Introducing Me

*Warning: The following contains boyxboy content and trigger scenes of rape. Please read with caution or don't read at all. - stylinsonmadness*

This is the Larry sequel to our Niam story, Teenage Dirtbag.
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Louis: *looks up at the school when they pull up to the school* Mum... are you sure this school will be better..?

Johannah: Yes, i'm sure.

Louis: *sighs* Okay.. *unbuckles his seat belt then opens the door* I'll see you later. Love you. *gets out*

Johannah: Be home after school, i'm making you snacks.

Louis: *nods* Alright. Bye. *shuts the door; watches her drive off; turns around looking up at the school; takes a deep breath* Here goes nothing. *walks into the school*

*With Harry, Liam, Niall, & Zayn*

Harry: This so isn't fair.

Liam: *raises an eyebrow* What isn't?

Harry: Everyone has someone, and then there's me.

Zayn: You'll find someone eventually. If not.. there's always cats.

Liam: And I thought you enjoyed the single life. Hooking up with birds and blokes here and there.

Harry: It's getting kinda old.

Liam: *fake gasps; sarcastically* No? Really?

Harry: Shush!

Niall: That's how Liam met me! *giggles*

Liam: I've corrupted you enough, darling. *kisses his cheek*

Niall: You are never leaving me, you love me. *grins*

Liam: Mm, true. *pecks his lips*

Zayn: Can you guys not make out right now? It's disgustingly cute.

Niall: *pouts* Fine then..

*The Bell Rings*

Liam: *frowns* Gotta get back to my seat. Try not to miss me too much, yeah? *pecks Niall's lips once more then gets up going to the front; sits in his seat*

Niall: *pouts and sits in his own seat*

Mr. Garcias: *stands up* Good morning, class. I hope you all have done the homework you were suppose to do.

Niall: *holds up his homework grinning*

Harry: Nerd.

Mr. Garcias: You could learn a few from him, Mr. Styles and Mr. Payne.

Liam: Which will be never.

Mr. Garcias: *rolls his eyes as the class laughed* Anyway, toda-

Louis: *knocks on the door before coming in* Erm.. is this Room 3B?

Mr. Garcias: *nods* You're Louis Tomlinson, right?

Louis: *nods*

Mr. Garcias: Class, this is Louis Tomlinson. He just transfered from Hall Cross School in Doncaster. I hope you all help him feel welcomed. Louis, you can just take a seat next to Mr. Payne.

Louis: *nods and takes the seat next to Liam*

Mr. Garcias: Also, he'll be showing you around so behave, Liam.

Liam: Don't I always?

Mr. Garcias: No, you don't.

Liam: *shrugs*

Niall: Be nice, baby.

Liam: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Mr. Garcias: *turns around and starts reciting a lecture while writing on the board*

Liam: *turns to Louis* So you're from Doncaster, yeah?

Louis: *nods*

Liam: Why'd you transfer here?

Louis: Erm.. it's.. complicated.

Liam: Well.. okay.. what about your family? Parents still together? Divorced? Any siblings?

Louis: Also complicated.

Liam: *snorts* Is your whole life complicated?

Louis: Pretty much...

*After Class Is Over*

Mr. Garcias: Remember to revise pages 220 to 225!

Louis: *putting papers back into his backpack*

Niall: *skips over to Liam* Lili!

Harry: *rolls his eyes and walks over*

Liam: *wraps an arm around his waist* Hey Nialler. Wanna help me show Louis around?

Niall: *giggles* Kay, hi!

Louis: *zips his backpack up then slings it on; stands up* Erm.. hi.

Niall: I'm Niall, Liam's boyfriend.

Louis: I'm Lous, which you probably already know.

Niall: *wraps his arms around Liam's waist* Yeah, oh and this is-

Harry: I'm Harry. *grins*

Louis: *nods*

Liam: Where'd Zayn go..?

Harry: To see Perrie, you know his mid day make-outs.

Liam: Jealous, Haz?

Harry: Not really, i'm kinda waiting for the right guy.

Louis: Erm.. technically it'd be morning make outs...

Harry: *pouts* I like being right.

Louis: *shrugs* Then you may wanna brush up on your english terms.

Liam: I like him already.

Niall: Ooo, Hazza got told.

Harry: *groans* Don't call me that!

Louis: Erm.. not to seem rude but.. I gotta go head to my next class so..

Liam: *walks out of the room with them all* Lemme see your schedule.

Louis: *hands him it*

Liam: You've got the next class with Niall right now, which is English. *hands it back* We only have periods 1, 5, & 7 together. You have 2 & 3 with just Niall. 4 is with me and Zayn, who'll you meet soon, and 6 with just Harry.

Harry: *grins* I guess i'll see you then.

Louis: *nods slightly*

Liam: Show him around for second and third period will ya, babe? I'll see you at lunch. *kisses his cheek*

Niall: Do you have to go..?

Liam: Yes, i'm sorry, babe. Me and Haz gotta go. Mr. Bender said if we're late one more time we'll get detention. So I gotta go. See you at lunch! *grabs Harry by his wrist & they run off*

Niall: *sighs* Bye, babe..

Louis: How long have you two been together?

Niall: Almost a year. *smiles*

Louis: That's long.. where's the room at..? I would go look for it but.. I have no clue where to even begin..

Niall: Oh no, it's okay. Follow me. *grins*

Louis: *nods; follows him to the classroom*

*At Lunch*

Niall: *runs over to Liam and jumps on his back*

Liam: *jumps a bit; realizes it's Niall* Geez, Ni, you scared me shitless.

Niall: *giggles* Hiii, baby.

Liam: Where's Louis?

Louis: *walking up* 'm right here.

Niall: He liked class!

Liam: That's good.

