The Cafe L.S

7

"We kissed...."

"I also gave you a hickey...."

Louis and Harry sat in the café and talked about last night.

Louis looked down. He wanted to tell Harry that he liked him, but maybe Harry didn't like him that way, so he just kept quite.

Harry reached forward and held Louis's hands.

"I-I like you, Louis. I used to feel that someone used to stare at me. But, whenever I looked at you. You would look away. I found it so adorable. I wanted to talk to you, but I couldn't. Then finally my friend encouraged me and I talked to you...I always wanted to kiss you. I think I got that courage when I was drunk. But, I meant it..."

Louis bit his lip to hide his smile. "I-I like you too...from the first day."