you didn't see eachother. Although Louis was moping around. Did he call you and beg you to come back?"

"I missed him too much." Harry told him, cuddling into Louis. "Had to tell him I liked him but-"

"But I opened the door and he kissed me instead." Louis chuckled.

"Bloody finally." Zayn smiled. "So what's gonna happen from here?"

"Harry might move in." Louis grinned, "and no it's not really too soon. He's lived here for a while anyway."

"I don't think it's too soon. You two are soulmates. Like look, you're a perfect match. Also your makeup looks pretty Harry."

Harry's cheeks flushed, a soft smile on his face. "Thank you.'

"Are you staying tonight?" Zayn asked.

"Um, I mean, I didn't think that far ahead." Harry coughed in embarrassment, "like, I think my head was too clouded. I didn't bring any change of clothes or anything but I don't think I can get home until tomorrow."

"Stay here please." Louis kissed Harry's head. "Please. And you left a jumper and joggers here. I couldn't be arsed to return them."

"No, he just wanted to keep them because they smelled like you." Zayn cut in.

"Right, Zayn. Off you pop." Louis glared, shooing him away.

"No sex unless it's in your room Louis!"

"I'd really appreciate it if you fucked off." Louis grinned sarcastically.

"Goodbye, lovers!" He saluted, leaving the room with a smirk.