Louis: I think 3rd period will be my favorite period.

Liam: Why?

Louis: *smiles* Music class.

Niall: I love that class.

Liam: It's a good class. Ms. Forpen is a good music instructor.

Niall: Yeah, she is.

Louis: Do you still think I should try out for the musical though, Niall? I mean... i'm not even that good.

Niall: Yes you are! You're better then me!

Louis: *shakes his head*

Zayn: *walks over with Harry* Li, we're going out for a quick smoke. Wanna come?

Liam: Sure. Babe, you wanna come or you wanna stay inside with Louis?

Niall: You know how I feel about it.

Liam: Right.. i'll be right back. *sets him down pressing a kiss to his temple and leaving the cafeteria with Zayn and Harry*

Louis: They smoke..?

Niall: Yeah... I hate it.

Louis: My dad use to burn them on me...

Niall: So did my dad...

Louis: He left when I was two though, so he's not in the picture anymore. My mum remarried and my step dad is a lot better.

Niall: My dad's not around anymore either.

Louis: Did your parents split?

Niall: Not exactly...

Louis: What do you mean..?

Niall: He's...away a lot.

Louis: Oh..

Niall: He died...

Louis: I'm sorry... I shouldn't have asked..

Niall: It's fine, he was a jerk anyways.

Louis: Oh..

Niall: Hey, no sad. Sad isn't aloud.

Louis: I just feel bad.

Niall: It's not your fault, though.

Harry: *walks over* Hey guys.

Louis: *wrinkles his nose smelling the smoke on him* You stink...

Harry: Just smoke, babe. *grins*

Louis: It's disgusting..

Niall: I agree!

Harry: *shrugs* It relaxes me.

Louis: *rolls his eyes; sits down on the table next to them*

Niall: Where's Liam?

Harry: He's still smoking. *sits next to Louis*

Louis: *notices people staring* Why are people staring...?

Harry: I have a bit of a past..

Louis: *looks at him*

Harry: I've had sex with a lot of people.. they probably think you're my next victim.

Louis: Let them think whatever. I'm not interested in you anyway. *pulls out his lunch from his backpack*

Harry: Yeah I--- wait.. why not!?

Louis: You're not exactly my type.

Harry: Well.. I'm not just looking for a fuck anymore. Looking at Liam, who now found love, it makes me want love too.

Louis: That's not why i'm not interested. I'm just not into you that way.

Harry: You don't even know me.

Louis: *mumbles* Maybe that's why. *takes a bite out of his sandwich*

Harry: Get to know me, most people call me Hazza.

Louis: *laughs* 'Hazza'?

Harry: *nods* Blame Liam.

Louis: *laughs; smiles* Cute.

Harry: What's your nickname?

Louis: *shrugs taking another bite* People usually just call me Lou. My mum and little sisters call me another name but I forbid for it to be spoken.

Harry: I wanna know!

Louis: *shakes his head taking a big bite as if to say no*

Harry: *pouts* No fair.

Liam: *walks back into the cafeteria & over to them; sits next to Niall* Perrie came over, they started making out so I came back in. Zayn flipped me off when I told them to get a room.

Niall: We could always.... *giggles*

Liam: Naughty, naughty, love bug. *eskimo kisses him*

Louis: You guys are disgustingly cute.

Harry: Gotta love them. *laughs*

Niall: Later?.. It's been two weeks!

Liam: Later, darling. *kisses his cheek* I promise.

Niall: *smiles* Yay!

Harry: So Lou, tell me about you.

Louis: *shrugs* I like acting and singing.

Harry: Well that's awesome.

Louis: *shrugs* I got made fun of a lot for it.

Harry: Well that's stupid, I sing.

Louis: *raises an eyebrow* You do?

Harry: Yeah.. sometimes.

Louis: Oh.. cool.

Harry: It's a fun thing to do, no one should be punished for fun things.

Louis: Yeah.. *looks down*

Harry: It's okay.

Louis: *starts having flashbacks* I-I'll be right back... *gets up setting down his food & rushing out to the restroom*

Liam: What's up with him..?

Harry: I'm not sure...

Niall: May I be excused?

Liam: Er, babe.. you don't have to ask permission here.

Niall: *runs after Louis*

Liam: *waits 'til he's gone* Okay, I could totally feel the sexual tension in the air. What's with you and Louis?

Harry: Nothing!

Liam: Riiiight.

Harry: No seriously, I do like his vibe though.

Liam: What do you mean?

Harry: He just... he seems warm.

Liam: *snorts* Warm?

Harry: Hush!

Liam: *rolls his eyes* So you don't just wanna fuck his ass? And don't you dare say no. I saw you staring at it.

Harry: I want his heart too... it's not my fault his ass is huge!

Liam: *laughs* Nor is it his.

Harry: Not my fault Niall has no ass.

Liam: *rolls his eyes* Neither do you.

Harry: Lou does... *grins*

Liam: Shut it, you horny bastard.

Harry: Hey, you get sex later tonight.

Liam: I know. I'm just trying to save you from getting a boner.

*The Bell Rings*

Liam: *grabs Louis' backpack as he stands up* I'll see you after school, yeah?

Harry: Sure.

Liam: *nods then walks out of the cafeteria*

*Later In 6th Period*

Harry: *sitting in his seat; reading his book*

Louis: *walks into the classroom; quickly takes the last empty seat available as the bell rang for 6th period to begin*

Harry: *looks back at Louis and smiles*

Louis: *keeps his head down and pulls out the textbook needed for the class and a notebook*

Harry: You're such a twink! Just like Niall! *grins*

Louis: *freezes; trying to not let the name bother him; keeps his gaze on his desk*

Harry: It's not a bad thing, love. I like twinks.

