Based on the prompt: Harry and Louis are stuck inside on a rainy day and it’s all cuddles and snuggles and then one of them kisses the other for the first time and they admit their feelings.
- Part 1 of Quick Fic Prompts
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
22 Jul 2019
They couldn’t come back together after six years apart and tell themselves that this was love that they were making.
Not with all that radio silence.
Harry tried to keep it all down, lodged under the lump in his throat. He needed something to focus on, something to keep him out of his thoughts, so that he could go along with this because he didn’t want Louis to take his hands off him.
He didn’t want that to happen.
But. But he needed it to.
“Wait,” Harry coughed out, his voice trembling, “Stop.”
Louis looked up at him with wide eyes.
“I— I need to stop,” Harry confessed, trying desperately to keep his voice straight.
“What is it?” Louis asked, full of concern.
“I can’t do this. I— I can’t play along. You left me and I need answers, Louis.”
His voice caught on the end of his name.
AKA: Harry is a journalist that goes to Lake Tekapo, New Zealand, to look into a girl’s disappearance after a year of no movement from police. What he finds instead is his ex boyfriend Louis, who, six years earlier, ghosted him after five months of dating in university. A story of trauma, secrets, and the power of finally letting people in.
“It just hit me,” Harry continued, putting down his phone so he could wring the nerves out of his fingers, shake them too, “This is actually happening.”
“Nine years in the making.”
“Nine years. Shit,” Harry repeated, as though it was the first time he was hearing this. As though they hadn’t been talking about this moment for the past year, hadn’t been planning it for just that long too, “What if-”
“Love,” Louis cut him off. There was no room for what ifs anymore. They’d been told their whole careers to be scared of those words, that if something went wrong - came out - it’d be the end of them.
And they’d had nine entire years to learn that those what ifs weren’t worth it.
In which Harry and Louis come out at the Met Gala.
The edge of summer has just begun to dawn over the university campus, exams are almost over and the dust is just beginning to settle over the desks.
Harry Styles, in the last years of his PHD study of The Renaissance, has managed to maintain a safe existence within the walls of his books and classes and late night romances. He's made a place that's safe from the expectations of high brow society and the cold stare of his father.
That is, until an all too sharp, all too witty, and all too handsome man walks into his life.
Louis, the cocky man with the smile, brings with him a strange object - declaring that it's a puzzle piece from the one and only Leonardo Da Vinci. He speaks of age old mysteries, and puzzles that cannot be solved without Harry's help. Immediately, Harry is quite literally swept off his feet, and together they take their chances on the find of a life time - Da Vinci's lost works.
But what Louis doesn't mention is the high stakes game of cat and mouse that comes with chasing things that do not belong to you. A game where nothing, and no one, is as they seem.
- Part 1 of The Letters