Italics - Louis Tomlinson

Harry asked as he looked at the two-storey house in front of him.

Louis smiled guiltily and turned towards him, "You didn't seem to mind coming to my house so I just invited you."

Harry looked at the boy beside him in suspicion. He looked gorgeous as ever and today he was kind of dressed up in a baby blue button-up shirt and dress pants, which was kind of odd. But he brushed the thought off because he always visited Louis in ungodly hours and that too without a warning. He bit his lip and looked at his algae-green sweatshirt -with 'obsession' written on it- and black jeans, a blue bandana around his hair to keep it away from his eyes. Was he under-dressed? he didn't know why though.

, Harry warned, turning towards him fully.

Harry guessed Louis was definitely hiding something. Louis let out a cry of frustration by which Harry was taken aback.

"Don't be mad," Louis started and Harry just raised his eyebrows. "Actually mom had invited you over for dinner."

Harry freaked out.

He was shocked and it was all too sudden for him.

"I know. I'm sorry. I didn't know how to tell you", Louis almost cried in guilt.

Harry sighed,

"So... y-you are not mad?"

, Harry said, a smile playing on his lips. He then looked forward and took a deep breath,

Louis watched as Harry walked towards the front door. He thought Harry would be upset that he didn't tell him at all. After all, meeting parents is supposed to be a big deal. At least that's what he thought. But Harry took it quite well. And Louis felt relieved at that.

Harry asked when he realized Louis was not anywhere near him.

Louis rolled his eyes, "Of course I'm coming. It's my house."

Louis walked towards him as Harry mused at his embarrassed face. He opened the door for Harry and ushered him to walk in.

Harry asked as he entered and then suddenly turned towards Louis, making him collide to his chest.

Louis tried to push himself away from him but Harry was quick enough to wrap his hands around Louis' waist and bring him closer. Louis let out an inaudible gasp.

Harry teased him.

Louis blushed a deep shade of red and scowled at him. "What are you doing? Let go!" he whisper-hissed at Harry, afraid that his mom might pop out of nowhere and find them in a compromising and beyond-unexplainable position.

Louis' heart skyrocketed at that. How Harry could be so direct and casual at the same time was unknown to him. It was hard for him to distract himself from getting lost in those bright forest green eyes. And on the other hand, Harry struggled not to drown in the ocean eyes of the tiny lad. Their little moment was broken when Louis composed himself and spoke.

"Let go for now. Mom migh-"

Before he could finish his sentence, the clearing of a throat caught their attention. Louis' eyes went wide as saucers when he looked at his mom behind Harry. On the other hand, Harry froze. Louis wanted to laugh at his expression but couldn't do so out of embarrassment.

"As much as you like holding my son, you can let go off of him now", his mom said, a hint of amusement evident in her stern tone.

Harry, who failed to detect the amusement, cursed inaudibly under his breath, and reluctantly let go of Louis who was burning up. he turned around, a lazy grin on his face yet nervousness obviously clear.

, Harry shyly said, adding a nervous laugh at the end.

He was scared. No. Terrified. He knew parents liked him because of how he could charm them but meeting Louis' mom seemed like a really big deal to him. He feared that he would be left speechless and would make fun of himself by not having the right thing to say.

He had a girlfriend or boyfriend before and he met their parents before but that now was really scary for him. He then realized just how much Louis meant to him and how much he didn't want to screw this up for them.

"Likewise. Let's go to dinner, shall we?" Mrs Tomlinson said curtly.

, Harry grinned again and walked towards the door where Mrs Tomlinson was ushering him to. He wanted to make this work between them so badly.

Louis rushed towards his mom when Harry was out of view and lowly scowled.

"Mom! Are you trying to scare him?" he asked, whispering.

His mom grinned and ruffled his hair lovingly, "That's the perk of being a mom. You get to scare your daughter's or son's boyfriend for the fun of it."

"He's not my boyfriend", Louis pouted and hit her arm playfully.

"Yet," his mom winked. "It's not nice to keep the guest waiting. let's go join him", kissing his forehead lovingly, his mom walked inside the kitchen leaving Louis out in the hallway by himself.

He smiled softly thinking how weird his mom was but he didn't mind. He loved her anyway.

Dinner surprisingly turned out comfortable for both Louis and Harry. His mom didn't act scary anymore. Instead, she asked Harry normal questions about school and football to which Harry answered quite confidently. Louis thought he was quite the charmer.

"So, what are your plans for the future?" Louis' mom asked.

Harry gave her a tight-lipped smile,

Louis stopped eating and looked at the suddenly tired looking guy in front of him. What he meant by that, Louis didn't know. He then realized that Harry was the one trying to know about him alone. He never thought what could Harry possibly be going through. He didn't even know the number of members in his family.

He felt guilty.

"Don't worry there kid. I was a lost cause in my teenage years. You will pull through it. If you have any problems, come ask me. We are here for you", Louis' mom answered, surprising them both.

Louis did know his mother suffered a lot, being a single parent and what not. But she never gave up. That's what made her who she was at the moment.

Harry just stared at the food for a moment. Nobody ever told him that before. He may be popular and look like he didn't have any care in the world and that he had everything he wanted but the world could be so wrong. He never had the attention of someone he wanted. He never got the support, the encouragement. All he had achieved to date was just what he did out of his own interest. No one told him to do it. He felt glad and happy and emotional hearing those words from someone he just met today. It made him believe that there were good people in the world. And Louis' mother was one of them.

He finally looked up, a contented smile on his face,

"No problem, love", she smiled in return.

Louis watched the little exchange and smiled a little. He was happy when he saw the remorse quickly leave Harry's face when he looked up. This made Louis mentally note that he would try harder to know about Harry. Maybe he won't be open as much in the beginning but Louis would try hard and eventually get him to open up.

"Oh and Harry", Louis' mom spoke, "Call me Jay, dear."

Harry beamed at that and smiled wider. Louis so badly wanted to dive into the deep waters and explore the feelings and thoughts, in this case, the said deep waters is Harry Styles.