Louis: *looks up when the teacher walks in*

Harry: *turns around*

Mrs. Stacy: Afternoon class, are we ready?

*They All Nod*

Mrs. Stacy: *nods* Tomlinson?

Louis: *looks up* Yes?..

Mrs. Stacy: Welcome to our class.

Louis: Oh erm.. thank you..

Mrs. Stacy: Did you make friends?

Louis: A few..

Mrs. Stacy: Great!

Louis: *nods*

Mrs. Stacy: What were you taught in your last school?

Louis: Erm.. just the basics, I suppose.

Mrs. Stacy: Like?

Louis: Er... like the pyramids..

Mrs. Stacy: That's what we're learning.

Louis: *nods* Okay.

Mrs. Stacy: Is that okay?

Louis: That's fine.

Mrs. Stacy: You sure?

Louis: *nods*

Mrs. Stacy: *starts talking about the pyramids*

Harry: *texts Liam: He is such a twink!"

Liam: *texts back: You gonna make your move yet? I'm surprised you haven't yet.*

Harry: *What if he rejects me, dude?*

Liam: *Then you get rejected. Not a big deal.*

Harry: *Yeah it is..*

Liam: *How?*

Harry: *I guess I really like the idea of being with him...*

Liam: *Awww, is Hazza in looooove with his twink? (; *

Harry: *You're in love with your twink!*

Liam: *My love bug has nothing to do with what's going on between you and Louis.*

Harry: *Think he is your future? ;D *

Liam: *I do, actually.*

Harry: *Aww, that's cute.*

Liam: *Shut it.*

Harry: *Make me.*

Liam: *Wait 'til after school, Haz. You know I will.*

Harry: *No, you will be too busy with a Niall on you.*

Liam: *He can wait.*

Harry: *Oh really?*

Liam: *He can wait so I can beat your ass, yes.*

Harry: *That's nice Liam, you know Niall is exciteable*

Liam: *Oh, I know. (; *

Harry: *Not that way you perv!*

Liam: *Aha, what way then?*

Harry: *Like, he gets excited about silly things.*

Liam: *Ohhh.*

Harry: *That's what I think.*

Liam: *Okay then?*

Harry: *Hey I gotta go, Louis is being so adorable.*

Liam: *Go get your twink, yeah?*

Harry: *I will! Bye Liam!; quickly puts his phone away and turns to Louis* Hey Lou?

Louis: *writing down notes* Hm?

Harry: Would you wanna... could I take you out sometime? *blushes*

Louis: No.

Harry: But...w--why...?

Louis: Now's not the time, Harry.. sorry.

Harry: *looks down and turns around quickly*

*After School*

Harry: *runs out of the building dropping his books on the way*

Liam: *on his way out; notices him* Haz? *quickly picks up the falling books* Haz! *runs after him*

Harry: *turns around* W--what?...

Liam: *catches up to him* Are you okay? What's wrong? You were dropping your books on your way out.

Harry: L--Louis...

Liam: What happened?

Harry: He said no....

Liam: *sighs* Oh, Haz.. *hugs him tightly*

Harry: It hurts so fucking bad...

Liam: I know, Haz.. but he's not worth getting upset about.

Harry: But I really like him!

Liam: I know but still.

Harry: You got upset about Ni all the time...

Liam: But that's me, Harry.

Harry: I'm upset! I really like him, Liam!

Niall: *runs out of school and over to Liam* BABY!

Liam: *sighs* I know that, Haz.

Niall: *pouts* BABY!

Liam: Yes? *turns to him*

Niall: HI!

Liam: Hi. *kisses his cheek*

Niall: I had a good day.

Liam: That's good, love.

Niall: *jumps on his back* Carry me home.

Liam: *rolls his eyes; looks at Harry* You gonna be okay walking home by yourself?

Harry: I--I guess..

Liam: Call me if you need me, alright? Don't hesitate to, you know i'll be there.

Harry: I'll be fine.

Liam: *nods* Alright. *looks at Niall* Let's get you home, babe.

Niall: *nuzzles his neck* Mkay...

Liam: Bye, Haz. *walks off*

Harry: *sighs*  Why couldn't he say yes...?

*The Next Day*

Louis: *at his locker trying to get the combination to work; sighs when it doesn't work* Oh for the love of all that's bloody-

Harry: Need help?

Louis: *jumps a bit; turns around* Oh.. hey.. erm.. kind of..

Harry: *walks over* What's your combo?

Louis: *hands him the paper with the combo on it*

Harry: *moves it back an forth and unlocks the lock* There ya go.

Louis: *pouts* What'd I do wrong?

Harry: You didn't turn it to the left.

Louis: Oh..

Harry: *smiles* Most people make that mistake.

Louis: *frowns* Why does it have to go to the left though? Why not keep it right?

Harry: It goes right, left, then right again.

Louis: Well.. thanks. *starts putting stuff in his locker*

Harry: You really hurt me...

Louis: I'm sorry? *looks at him*

Harry: I really wanted you to go on a date with me..

Louis: Harry.. I told you, it's just not a good time right now.

Harry: One date!

Louis: No.

Harry: *grumbles*

Louis: Don't be a sour wuss, Harold.

Harry: I just wanna take someone as gorgeous as you out..

Louis: Flattery will get you nowhere. *finishes putting stuff in his locker; grabs his Physics book and shuts his locker* And thanks for the help. *takes the paper back and puts it in his pocket* See you in 6th period, yeah? *walks off*

Harry: Ugh! *walks over to Liam* How the fuck did you get Niall so easily?

Liam: *shrugs* Don't know, mate. Why? Trouble in twink paradise?

Harry: I want that ass so fucking bad. You got Niall's so easily.

