Sorry for mistakes! I'll edit it tomorrow.

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It became a thing, every Friday, Louis would stay around Harry's. No matter what, Harry would always expect the door to ring at 7pm and for Louis to be let in by his mother.

It was the 24th of November, the day after their performance in music class- which they got an A+ on, by the way. Harry was led on his stomach, laptop resting on his pillows as his body lay across the bed. He was scrolling through his emails when one caught his eye. It was the one he was waiting for.

However, when he heard the doorbell ring through the house and the call from Anne, Harry slammed the laptop shut and jumped from the bed. He slid the device underneath his bed, trying to hide it the best he could. He didn't need Louis finding that email yet.

Not too long after Harry sat back down on his bed, his phone in his hand, his bedroom door opened and Louis walked in.

"Hey you." Louis giggled, walking around the bed to stand in front of the other.

Harry locked his phone, placing it beside him and smiled up to Louis. "Hi." He lifted his head upwards, pouting his lips. Louis caught on with a chuckle, leaning forward and placing a soft kiss to Harry's puckered lips.

"So." Louis stated, placing his bag in the floor before climbing on to the bed next to Harry, crossing his legs as he did so.

"So?" Harry raised an eyebrow in question.

"So, I was wondering if you wanted to go and see a film? There is a really good horror movie in right now and I wanted to watch it but Luke was too scared and Megan is all booked up in work so she couldn't come." Harry bites his lip, unsure. Louis notices Harrys hesitation and begins to flutter his eyelashes, looking up at the taller boy. "Please." He dragged out the word for emphasis.

Harry waited a few more seconds before huffing and nodding his head slowly. Harry has never been one for horrors or thrillers. He preferred the more laid back films. One that make you smile or cry happy tears. Not ones that scare you and give you nightmares. That happened to be Louis' thing.

"I'll hold your hand, don't worry." Louis laughed when Harry dove on him, his sides being tickled by Harry's large hands. "Stop." He breathed. "I take it back. I take it back!"

Harry chuckled, grabbing both of Louis' wrists, pinning them above his head. He moved so that their eyes were level and their faces were close. Louis' breath was uneven and both boys were smiling madly at each other.

Louis leaned up first, Harry catching on quick enough to meet him halfway, their lips touching softly at the start. However, when Harry let go of Louis' hands to place them either side of his head for balance, and Louis' hands found themselves tangling in Harry's long hair, the kiss became heated.

It was their first heated kiss that they had ever shared and to be honest, both boys thought it was the best they'd ever had. Everything happened so smoothly, no complications or awkward nose clashes. Harry had won the fight for dominance but Louis wasn't really complaining, slightly loving the way Harry was in control.

But when the need for air became too much to handle, Louis pulled away, his hands staying in Harry's hair and his eyes staying closed. Harry doing the exact same. After a few seconds Louis spoke up. "We best get ready. I booked the tickets for 8."

Harry's eyes opened slowly, as did Louis' who held a slight smirk. "But you didn't even know if I wanted to go." Louis giggled, pushing Harry up and standing from the bed. Louis pushed a hand through his -now- wrecked hair, grinning at Harry. Harry sighed, "you knew I was gonna give in. I get it. Alright."

Louis laughed, picking up his bag and began digging through, looking for his make up bag which he had packed.

"Just get ready, will you? I don't want to miss the film."

"Hmmm. I really wouldn't mind that."

Louis just laughed, ignoring the boy and walking into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He had left the house with no makeup on his face which was very rare for him, but he knew that once he got to Harry's, he would have needed to take it all off to re-apply.

So taking out his eye shadow pallet, he chose a soft grey, outlining the crease and outer corner with a smoked out black. For the Autumn and winter, Louis loved to use smoked looks, knowing that they made his eyes look lighter and brighter. He then applied mascara before moving on to his eyebrows. All in all, Louis went for quite a dark look, the deep purple on his lips adding the final touch.

"Babe, are you done? If we don't leave in a minute, we'll be late." Louis smacked his lips together one more time before calling back through the door.

"Yeah, I'm coming." He placed the lid back on his lipstick and dropped it back into his makeup bag before zipping that up and pushing it to to the side of the shelf.

He walked back into the bedroom, walking to the bed to pick up his handbag. Harry walked back into the room just as Louis looked up.

Louis smiled warmly at him and Harry honestly thought he had asthma for a second. His breath seemed to catch in this throat and his feet stuck to the floor beneath him. "W-wow." Was all that he could really say.

"You ready?" Louis blushed, walking up to Harry who was still stood in the doorway.

"Uh- yeah. Yeah I'm ready." Harry nodded his head along with his verbal answer causing Louis to giggle quietly.

"Let's go then." Louis reached down for Harry's hand, entwining their fingers to help him pull the taller boy along.

