What Happens In My Browser Stays In My Browser...Or Not?

Louis always remembered to clear his browser history. Until the one time he didn't. Now Harry's seen it. All of it. The not so subtle search terms, th…Louis always remembered to clear his browser history. Until the one time he didn't. Now Harry's seen it. All of it. The not so subtle search terms, the highly incriminating bookmarks, and the Google searches starring answers for the two of them. EVERYTHING. Instead of screaming (or moving out), Harry remains in the house. Which is somehow worse. Because now he's smirking. And teasing. And being all... affectionate? Which is extremely confusing. And distracting. Especially when he starts walking around shirtless on purpose. Add one cheeky mother, a pair of novelty undies, and Louis is in... hell. Or maybe heaven. The line is very blurry. A story about an uncleared browser tab, years of mutual pining, and what happens when the truth (and Harry's shirt) finally comes off. Read more