Niall: That's 'cause i'm a bunny. *giggles*

Liam: Mm, you're adorable. *nuzzles Niall's cheek*

Niall: You were gentle with me. *smiles at Liam*

Liam: Of course, baby. I gave you my word I would.

Niall: It actually felt kinda good.

Harry: Do you think I should be blunt with Louis?

Liam: Er.. I don't know, Haz.. what would you say?

Harry: I'd tell him "let me fuck you".

Liam: Erm.. I wouldn't say that.

Harry: Why?

Liam: He's going to think that's all you want to do, mate.

Harry: Niall thought that.

Liam: But now he doesn't, right babe?

Niall: Nope. *smiles softlly* But Louis is different than me... he's stubborn.

Liam: You might have to win him over somehow.

Harry: How do you suggest I do that?

Liam: *shrugs* Figure it out. He's your boy afterall.

Harry: How did you get Niall?

Liam: Erm... it pretty much involved a lot of sexual harrassment and sex..

Niall: I'm innocent!

Liam: Shhh, I know, baby.

Niall: He corrupted me!

Liam: *smirks* I know.

Niall: *mumbles* Fuck you.

Liam: Yes, please.

Niall: Later, baby.

Liam: *nuzzles his neck grinding into his backside a bit* Hard to wait..

Niall: *groans* Nooo.

Liam: *lightly nibbles on his neck*

Niall: Liammm.

Liam: Hmm?

Niall: Nooo more.

Liam: But... your skin's so smooth...

Niall: But I don't wanna be turned on.

Liam: Quickie in the restroom before class, pleeeasse?

Niall: But.. class...

Liam: *nips gently at his neck* Please...?

Niall: *groans* No fair...

Liam: *smiles a bit against his neck* Sooo?

Niall: Fineee...

Liam: *smiles placing a kiss to the back of his neck* Talk to you later, Haz. *leaves with Niall*

Harry: *walks to class*

*Later At Lunch*

Louis: *walking with a new friend of his to the cafeteria* So is there anything else I should know about this school? I know the basics.

Stan: Well, it's a little crazy.

Louis: What do you mean?

Stan: The boys.

Louis: I don't follow...

Stan: The boys here are kinda... man whores.

Louis: *raises an eyebrow* Like who?

Stan: Liam and Harry are kinda dirtbags.

Louis: Harry I can believe, but Liam? He was nice to me.

Stan: He found the love of his life, that's why.

Louis: *smiles* Aw.

Stan: His name's Niall. Liam was his first kiss.

Louis: I know him. I met them my first day. Liam actually was showing me around.

Stan: Yeah, that's his boyfriend.

Louis: *nods; walks into the cafeteria with him* Harry asked me out too.

Stan: You said..?

Louis: That I don't have time for it since I just moved, which is true.

Stan: Good, you don't need him. You have me.

Louis: *laughs* Right. *gets in line with him*

Stan: I'm serious, Louis...

Louis: Huh? *looks at him*

Stan: I'm serious.. you could go on a date with me...

Louis: I don't know, Stan...

Stan: Look, there's party on Friday. I wanna go with you.

Louis: *bites his bottom lip nervously* Okay...

Stan: So a date?

Louis: *nods; smiles softly* Yeah, a date.

Stan: *grins* I've been waiting for that day.

Louis: *snorts* We've only known eachother for a day, Stan.

Stan: Soo?

Louis: You act like it's been an eternity.

Stan: It has been, all I hear when I walk around school is about your ass.

Louis: *goes red* W-what..?

Stan: I hear all the time how big your ass is, and how much they want it and I just wanna tell them you're mine.

Louis: O-oh.. *turns around putting stuff on his tray*

Stan: Don't worry, I won't let anyone touch it.

Louis: Who says you'll get to touch it either?

Stan: *shrugs* Me?

Louis: In your dreams, Stanley.

Stan: I'm couting on that.

Louis: *rolls his eyes; pays for his lunch then goes to sit down*

Stan: *walks over to him* Lou.

Louis: Hm?

Stan: Sorry...

Louis: For?

Stan: I didn't mean to do that.

Louis: It's fine.

Stan: Louisss.

Louis:  Whaaat?

Stan: Just know, you can't let anyone else have your ass.

Louis: *rolls his eyes* Whatever.

Stan: Whyyy..?

Louis: Nooothing. *sits down at a table*

Stan: You are adorable.

Louis: Mmkay. *starts eating some of the food*

Stan: Nothing about me?

Louis: *shrugs* You're cute? *laughs*

Stan: Fuck you.

Louis: I'm being serious, you twat.

Stan: Sure you are.

Louis: Fine, don't believe me.

Stan: Are you telling the truth?

Louis: *nods*

Stan: Then I believe you.

Louis: Kay. *eats his sandwich*

Stan: Who says "kay"?

Louis: Obviously I do.

Stan: I can tell that, but.

Louis: But?

Stan: It's corny.

Louis: Whatever.

Stan: Hey!

Louis: Oh relax.

*With Harry, Liam, & Zayn At A Different Table*

Liam: *has Niall on his lap; nuzzling his neck*

Zayn: *has an arm around Perrie* I don't get why you don't just take charge, Harry. If you want him, get him someway. Or do what Liam did. Annoy him until he's willing to do anything to get you off his back, give him the best sex ever, then see what happens.

Liam: Okay first off, that's horrid advice and second, I wasn't that bad.

Niall: *looks up at Liam* Really, babe?

Liam: Okay maybe I was...

Niall: You really were. I knew you wouldn't give up.

Liam: Mmm, but do you regret it?

Niall: No, I don't think Louis will either.

Liam: He might not.

Niall: I think Louis would be fine after a while, I was.

