Once they boarded their plane they all took a breath and sighed relief. The airport was full of screaming fans, girls hurling themselves at them, crying and in hysterics.
On the plane Louis sat with Zayn, and Harry sat with Niall and Liam.
Louis texted Harry only minutes after boarding, 'Anything going on tomorrow?'
Harry replied with, 'No, why?' wondering what the older boy behind him had in mind.
'Maybe we should talk to Niall and Liam… if you want to.' Louis was hesitant to send the message, but knew it had to be done.
'Can we just take a couple of days, just relax, the two of us?' Harry didn't know if he was ready to tell the others, or anyone for that matter. What about his parents, sister, friends back in Holmes Chapel? Fans, media… he couldn't think of it… not now.
'Yeah, i'd like that.' Harry smiled at Louis' understanding and sat back in his seat.

"So you going to talk to the boys tomorrow?" Zayn asked Louis in a quiet voice.
"No, we're going to wait a day or two, then we can all talk about it… I think Harry's worried they won't forgive us for keeping them out, but I think they'll understand… I hope." Louis gave a smile, with his worry and concern showing through, even though he tried to conceal it.
"They will, I did. We're all going to be just fine." Zayn assured Louis it'd be okay, and they remained quiet the rest of the flight.

It took hours to get back to London, but they were all elated when they landed. Fans crowded in the airport with signs and cameras flashing away.
Louis just wanted to get home, he wanted to be alone with Harry for the first time in months. He was so excited, everyone took notice.
"Why so chuffed Lou?" Niall asked.
"Just happy to be home Niall." Louis smiled at the Irish boy.

A van dropped them all at their complex and they hauled their bags up to their flats, splitting off to go to their own 'homes.'
Louis and Harry walked together, Louis kept looking at Harry like he was going to jump his bones.
"Why do you keep lookin' at me like that?" Harry smirked a bit.
"I told you, when we get home… 'ohmygod!'" Louis laughed and Harry's cheeks reddened.
"Louis." Harry tried to look stern as they reached their door.
Harry dropped one of his bags and unlocked the door, Louis picked it up and brought in the flat. The second they both got in they dropped everything immediately and locked the door again.

"You're cute when you're trying to look angry." Louis smiled seductively at Harry, who laughed at took a step toward the Doncaster boy, "When does this 'oh my god!' happen?" Harry teased with a mocking tone.
Louis closed the distance between himself and Harry, he kissed him softly and said, "right now." Harry smiled and kissed Louis.
They went from sweet kisses to deep passionate snogging quickly.
Louis grabbed at Harry's clothes, trying to pull them off.
Harry's whole body felt hot where Louis touched him. His mind was a swirl of lust and love for the boy who kissed him like he needed him to survive.
Their tongues danced wildly, Louis nipping at Harry's lower lip making him moan and grab at the older boys' hair.
"Lou..." Harry moaned his name as he kissed his neck.
They made it to the couch and Louis guided Harry to sit down and lean back. Louis got on top of him and straddled him.
Harry felt like he never had before, Louis was sexy and dominant, he knew what to do to make Harry feel good.
Louis sucked on Harry's neck and started grinding his hips against Harry's.
"Louis!" Harry cried, he needed Louis' lips on his and took his face in his hands and kissed him hard on the lips.
Harry's fingers tangled in Louis' hair, he pulled and received a deep moan from him.
Louis pulled Harry's shirt up and over his head, throwing it on the floor, his hands explored his naked torso and slipped down to his crotch. Harry moaned as Louis teased him.
Harry tugged at Louis' shirt, wanting it off, the older boy lifted his arms and let Harry remove it. Louis' skin was darker than Harry's, his chest toned and his stomach hard muscle, his abs were visible as he sat straddling Harry.
Harry touched Louis' bare skin, his chest, stomach, his arms, strong and wiry. He kissed Louis' neck and sucked until he got the moan he wanted to hear.
Louis could feel his own erection and Harry's was clear as day in his tented pajama pants. Louis needed to be touched, he wanted release.
"Harry" Louis breathed his name and placed his shaking hand on his dick, "touch me." Louis' words were a plead in a jagged breath.
Harry had never touched anyone this way before, he tried a few things and once Louis' head fell back and he started moaning Harry knew he was doing something right. He loved the way Louis sounded, knowing he could make the boy moan and act this way made him feel powerful.
"Harry!" Louis moaned his name and kissed his lips.

"The fuck is goin' on here?!" It was Liam's voice. Louis looked up, his eyes widened.
"How'd you get in here?" Louis' voice was dripping with agitation.
"You weren't answering the door, so I used the extra key. We were out there for 5 minutes knocking and hollerin'."
"W-we..?" Louis stuttered, Liam stepped aside, Niall and Zayn both looking absolutely gobsmacked.
Louis got off of Harry, who looked so scared, he was so close to crying he could feel his eyes stinging and taste the tears.
"Harry, put your shirt on." Louis handed it to him and slipped his on too.
"Look, we didn't want to do this, not this way…" Louis tried to keep his voice from shaking. He hadn't realized how afraid of the conversation he really was.
"Are you two… together?" Niall asked, his tone unsure and nervous. He didn't want to offend anyone.
Harry got off of the couch and went to Louis side. Louis looked to him, Harry looked so innocent and hurt. "Yeah, we are." Louis said in a soft voice.
"How long? Why didn't you tell us?" Liam asked with a gentle voice… he knew how careful he needed to be.
"A couple of days before tour started." Harry spoke up bravely.
Louis added, "Zayn knew, but he figured it out before tour, we didn't say anything because we didn't want to ruin tour, or have the media on us… we aren't ready for that." Louis took Harry's hand and pulled him closer. "We also weren't sure how you'd react."
Liam and Niall looked at each other, "I guess it's about time," Niall joked, "That Larry Stylinson stuff was getting suspicious." Liam laughed at Niall.
"I'm fine with it, although I could've done without the graphic scene I walked in on. You guys are my best friends, nothing will change that." Liam smiled at them.
"Thank you." Harry barely choked out the words before becoming a wobbly mess.
Louis led Harry to the couch and made him sit, he was shaking out of fear, Louis knew he'd be crying out of relief and worry soon.
"Hold tight love." Louis looked at Harry with an "it's going to be okay" smile, and went back to the boys.
"He's really scared, he didn't think you'd support us, but he's also not ready for the whole world to know."
"We get it, we won't say anything until you guys know what you want." Liam was so calm, Louis was incredible grateful for both his and Niall's understanding.
"Thank you. If you guys want to stay, feel free, we can watch a film… Harry's just really emotional." Louis looked back at the boy, he could see Harry with his head in his hands.

The boys decided to give Louis and Harry time alone.
The two of them went to Louis' room, Louis let Harry lie on his bed and he laid next to him.
"You okay?" Louis asked gently. Harry curled into Louis, who wrapped an arm around him. "I don't know." Harry was honest.
Louis didn't push him further, he knew the answer when he felt Harry's body shake. Tears began to dampen his t-shirt, Harry cried silently, and Louis let him, running his fingers through his curly hair.
"Lou?" Harry questioned with a hesitant voice.
"Yeah?"
"I love you Louis." Harry's body shook as he cried harder.
"I love you too." The words gave him butterflies.