Friday came around quickly and Louis was nervous. What if Harry's other mom didn't like him? What if his brother thought he was a girl and embarrassed him?

Sighing, the crossdresser searched through his closet and shot his boyfriend a text after giving up.

What should I wear? Idek if I should wear makeup or not fml.

Awww baby

Nice jeans and a nice top? Dont freak out, youll look cute either way x

Blushing, Louis looked through his closet once more and pulled out a pair of white jeans and a peach colored jumper. He changed and put on light makeup, not wanting to go overboard with it and decided to wear his best pair of black Van's.

He brushed his teeth again and played with his hair until it got to the style he was satisfied with and went downstairs, where Liam was in the kitchen with Sophia. His bag was already packed, he was staying the weekend again and he really didn't know what Harry was planning.

"Hey hey, captain," Sophia smirked. "Where you going?"

"He's going to Harry's," Liam smirked. "First sleepover as boyfriends, how cute."

"Go fuck yourself," Louis chuckled, pulling a water bottle out of the fridge and checked his phone.

"Why himself when he has me?" Sophia teased, winking at the crossdresser and Louis shuddered in mock grimace. Liam chuckled, rubbing Soph's knee and hummed when he heard a knock at the door.

"Hey, boyfriend's here," he smirked. Louis glared at him and picked up his backpack, huffing.

"You got the house to yourselves," he called out as he walked to the door. "So I suggest you use protection!"

He knew Liam wasn't a virgin, Sophia was his first and Liam was Sophia's first. Liam was lucky -- he was able to wait for the right person. He could've been a pig and had sex with the first person he saw but Liam has common sense. Louis' ability was ripped from him multiple times from the same person.

Louis opened the door and grinned when he saw Harry with his hands in his pockets, blushing when he heard the lad coo at him.

"You look adorable," Harry took his hand, kissing his temple and Louis made sure the door was locked before replying.

"You look...like you."

Chuckling, Harry shook his head and they walked to his car.

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"Oh, Louis, you look adorable!" Harry's mother gushed when he saw the teen. Louis grinned, blushing slightly and Harry put his backpack beside his. He softly thanked her, adjusting his jumper and made a small squeaking noise when he was pulled back against Harry's chest.

"Tyler's upstairs, right?" Harry asked, "And Kayla?"

His mother nodded and Harry grinned when his other mother came in the room.

"Oh, you must be Louis!" The woman grinned, "I'm Jessica, but you can call me Jess."

Louis grinned, tilting his head back and blushed.

"He tends to get embarrassed when people compliment him," Harry teased, "But it's whatever."

"Britt, can you help me?" Jessica asked her wife, who nodded and the two left the room after small talk with Louis. Harry picked up Louis' backpack, as well as his own, and led his boyfriend upstairs and to his room.

"Nope," Harry put their bags down. "Out, out, out."

"But, but Haz," Tyler whined. "Please?"

"Is this Tyler?" Louis quietly asked with a small chuckle and Harry nodded, narrowing his eyes at his sibling.

"Out."

"Fine!" Tyler huffed, standing. "Prick."

"Hey," Harry pouted, covering Louis' ears. "Hush."

Louis giggled slightly, moving the lad's hands and laid his head on his chest.

"He's cute," Tyler patted his brother's cheek on the way out and snickered as he skipped down the stairs. Louis rolled his eyes, looking up at Harry with his chin now on his chest and Harry chuckled, locking his door and Louis squealed slightly when he was pushed onto Harry's bed and trapped under the lad.

"Your family seems decent," Louis murmured. "'S just me and Liam at the moment."

"What about your dads?" Harry sat on his stomach, watching Louis glance up at the ceiling and swallow.

"One's in Iraq in the Army..." Louis bit his lip. "The other one's...dead..."

"'M sorry," Harry whispered, ducking down and kissed his nose. "What are their names?"

"The one in the Army is Colton," Louis sighed, rubbing his face. "The other one is Jackson."

"Tomlinson?"

Louis nodded. He sighed, biting his lip and looked at the teen sitting on his abdomen. "Why isn't your last name Eden?"

"When I turned eighteen I changed it," Harry shrugged. "Harry Eden doesn't really sound great to me. Styles is my father's last name."

"Do you ever talk to him?"

"Yeah, yeah," Harry nodded. "Tyler an' I go hang out with him sometimes. Jessica was the one who actually had us."

"Are you two twins?"

"Nope," Harry shook his head. "He's a few years younger than me. How old are you?"

"Sixteen, why?"

Harry's eyes widened. "I'm dating a sixteen year old?"

Louis bit his lip. "Oops?"

"I thought you were my age or something," Harry breathed. "Well then."

"What about you?"

"I'm eighteen," Harry chuckled. "Got held back twice."

"Well then," Louis mocked. "I'm turning seventeen in December, so is Li."

Harry nodded, leaning back down and stared at the lad before peppering kisses on his cheeks, holding Louis' arms as the teen under him laugh and tried to get out of his grasp.

"That tickles!" Louis squealed, feeling Harry nuzzle his nose in his neck and stopped moving.

"That tickles?" Harry teased, tapping his fingers down Louis' sides. "We'll just have to see about that."

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