Liam: *nods*

Harry: You're right, I should probably go get him.

Zayn: Er.. you might wanna rethink that.

Harry: Why?..

Zayn: Looks like someone's making a move on him. *points to Louis and Stan*

Liam: Oh hey.. it's jock strap's brother. Stan, right?

Harry: *growls* I'll be right back.. *walks over to them* hey, Lou.

Louis: Oh.. hey, Harry.

Harry: Can I sit?

Louis: *nods* Sure.

 Harry: *sits next to Louis; scoots closer to him*

Louis: *picking at his food a bit*

Harry: Hey, cutie.

Louis: Erm...

Harry: No worries. Everything's fine, kitten.

Louis: *confused* Okay...? *looks at Stan for help*

Stan: *shrugs and eats his own food*

Harry: *puts his hand on Louis' thigh*

Louis: *shoves it off* No..

Harry: Hey, it's okay. I won't hurt you.

Louis: *wraps his arms around himself; stares at his food* This is some shit food..

Harry: It usually is..

Louis: *wrinkles his nose* May as well let my mum make me lunch for now on then.

Harry: I can make you lunch.

Louis: That's not needed but thanks..

Harry: I want to.

Louis: Why...?

Harry: Cause you're adorable and deserve a good lunch.

Louis: I-

Harry: *puts his hand back on his thigh* Not an option.

Louis: *shoves his hand off again* Stop, Harry.

Harry: But why?

Louis: Just stop, okay? *gets up*

Harry: *sighs* Lou--

Louis: No. *grabs his backpack and walks out of the cafeteria*

Harry: *looks down then looks at Stan* Stay away from him.

Stan: He's mine first, Styles.

Harry: You'll just fuck him and leave him.

Stan: Your point?

Harry: Asshole...

*After School*

Stan: *walks over to Louis* Hey, babe.

Louis: Er, hey. What's up?

Stan: *wraps his arms around his waist*

Louis: Erm.. okay...?

Stan: What, love?

Louis: Nothing.

Stan: I'm holding you.

Louis: I see.

Stan: Is that okay?

Louis: *nods* S'fine. *opens his locker after putting in the combo; starts putting stuff in his locker*

Stan: *nibbles his ear*

Louis: *flinches a bit from it* Stan, what are you doing?

Stan: Nibbling.

Louis: Well could you stop..?

Stan: But I like nibbling.

Louis: I'm not comfortable.. *zips up his backpack and shuts his locker; wiggles out of Stan's hold* but I gotta go.. my mum's expecting me home. I'll see you tomorrow.

Stan: But why not tonight?

Louis: I'm still unpacking, Stan.

Stan: Fine.

Louis: M'sorry, okay? *kisses his cheek* See ya. *walks off*

Stan: I'll have your ass, Lou... *walks off*

*With Liam & Harry*

Liam: *walking around town with Harry* So Jockstrap jr is interested in him too?

Harry: Jerk? Yeah.

Liam: That must suck. *sips on his pepsi* So watcha gonna do?

Harry: Get him, duh.

Liam: *rolls his eyes* I meant HOW are you gonna do it?

Harry: I don't know...

Liam: Need help?

Harry: Yes....

Liam: We'll figure it out.

Harry: How?

Liam: Somehow, alright? You're going to Connor's party on Friday, yeah?

Harry: Yeah.

Liam: *nods* Maybe you should invite Louis to go with you. You know, help him fit in a little.

Harry: But he has Stan...

Liam: *snorts* Mate, Lou will be running for the hills when he finds out about his 5 inch.

Harry: You know because...?

Liam: *pulls out one of his cigarettes and lights it* Flashed me.

Harry: Erm... why...?

Liam: *shrugs* Don't know, ask him. But he was fucking small, mate... and I think he had an STD too.. kinda rashy..

Harry: I have to protect Louis...

Liam: No shit, 'lock.

Harry: What if he gets hurt?

Liam: He won't, Haz. As long as you're there he'll be okay.

Harry: Fine...

Liam: Good. *blows out some of the smoke; notices him eyeing him* What?

Harry: What did Niall say about smoking?

Liam: Oh come off it, Harry. It's just one fag. Plus, it's my last one.

Harry: You said that last month.

Liam: *sighs* I'm trying, alright? It's not easy.

Harry: Think of Niall...

Liam: I do. I always do!

Harry: I know...

Liam: I still don't get why he stays... I wouldn't... i'm still a bit screwed up since my parents split..

Harry: He loves you, you took his v card.

Liam: I did not take his visa card!

Harry: Idiot...

Liam: You can't take a joke? I know I took his virginity, Haz. I practically ruined his innocence too.

Harry: He's okay, though.

Liam: Still.. sometimes I wonder if it was worth it since he always worries about me...

Harry: He will be worse without you...

Liam: How would you know that? For all we know, his life could've been ten times more better without me.

Harry: Lia-

Liam: No.. Harry.

Harry: Just call him.

Liam: And tell him what?

Harry: That you love him?

Liam: *rolls his eyes* Besides the obvious.

Harry: Ask him if he likes being with you.

Liam: *sighs* Fine, fine. *stops walking & lets his cigarette fall to the floor and puts it out with his foot*

Harry: I want him...

Liam: Who..? Lou?

Harry: Yeah...

Liam: Then get him. You just gotta work around his attitude.

*The Next Day*

Harry: *walks into school* Lou.

Louis: *looks up from shutting his locker* What?

Harry: Hey...

Louis: Hey. *smiles softly* What's up..?

Harry: I wanted to talk to you.

Louis: About...?

Harry: Friday.

Louis: What about it?

Harry: You and me.

Louis: I don't follow...

Harry: Friday, let's go together.

Louis: Go where..? I'm going somewhere with Stan Friday...

