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Slash(boyxboy) MA don't hate. Don't like boyxboy action don't read. I knew he was finally sleep and it was safe to open my weary eyes. I took in his masculine but feminine features. His eyelashes were thick, long and looked soft to the touch. His high cheek bones accentuated his straight cut jaw line. Cheeks were still a light pink color from when he blushed before.His shiny light brown hair swept just over his closed eyes.He is the definition of yang. Light, hot, assertive, and fiery while I'm the yin dark, cool, receptive, and moist. Together we make a whole. We are balanced and harmonious around each other. He completes me the yang to my yin. I closed my eyes hoping that he would still be next to me when I woke up.

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6. Yin-Yang (chapter 6)

Harry's P.O.V

   I felt someone carry me into a dimly lit or dark room. I was placed under the covers of the bed. I opened my eyes slightly to see that it was Louis, and he was about to leave. I reached my arms out with my eyes almost closed and whimpered " Louis will you stay with me?" Louis blushed and climbed into the bed with me. I wrapped my long arms around Louis' waist. "Love you." I whispered. " Love you too Haz." Louis mumbled as he buried his face in my hair. " Lou, do you really love me?" I asked while nuzzling my aching head into his side. Louis tensed and shifted around uncomfortably. We stayed in each others arms in a peaceful silence. But, one thing was bothering me. Why didn't he answer back? "Lou, you know I love you right?" I asked my voice breaking at the end. "Yeah I know Haz. How about you go to sleep. You need to rest up." After a while his breathing slowed down. I knew he was finally sleep and it was safe to open my weary eyes. I took in his masculine but feminine features. His eyelashes were thick, long and looked soft to the touch. His high cheek bones accentuated his straight cut jaw line. Cheeks were still a light pink color from when he blushed before.His shiny light brown hair swept just over his closed eyes.He is the definition of yang. Light, hot, assertive, and fiery while I'm the yin dark, cool, receptive, and moist. Together we make a whole. We are balanced and harmonious around each other. He completes me the yang to my yin. I closed my eyes hoping that he would still be next to me when I woke up.
    I woke up to hear a sweet voice calling my name gently. I opened my eyes to see that Louis was standing at the side of the bed trying to wake me up. " Harry break feast is ready." Louis said softly. " I stood up and hugged him. " Thanks Lou, for everything" I purred and kissed his cheek. I walked out the door into the kitchen. When I sat down I looked over to Louis, who yet again was blushing. We had our normal conversations. But Zayn hasn't spoken the entire time. Louis being the wonderful person he is asked him "Zayn, so have you thought where you're going on vacation?" Louis asked he searched for more bacon. "I was thinking," he took a sip of his drink and continued ", Somewhere warm and tropical." "Ah! Nice you're going to score so many sexy girls." Louis winked as he said so. Liam excused himself to the bathroom. Zayn blushed and we all watched Liam walk away. Did I miss something. Liam looked really upset.Niall excused himself and went in search of Liam. "Did I do something wrong," Louis asked trying to hold back the tears, " because I swear I didn't mean to, honest." "Louis you did nothing wrong," Zayn cooed " Liam is a bit um... emotional." "No Zayn, it was me I always fuck up!"he yelled  and with that Louis stormed out of Liam's apartment. I ran out of the apartment trying to catch up with him, but he was to fast. I jogged back to Liam's flat to see Zayn and Niall Washing and drying the dishes." Does someone mind telling me what the fuck just happened." I asked coolly. "Well," Zayn said nervously ," Liam and I kinda hooked up and things got messy from there."" what do you mean by "hooked up"?" I asked already knowing the answer ,but not being able to believe it. " They had sex" Niall stated flatly. "Oh... erm well, where is Liam?" " He locked himself in the bathroom." Niall said as he returned to drying the dishes.

Louis' P.O.V

"Why do I always have to fuck up!" I yelled at myself. I called the only person I knew could understand me. My mom. The phone rang once, twice, three times, four, and she finally picked up on the fifth ring. " Mom," I choked out through my tears, " It's me, Louis." "Hey baby, what's wrong love?" she said concerned. "Mom, I always mess everything up," I whispered, " From my relationship with Eleanor to my relationship with the boys."" Tell me everything that happened from the very beginning," she said sweetly, " I have all day." And, that's exactly what  did. I told her about my brake up with Eleanor a month ago. I told her about how management still wants us to be together. I told her about how Liam stormed out after I teased Zayn. I even told her about how I got jealous when Harry laid his head on Liam's shoulder. Through out the entire time she was silent and let me rant, cry, and complain. "Louis, honey, Liam must be upset about something else. It wasn't your fault. If Eleanor doesn't want to be with you, then she's crazy. Management shouldn't make you suffer more by pretending to date Eleanor. And maybe, just maybe, you like Harry as more than a friend," She finally said, " Lou I have to go and make dinner. Call me tomorrow love." "Alright, love you mom." I mumbled. "Love you too my sweet angel." She said then the line went dead. I lied down on my kitchen floor and feel asleep.
   I woke up to someone pounding on my front door and my cell phone ringing endlessly. I got up off the cool kitchen floor and stretched my sore muscles. As I picked up the phone I massaged my stiff neck. "Louis, come to Liam's flat right now." Niall's panicked voice ran through the receiver "I'm on my way." I stated quickly and then I heard the line go dead. The pounding at my door was still prominent. When I opened it Harry was standing there with tears streaming down his porcelain white cheeks. He grabbed my hand and ran down the corridor with me in tow. All I could think about though was I can't believe how warm his had is against my clod and clammy one. How Our hands fit perfectly together like they were made for each other. If I had known what happened maybe I wouldn't of wasted my time on gushy feelings.

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