Lou and I

My phone buzzed. I looked at it and it was Harry. At 1 in the morning. I answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey babe." He slurred.

"Harry are you drunk?"

"Maybe... But I'm still thinking of fucking you."

My heart raced.

"Harry you're drunk you don't mean that."

"Look outside"

A drunk Harry stumbled to my window. And grabbed my neck and kissed me for what felt like an eternity.

"So what are we?" I asked nervous.

"Boyfriend and boyfriend" he slurred again.

"Come on let's go to bed."

He laid down and wrapped his muscular arms around me bare torso. And started snoring softly just after kissing my back.