1 Chapter One

"Louis, truth or dare?"

It was Louis' turn to choose. For the past twenty minutes, they've been playing the infamous game of Truth or Dare in which people had to either confess a dangerous secret or do stuff they'd never do sober. Not to mention this game is being played while drunk.

It was a game with about fifteen people who were invited to Louis' friend Niall's birthday sleepover and were sitting criss cross on the floor in a circle. Louis, of course, was one of them, along with his other friend Zayn and Niall's friends from the football team.

Right now, one of Niall's friends, Liam, asked Louis the question that made up the whole game.

"Uh," Louis thought out loud. "Dare."

Louis wasn't a coward. He was up to any dare offered to him. Besides, he wasn't up to having a deep secret uncovered in this drunken state.

"Okay, then," Liam proceeded to think of a dare for Louis. "I dare you to kiss Harry over there."

Louis widened his eyes. There was no way that he was gonna kiss a guy. No way. Anything but that.

It wasn't like Louis was homophobic. Heck, he despised those people. He just had a preference for women.

He was straight. As straight as a ruler.

Or at least that's what he tried to tell himself once he took a look at this Harry dude that Liam pointed at. He had long curly brown hair and bright emerald green eyes. He had huge muscles and looked like he could beat someone up in a second.

Louis found Harry really hot.

The dare that Liam gave Louis was to kiss Harry, meaning that Louis had to wrap his lips around Harry's pretty pink plump ones. And Louis was nervous for that to happen to say the least.

Louis went up to Harry and nervously sat in front of him. He took a deep breath and leaned in.

Harry leaned in as well, making their lips crash against each other. It was only gonna be three seconds, but neither of them could seem to let go.

Soon enough, their lips started moving in sync with each other, turning it into a make-out session. To Louis, this didn't feel weird at all despite making out with a random stranger.

Everyone in the game keenly observed the two of them make out despite not knowing each other. They all thought it was weird for the two of them to have this chemistry even though they both had girlfriends.

After fifteen seconds, they both stopped and looked at each other. Louis took in the beauty of the man he just kissed. His now messy brown curls and his now dilated emerald green eyes were so beautiful to Louis even though Louis was straight.

It was weird, though. How can a straight dude find another dude of the same gender "hot"?

Louis went back to where he was originally sitting so that the game would go on. He wanted to forget what happened at that very moment.

"Michael, truth or dare?"

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For the next few days, Louis couldn't get this Harry guy off his mind. Harry seemed to become engraved into Louis' mind and Louis couldn't do anything about it. Everywhere he went, he thought of Harry.

But Louis was straight. Why would a straight person keep a person of the same gender in their mind 24/7?

Could it be? Was he?

Nah, he's never found any guys attractive before Harry. Plus, women are prettier to him.

But then why is Harry in his mind often?

He decided to shrug it off and concentrate on other stuff.

On Monday, he showed up to school and went to hang out with Niall and Zayn like usual. They were already talking about a certain topic once Louis showed up.

"Hey lads," Louis came up behind the two of them. "What are you guys talking about?"

"Oh, nothing," Niall said as he turned to his best friend. "Just about what happened on Friday night at my birthday sleepover."

"What do you mean?" Louis gave a look of confusion on his face.

"When we were playing truth or dare," Zayn turned to Louis as well. "When you were dared to kiss Harry. You two were getting into it."

Louis gasped and faked being insulted. "Me? Kissing a guy? No way. I'm straight and I have a girlfriend."

"Sure," Niall rolled his eyes. "And I'm Obama."

Just then, a brunette girl walked up to the group of three and kissed Louis all of a sudden.

"Ugh," Niall rolled his eyes. "It's her."

"Don't disrespect my girlfriend Eleanor!" Louis spun around and threatened Niall.

"Alright, alright," Niall put his hands up in the air. "No need to get so defensive."

The bell then rang, signaling the start of class. Niall and Zayn went their ways while Louis hung back to kiss Eleanor one more time.

"Gross," Niall muttered to Zayn.

"I know," Zayn agreed.

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When Louis went to his first period, which is English, he did not expect a certain curly-haired boy to be sitting in the back of the class.

Worse, he did not expect the seat next to him to be the only seat available in the class.

Trying not to be awkward, he went and sat down right next to Harry. He hoped that Harry wouldn't recognize him.

Unfortunately, he did.

"Hey," Harry turned to Louis. "Aren't you that guy from Niall's birthday sleepover? The one that kissed me during the truth or dare game?"

"Yeah," Louis' cheeks went pink from remembering. "Why?"

"I don't know," Harry scratched his head. "I just wanted to get to know you better."

"Oh," Louis relaxed a little. "Okay."

"Your name is Louis, right?" Harry asked shyly, which Louis found extremely cute.

"Yeah," Louis nodded. "And you're Harry, right?"

"Yeah," Harry looked over as the English teacher, Mr. Corden, walked in.

"Okay, class!" Mr. Corden silenced the class. "I'll be assigning you guys a book report which you'll do with your partners. Whoever is sitting next to you right now is your partner."

Louis looked at Harry and turned pink again. That meant that Harry would be his partner for this book report.

Fucking great.