Harry: The party.

Louis: What party..?

Harry: Connor's.

Louis: Oh.. i'm going with Stan to that one...

Harry: We could all three go.

Louis: Er... I dunno...

Harry: Why not?

Louis: I'm not sure if it'll be a good idea.

Harry: Lou...

Louis: I don't know...

Harry: Please...

Louis: I don't think Stan would like it though...

Harry: I don't care....

Louis: Harry...

Harry: I don't want him hurting you....

Louis: Why would he hurt me?

Harry: He's kinda a person to fuck someone and leave...

Louis: Like you?

Harry: *gasps*

Louis: Yeah, i'm not deaf to what goes around, Harry.

Harry: I'm not...

Louis: Look, you don't have to lie to me. I don't appreciate being lied to though.

Harry: Stan is like that!

Louis: No he's not, Harry.

Harry: Wanna bet?

Louis: I'm not betting on if he is or not. I know he's not, alright?

Harry: Sure...

Louis: *sighs frustratingly* Just stop, okay? He's not like that.

Harry: Fine, but when something happens don't blame me.

Louis: Just fuck off.. *quickly walks away as the bell rings*

Harry: *rolls eyes*

*Friday*

*Out In The Front Of The School Before School*

Liam: *leaning against the wall with Harry* So you're just giving up?

Harry: Pretty much..

Liam: You can't just let him win. I mean it's Stan. He probably could get a snail to fuck him.

Harry: It's not my place...

Liam: So you're just going to watch him slowly hurt him?

Harry: I have no choice.

Liam: Just 'cause Louis told you to fuck off doesn't mean to just give up. He's being a little shit about it. Mostly stubborn.

Harry: I know...

Liam: So don't give up, mate. He'll come around.

Harry: Maybe...

*That Night*

Stan: *pushes Louis into a bedroom*

Louis: *stumbles a bit but steadies himself laughing a bit; wraps his arms around Stan's neck*

Stan: *shoves him on the bed crawling on top

Louis: Not so rough, Stan. Geez.

Stan: *nips at his neck*

Louis: *feels uncomfortable; squirms a bit* Stan...

Stan: Shh, it's okay.

Louis: *tries pushing him off* Stan, stop..

Stan: Babe, it's okay.. relax. *pulls away and tugs his shirt off*

Louis: Stan, no! *pushes him away*

Stan: *holds his hands above his head*

Louis: *squirms* Stan, seriously. Knock it off! This isn't funny.

Stan: I'm not trying to be funny, Louis. *nips down his chest*

Louis: S-stop...

Stan: No, baby.

Louis: Stan, stop. Please..

Stan: I can't though. *nibbles at his tummy*

Louis: W-why..?

Stan: You're hot, I want you.

Louis: *squirms but gets pinned; whimpers*

*With Harry*

Harry: Hey, do you two need condoms?

Liam: By the rate Niall's drinking, probably.

Harry: *sighs* Fine, i'll be back. *walks upstairs and knocks on a bedroom door*

*No Answer*

Harry: *walks in and gasps* L--Louis?...

Louis: *curled in a ball with the blanket wrapped around him slightly; crying*

Harry: *walks over* Lou...

Louis: Y-you were r-right...

Harry: Oh, Lou... did he hurt you?...

Louis: *whimpers* H-he raped me...

Harry: *gasps and crawls on the bed pulling him close* Shh.. I got you...

Louis: *burries his face in his chest; hiccups* I-I'm such an idiot...

Harry: No, love... he took advantage of you.

Louis: N-no.. if I would've listened to you this would have never happened..

Harry: No, babe.

Louis: B-but...

Harry: It's not your fault.

Louis: *tears up more* But it is... it always is...

Harry: No, babe.. *wipes his tears*

Louis: Aren't you going to say "I told you so"? I would...

Harry: I can't after what happened.

Louis: *hugs his waist tightly burrowing his face in his neck* D-don't leave me...

Harry: I'm not going anywhere... I do think Liam wants his condoms, though...

Louis: Wouldn't people usually bring their own..?

Harry: Not Liam, usually Niall doesn't do that at parties.

Louis: Oh.. you can give him it if you want to.. I still need to figure out where the hell my clothes ended up to...

Harry: Wanna borrow my jacket?

Louis: No, it's fine.. *pulls away reluctantly*

Harry: I want you to...

Louis: *sighs* Fine.

Harry: *takes off his jacket and hands it to him*

Louis: *takes it* Thanks...

Harry: Does it feel good?

Louis: I guess?

Harry: I meant the feel of the jacket... it's leather...

Louis: It's interesting. *hears Harry's name being called* I think that's your cue..

Harry: They can wait.

Louis: *looks to the floor; his eyebrows furrow; leans down picking up a pair of boxers* Dang it!

Harry: What?

Louis: The bloody oaf took my boxers instead of his. *throws the boxers across the room* Not wearing those. And i'm burning them if I ever get them back. Scratch that, he can keep them if he wants.

Harry: I always pack an extra pair if you want them.

Louis: No, it's fine..

Harry: I can give you them.

Louis: But they're yours..

Harry: So? You need them.

Louis: You sure...?

Harry: Positive.

Louis: Okay..

Harry: Where are your pants?

Louis: *looks around; finds them a couple feet from the bed; points to them* There...

Harry: *hands them to him*

Louis: *takes them* Thanks..

Harry: Want help?

Louis: *shakes his head* No.. I can do it.

Harry: Oh, here. *hands him a pair of boxeres out of his bag

Louis: Thanks.. *takes them and slips them on from under the blanket then pulls on his jeans letting the blanket shrug off; finds his shirt and pulls it on*

Harry: Let me take you home.

