"So, it really meant nothing to you either, right?" Louis' jaw is clenched as he asks Harry the question. He doesn't know why but it bothers him.

"Louis, you have asked me this question already 10 times tonight. Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?"

"No." Louis huffs, crossing his arms as he stares at the empty pizza boxes.

"Why is your mood so bad? Louis, come on talk to me!"

"It's nothing." He shrugs.

"Don't lie to me. You know you can tell me anything."

"It's embarrassing though." Louis starts to play with his fingernails and nervously bites his lip.

"Like you don't know embarrassing stuff about me." Harry laughs. "Come on, babe you can tell me. I hate to see you like this." Harry puts his head on Louis' shoulder, something he always used to do back when they were close, and Louis still has the same impulse to play with his curls when Harry does do this.

"Do you think I'm a good kisser?" Louis expects Harry to burst out laughing but instead he moves up his head and links his eyes with Louis'.

"Yeah, of course you are a good kisser, Lou. Why are you asking?"

"Because- Aiden just left me and I- I don't know really what the reason is why he got tired of me. Maybe I'm unattractive or-" Louis can't help it. Every time when there is too much alcohol in his system he starts to overthink, starts to doubt himself, blame himself, hate himself.

"Stop that shit." Harry shakes his head. "For real, Louis that's complete bullshit. First of all: Aiden didn't leave you, he let you go which is really stupid but also good because you deserve so much better. He is fucking blind and a retard. It has nothing to do with you being unattractive. You are honestly the most beautiful and attractive person I know. You have no idea, Louis how- if there is someone who shouldn't be insecure it's you because you are perfect."

Louis' heart is beating in his chest like crazy, Harry's eyes piercing through his and their faces so close.

"Are you serious?" Louis whispers. "You don't have to lie to me just to make me feel better."

"I'm not lying to you." Harry shakes his head, voice on the same volume as Louis'. "I'd never lie to you. Louis, I- I don't know, you are, and I missed you and, fuck I-, please don't hate me." Harry leans in, lips touching Louis'.

Louis' body is tingling, body on fire and automatically he pulls Harry closer to him, his hands tangling in Harry's curls. His tongue touches Harry's lips, asking for entrance which Harry offers gladly. A moan escapes the younger boy's lips when Louis bites on Harry's under lip.

"Louis..." Harry moans in the kiss when Louis' hands move to Harry's ass.

"Shit, H." Louis is completely out of breath. "Fuck you are..." Louis can't finish, interrupted again by Harry's lips. "Please, come with me? Stay the night?"

Louis nods, taking Harry's hand that he just offered and they walk upstairs. Once they are in the room, Louis pushes Harry against the wall, starting their kiss again. Louis' lips go from Harry's lips to his neck to his collarbone, marking the boy up and they start to kiss hotly again, undressing each other.

"Is it okay if I touch you?" Harry asks, admiring Louis' naked body on his bed.

"Please, H..." Louis moans, erection poking against his stomach.

Harry leans over Louis again, kissing him softly on his lips as he grabs both their dicks in their hands.

"Haz..." Louis moans, his eyes rolling back. The feeling of Harry touching him there, their cocks rubbing against each other, it drives Louis crazy and he has never felt so good before.

"You are so perfect, Louis shit." Harry starts to rub faster, his breathing speeding up as well just as Louis'.

"H, I'm coming fuck." Louis screams. He hasn't had any action in so long, Harry is the definition of perfection and this is the hottest situation he has ever been in.

Louis comes all over Harry's hand and dick. He carefully pushes Harry down on the bed and crawls in between his leg, giving the boy a blowjob until he comes.

"Lou..." Harry breathes out. They are both naked in bed, Harry pulls the blankets over them. Louis rolls closer to Harry and kisses him passionately, hands resting on Harry's hips so he can pull the boy closer.

"It was perfect, Harry." Louis whispers in between the kiss. "You are perfect. This moment is perfect." Louis rests his head on Harry's chest and Harry kisses Louis' head before snuggling into the boy as well.

The moment is perfect to Louis.

So perfect that he is not thinking about Taylor who will be heartbroken when she finds out, about Kendall who Harry is cheating on, not thinking about one of Louis' most cherished friendships will be ruined... again.