Once they reached the bottom stairs, Harry tugged on Louis' hand, signalling him to stop. Louis turned and Harry smiled. "You're really beautiful." Was all he said before pecking he shorter boys lips.

Louis blushed and looked down at their hands, feeling Harry begin to pull him along to the front door.

"Mum! We will be back later!" Harry called out, he waited for a second until he heard a small reply of 'don't be back too late'.

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"I can't believe how loud you screamed." Louis cried, his hands wiping beneath his eyes to catch any running makeup caused by his tears. "And the fact that you were the only one-" he broke himself off with another laugh.

Harry groaned, hiding his face in his hands as the two walked out of the cinema building. "I told you I don't like horror films, Lou." He stopped walking and turned around to watch Louis slowly catch up.

"I know." He giggled again. "And now I believe you." He looked up at Harry's pouting face and he was gone again. Laughing- his head rolling back and his hands covering his own face.

Harry tried to act as if he was hurt by the way the boy was talking about him. However, with a laugh like that, Louis was impossible to stay mad at. So then Harry began chuckling himself.

"I'm sorry." Louis laughed, trying to calm himself down but failing. "I'm really sorry. I just- I can't. It was so funny. The whole way through you just-"

Harry laughed, walking forward and trying to pull Louis by his hand. "Can we just get to the car? People are beginning to realise it was me."

That did not help, when Louis looked around, he noticed people pointing to Harry and he was a laughing mess again. Harry gave up with trying to get the boy to walk to the car and instead, picked him up.

He took Louis' bag from him and slung the boy- gently- over his left shoulder, placing the bag on his right. Louis surrendered straight away, not giving any fight at all. Too weak in his laughing state to care that even more people were looking now.

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It was 11 o'clock by the time they had got back and had gotten changed. Louis was in Harry's bathroom, wiping off his makeup, deciding that he'd have a shower in the morning rather than now. He was just taking off the remains of his eye makeup when Harry walked in.

"You okay?" The curly haired boy asked. Louis hummed gently, snuggling back in Harry's embrace when the boy wrapped his arms around Louis' middle and rested his chin on the top of his head. Harry watched them both in the mirror and the two just stayed in silence as Louis got himself cleaned up.

Once he was done and he had chucked his wipes in the bin and he had put all of his creams and stuff away, Harry spoke up- braking the lasting silence. "I- uh- have something to tell you."

Louis followed Harry out of the bathroom and furred his eyebrows when Harry bent under his bed, pulling out his laptop. "Harry?" Louis whispered and Harry looked over to him, gesturing him to sit on the bed. "What's going on?" He asked once he was sat against the pillows.

"It's nothing bad. Nothing to worry about. I promise. Just-here." He passed over his laptop to Louis. Making sure that the right email was open. "Just read that."

Louis raised an eyebrow before looking down at the screen in his lap. He began to read through the sentences and Harry stood beside the bed, watching as he bit on his nails- a habit he had picked up when he was younger.

It was no more that 5 minutes when Louis had finished. He closed the laptop shut slowly and Harry began to panic a little. "Lou?" He whispered, not knowing what to expect. Louis looked up at Harry through clouded eyes. His face showed no expression apart from confusion. "Are you okay?"

"Was that-y'know..?" He asked, completely ignoring Harry's question. Harry sat down opposite Louis, his legs crossed.

"Yeah. I uh- I did a little research and dug through a few things until I found her. I sent her an email and she- well- she responded. That's what- you just read what she said back and-" he couldn't speak.

He didn't loose his voice or anything, it was the fact that there was now a boy clinging to him, crying- thanking him over and over. "I-I can't b-believe.." Harry chuckled, wrapping his arms around Louis' waist, keeping him still on his lap.

"Shh- it's okay. Just calm down love." Harry tucked his face in Louis' neck, keeping his breathing steady- knowing that it helps Louis do the same. (Luke had told him when he warned Harry about Louis' panic attacks. Harry hasn't witnessed one yet, but he was glad he knew what to do if the time ever did come around).

"Thank you so-so much. You f-found her Harry." Louis took a deep breath, pulling his head back to look at Harry. "You found my sister." He laughed, taking ahold of Harry's face in both hands and brought him forward into a sweet, passionate kiss.

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A/N; (words; 2039. This is defiantly over due. Wow I'm so sorry. But happy new year!!! I hope you all had an amazing Christmas and break!

I'm not gonna make this a long one, but I just want to ask,

Would you prefer if I made this book into 2 parts (which I am planning to do atm) or keep in in one book but split it (the chapters will have the number 2 in front).

Apart from that, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, love you all lots and I won't make you wait as long this time and I mean that. I have all the chapter planned out now so it's all good.

Don't forget to comment which you'd prefer and vote because it helps a lot.

See ya.X).