Louis: *nods and gets his socks and shoes on as well; pulls Harry's jacket on and hugs himself a bit*

Harry: *wraps an arm around him*

Louis: *leans into him as they left the room*

Harry: Hey Li, we're leaving.

Liam: *raises an eyebrow* Everything alright?

Louis: *wraps his arms tightly around Harry's waist silently telling him not to say anything*

Harry: I'll see you later, Li.

Liam: Alright..

Harry: *walks out with Louis*

*They get in his car and leave*

*At Louis' House*

Louis: *unbuckles the seat belt after Harry pulls up to his house* Thanks, Harry... for everything...

Harry: Let me come in.

Louis: My mum's home, Harry..

Harry: So I can meet her.

Louis: *sighs* Fine.. but don't tell her, okay..?

Harry: So wait, i'm suppose to meet her but not tell her?

Louis: You can't... we just moved and she has enough stuff on her shoulders as it is...

Harry: Fine, fine.

Louis: *nods then gets out of the car*

Harry: Am I coming in?

Louis: If you want to..

Harry: *parks the car and gets out*

Louis: *goes up to the front door with him; quietly unlocks the door and walks inside*

Harry: *follows him*

Louis: *shuts the door quietly*

Johannah: Lou?

Louis: Yeah..?

Johannah: Where were you?

Louis: At a party, remember? I told you Stan was taking me...

Johannah: Oh yeah, who's he?

Louis: This is Harry...

Harry: Hi... *waves*

Louis: I couldn't find Stan so he brought me home.

Harry: *shrugs* No biggie.

Johannah: Tell him to go home.

Louis: *looks at Harry*

Harry: I can go...

Louis: *nods; quietly* Okay..

Harry: Well... see you....

Louis: See you.. *opens the door for him then shuts it when he leaves*

Johannah: You alright?

Louis: *nods* Y-yeah.. just tired.

Johannah: Well goodnight, boo.

Louis: *nods* Night, mum. *hugs her then goes to his room*

Johannah: *sighs*

*2 hours later*

Louis: *tossing and turning; whimpers* N-no.. no.. stop..

Johannah: *knocks on the door*

Louis: *keeps tossing and turning; whimpers again*

Johannah: *walks in* Lou?

Louis: *wakes up and sits up with a jolt; slightly gasping for air*

Johannah: Shh...

Louis: *whimpering and curls into himself*

Johannah: Boo, what happened...?

Louis: J-just a nightmare...

Johannah: About?

Louis: It's nothing... sorry if I woke you..

Johannah: No tell me, you're my son.

Louis: I-I can't..

Johannah: Fine..

Louis: *whimpers and looks down*

Johannah: I'll leave, okay?

Louis: No.. please.. *looks up tearing up*

Johannah: Okay, okay... shh... *lays down next to him pulling him close*

Louis: *sniffles and snuggles close to her*

Johannah: Tell me...

Louis: I want to.. but I can't...

Johannah: Why?

Louis: I just can't, mum..

Johannah: *sighs* Okay...

Louis: *burries his face in her neck and falls asleep*

*On Monday*

Louis: *keeps his head down low as he makes his way to his locker*

Harry: *walks behind him*

Louis: *bumps into somebody knocking down his own papers* Shit, sorry..

Guy: Watch where you're going, geek. *walks away with his friends*

Louis: *sighs; kneels down picking up his things*

Harry: *bends down and helps him*

Louis: *smiles weakly* Thanks.. *finishes gathering his stuff and stands up*

Harry: How was your weekend?

Louis: Alright... didn't sleep that good, though..

Harry: Why, baby?

Louis: *winces*

Harry: What's wrong...?

Louis: Please don't call me that...

Harry: But why not?

Louis: Memories... *looks down*

Harry: Oh, i'm so sorry.... *kisses his cheek*

Louis: S'fine... *hides behind him when Stan walks into the hallway*

Harry: Get away!

Stan: Chillax, dude. Everything's fine.

Louis: Just leave it, Harry...

Harry: No he better get away....

Louis: I just wanna get to class... don't start a scene... please. He's not worth it..

Harry: Can I walk you?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *wraps his arm around his waist*

Louis: *flinches*

Harry: Shh.... I won't hurt you...

Louis: L-let's just go.. *walks away with him*

*After Class*

Harry: *grabs his hand*

Louis: *looks at him*

Harry: Come on, let's go.

Louis: Okay..

Harry: I'll walk you to class.

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *tugs him off to class*

*At Lunch*

Liam: *pulls Harry into the boys' restroom shooing out anybody; locks the door* Okay, what's going on? First you leave Connor's party like early, you don't return any of my calls the whole weekend, and you didn't meet up with me at the corner.

Harry: Louis was raped...

Liam: By who?

Harry: Stan...

Liam: Did he tell the police?

Harry: He won't.

Liam: He has to! Rape is a bloody crime. He could've spread something to him.

Harry: Don't say that!

Liam: But it's true.. atleast get him tested... make sure he didn't contract anything. If he did though.. you have to get him to press charges, Haz... stuff like that isn't right.

Harry: I know...

Liam: *sighs* Take care of him, yeah? *unlocks the door*

Harry: I will...

Liam: *nods*

*After School*

Harry: *walks over to Louis*

Louis: *sitting under one of the trees outside doodling in his notepad; looks up*

Harry: Hey, babe.

Louis: Erm.. hi...

Harry: You okay?...

Louis: *nods* Just trying to avoid him..

Harry: I'm here...

Louis: I know.. but he's just not worth the energy..

Harry: What do you mean?

Louis: He's just not worth anything, alright? He's a douche and isn't worth the time.

Harry: If you say so.

Louis: *nods* Positive. So what's up?

Harry: I wanna walk you home.

Louis: I can walk myself..

