"I bet you can't finish 5 shots in 10 seconds." Gemma dares Louis. They have been doing this the whole afternoon, resulting that they both have already thrown up random foods, Gemma thinks she has broken her little toe and Louis has a burn on his hand from a candle challenge. They are both way too competitive...

"Easy." Louis huffs. "This is the last one, Styles so if I manage I win this round of dares."

"You are not going to win, Tomlinson. I sacrificed my toe for this." Gemma walks over to Harry's liquor cabinet and takes the bottle of vodka out together with 5 small shot glasses.

"Sacrificed it for nothing." Louis smirks. Gemma puts the glasses on the table and fills them to the top, some vodka spilled on the table.

"Literally in no bar they fill shots like this." Louis rolls his eyes. "You have to put a bit away."

"Scared?" Gemma dares him. "that you are not going to manage and I win?"

"Bullshit." Louis huffs. "Take your phone and time." Louis stands in front of the table, ready to attack the alcohol.

"3"

"2"

"1, DRINK BITCH!"

Louis takes the glasses, the liquor burning in his body. He ignores it though and just throws the empty ones around. Right before Gemma's ringtone goes off, Louis finishes the last one.

"YES! I'M THE TOMMO! I WIN!" Louis screams.

"You are unbelievable." Gemma rolls her eyes. "I don't know how, but you cheated. You probably didn't even drink half of it."

"Such a sore loser." Louis is a bit dizzy from the alcohol. He walks up to Gemma and gives her a hug, Gemma smiling when he does.

"You are so small."

"Shut up, I'm trying to have a cute moment with you."

"You being small makes it cuter."

"Don't you have to go to a doctor or something for your toe?" Louis rolls his eyes, taking a bit of distance.

"Yeah, actually I am going to do that. Do you want to tell Harry that I'm staying over with my friend again tonight? He will drive me."

"What's wrong with me, huh? Don't want me to guide you to the hospital?" Louis pouts.

"You just downed 5 shots of vodka in 10 seconds, rather not. I don't want to break any more bones in my body."

"Alright, alright. Have fun with your "friend" and update me about your toe." Louis moves his eyebrows and Gemma hits him playfully before staring at the floor, hiding her blush.

"I guess you'll be still here tomorrow?"

"Probably."

"I swear to god you are a piece of furniture." Gemma shakes her head fondly as she limps towards the front door. Louis just stares at the mess they made and considers cleaning up but then he sees the couch, begging him to take a nap, and Louis isn't someone to deny begging. He takes a blanket and drops himself on the big comfy piece of furniture. He will clean up better when the alcohol is a bit out of his system.

--

Harry is finally home. He has a headache, done with life currently and so tired. A smile appears on his face though when he thinks about Louis waiting for him inside. He hopes he is still there, he could use a hug from Louis.

When Harry enters the house, he didn't expect it to look like this. There are pillows everywhere, food lying around in the kitchen, his liquor cabinet is open and an empty bottle of vodka is on the floor, shot glasses spread around in the living room.

He should be pissed, really pissed, but it's impossible for him when he hears light snoring and sees a smaller person rolled up in a blanket on his couch.

Harry carefully starts cleaning up the mess in his house, making sure to not wake him up and after that he orders pizza, knowing Louis' favourite order by heart. When the pizza is there Louis wakes up from the doorbell.

When Harry is back in the living room with the boxes he sees the pair of blue eyes, still small and sleepy and he is leaning on his elbow.

"Hello there, sleeping beauty. I ordered you pizza, thought you would like it after such a busy day that you apparently had."

Louis sniffs the smell and a smile appears on his face. He loves pizza, pizza is life.

"Thanks, H. Oh god, you cleaned up the mess?" he says when he looks around. "Look, I'm so sorry. Gemma and I we-"

"Oh I know the two of you, it was on my own risk when I left the house earlier leaving it alone for the two of you. Where's Gem?"

"Her 'friends' ' place." Louis says making quotation marks with one hand, having a piece of pizza in the other. Harry ignores that aspect for now though and he wants to focus on Louis, his favourite person on the planet.

"And what about my friend here, huh?" Harry shuffles closer to Louis. "How are you doing? Your day has been great with Gemma I guess but before..."

"Argument with Taylor." Louis shrugs his shoulders. "A pretty serious one and I don't think we'll solve it immediately."

"What is it about?"

"You."

Harry takes a bite from his pizza and then puts it again in the box.

"You are comfortable being here, right?" Harry asks. "I know how close the two of you are, I don't want to be the cause of any drama."

"You're the topic, not the cause. She is the cause. Look, she just can't really deal with the fact that I want to spend time with you again after what you have done to her..."

Harry's face is uneasy but Louis ignores it, keeps talking to fix it again. "But shit Harry our friendship was something special as well, right?"

"Is." Harry corrects him, small smile on his face.

"Is, yeah." Louis nods. " And then she brought up something else as well." Louis is nervously picking his fingernails, not in the mood for the pizza in front of him anymore.

"What did she bring up?"

"Do you remember the party at my sister's place?" Louis whispers, scared to make eye contact with Harry.

"Yeah, yeah of course I do. What about it?"

"Do you remember, uh- you know we did something there and-"

"We kissed." Harry nods. "But she knew about it, right? She was in the same room and we told her immediately. Did she think I cheated on her with you?"

"It's nonsense, yeah?" Louis says nervously, still refusing to even have a closer look to Harry's face. "I mean, we told her and it's not like you're gay."

"What has my sexuality to do with it?" Harry asks skeptical.

"I mean, I don't want to label you but you have always been with girls and girls only so yeah- anyway it didn't mean anything right? Just two friends that kissed during a game?"

"Spin that bottle, Harry!" Louis laughs, glass of wine in his hand.

"God I can't believe I'm actually playing spin the bottle with Harry Styles." Samantha, Lottie's friend, whispers into Lottie's ear. "And Taylor Swift is sitting right there, this is unbelievable."

"My brother has cool friends." Lottie whispers back. When she looks at the bottle she sees it pointing at her brother.

"Woop, woop Lou!" she cheers. "Can't believe you are the lucky one that gets to make out with Harry Styles."

"Shut up, Lottie." Louis hisses and then he looks at Harry who is nervously biting his lip.

"Hey, it's just a game. If this is too uncomfortable for you, I get it." Louis says. "I'm not going to force you into kissing me because of a game."

"Is it uncomfortable for you?" Harry asks, looking for eye contact with Louis.

"Is that even a question?" Lottie laughs. "Harry you are hot and he is gay, of course he is comfortable."

Louis blushes furiously, the effect that the wine had earlier completely gone, and he bites his lip.

"I want an answer from you, Lou, nobody else." Harry says. "I couldn't make you uncomfortable."

"Oh god, I feel like they are going to get married instead of a bloody kiss." Samantha whispers a bit too loud, making everybody in the circle laugh. Honestly, Louis shouldn't have come to the party of his teenage sister. This is his own mistake.

"It's just a game, right?" Louis whispers, staring at Harry's lips. They are so red, plumb and god- Louis is ready for this.

"Just a game." Harry nods, staring back at Louis' tinner lips. They both lean in and gasp when their lips connect, for the very first time.

Harry lets out a deep breath, heart beating like crazy when he thinks back about the memory. He can't help but stare at Louis' lips. They look the same, a little less red because of the lack of the red wine, but still so kissable. He wants to lean in, wants to feel it again, but then there is Kendall and he is finally fine again with Louis. He can't risk losing him again, he barely got him back. Harry looks from Louis' lips back to his eyes.

"Yeah, two friends that kissed during a game."