Harry: I worry...

Louis: I'll be okay, Harry.

Harry: Let me?

Louis: *shakes his head* Maybe another time...

Harry: Thanks a lot... *walks away*

Louis: *sighs but finishes up drawing then puts it in his bag and starts walking home*

Stan: *walks over* Hey.

Louis: *ignores him and walks faster*

Stan: Lou!

Louis: *keeps walking*

Stan: *grabs him around the waist*

Louis: *squirms* L-let go of me!

Stan: Shhh....

Louis: No! *kicks his legs*

Stan: *picks him up*

Louis: *keeps squirming and kicking* Let fucking go!

Stan: Where's your boyfriend?

Louis: Fuck off, Stan.

Stan: He your boyfriend?

Louis: No.

Stan: He likes you.

Louis: Why do you care?

Stan: You were mine.

Louis: You lost me the minute you hurt me.

Stan: I'm sorry...

Louis: *squirms out of his grip* Don't touch me..

Stan: I'm sorry.. okay?

Louis: Sorry isn't going to undue everything! Stan, you fucking raped me and expect me to just fall right back into your arms from a simple 'I'm sorry'. It doesn't work that way.

Stan: What can I do?

Louis: Just leave me alone.

Stan: That's it?

Louis: I don't want you near me... do that and I won't press any charges.

Stan: I like you...

Louis: I don't like you anymore.

Stan: You did before?..

Louis: A little..

Stan: I fucked up...

Louis: Yeah, no shit.

Stan: If you say anything.... i'll kill you before we get to trial.

Louis: You wouldn't..

Stan: Wanna bet?

Louis: *stays silent*

Stan: Didn't think so.

Louis: *looks down*

Stan: Bye, Louis. *walks off*

Louis: *stands still for a second then walks off to his house*

*With Harry*

Harry: *walks over to Liam*

Liam: Hey.

Harry: I need help.

Liam: With?

Harry: Lou...

Liam: What do you wanna do?

Harry: I don't know...

Liam: Think of something then.

Harry: Get him to be mine.

Liam: How?

Harry: I don't know...

Liam: You figure that out.

Harry: That's not fair.

Liam: You're the one who wants him.

Harry: I know, but...

Liam: But?

Harry: I need help.

Liam: I don't know how to help, Haz. You won't tell me what you need me to do.

Harry: Lure him?

Liam: What do you mean?

Harry: My house.

Liam: *nods* Alright.

Harry: Good, see ya there.

Liam: *nods*

Harry: *walks to the car*

*After Louis gets there*

Harry: Hey babe.

Louis: Er.. hi..

Harry: Come here.

Louis: Why...?

Harry: Please?

Louis: *goes over to him; looks up from their short height difference*

Harry: *leans in and pecks his lips*

Louis: *eyes widen*

Harry: *pulls away and smiles*

Louis: Erm...

Harry: What?

Louis: Why'd you kiss me..?

Harry: I really like you..

Louis: Why...?

Harry: Because you're you... I don't wanna hurt you...

Louis: Oh..

Harry: Give me a chance?...

Louis: I don't know...

Harry: A date?

Louis: *sighs* Fine...

Harry: *smiles softly; reaches out stroking his cheek* Cutie...

Louis: *flinches*

Harry: Shh...

Louis: S-sorry... *looks down*

Harry: For what?

Louis: *shrugs* That i'm screwed up..

Harry: Babe, you went though something traumatic. I don't blame you.

Louis: You don't?

Harry: Of course not.

Louis: Oh..

Harry: Cuddle with me?

Louis: I don't know..

Harry: Please, I won't touch you. You can just cuddle into me.

Louis: Promise..?

Harry: Promise.

Louis: Okay..

Harry: *sits down on the couch*

Liam: Now if you don't need me anymore i'll be on my way. And behave, Harold. *leaves*

Louis: *hesitently walks over to him*

Harry: Come on, love. I won't touch you.

Louis: *sits down beside him then cuddles into his side*

Harry: *smiles softly* Comfy?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: Good.. I won't hurt you, see?

Louis: *rests his chin on his shoulder*

Harry: See, I won't hurt you.

Louis: He threatened me today...

Harry: Who?

Louis: Stan..

Harry: *growls*

Louis: Relax... please..

Harry: I hate him..

Louis: It doesn't matter, okay? He doesn't matter. He's a prick.

Harry: He does...

Louis: No.

Harry: Kinda.....

Louis: *sighs* Whatever..

Harry: Don't whatever me...

Louis: Whatever.

Harry: Asshole.

Louis: *pulls away from him*

Harry: I was kidding...

Louis: *looks down* Still hurt...

Harry: Aw... love, i'm sorry...

Louis: S'fine...

Harry: I didn't mean it.

Louis: I know.

Harry: Come back...

Louis: I have to go.. sorry.. *gets up quickly and leaves the house*

Harry: *looks down* But you were cuddling...

*The Next Day*

Harry: *walks over to Louis*

Louis: *grabbing stuff from out of his locker*

Harry: Lou...

Louis: *jumps a bit grabbing pepper spray from his locker; turns around; sighs putting the spray away* Shit, you scared me.

Harrry: Shit, you scared me. I thought you were gonna spray me.

Louis: Sorry..

Harry: You're gorgeous...

Louis: *trying not to blush* T-thanks.. *shuts his locker*

Harry: I won't hurt you... I would never...

Louis: I know.. I'm just not really comfortable yet..

Harry: Hang out with me?

Louis: Like.. ditch..?

Harry: Well, yeah.

Louis: I don't know, Harry...

Harry: Please, one time.

Louis: But my mum...

Harry: You can call her.

Louis: No it's just.. if I skipped she'd know...

Harry: Babe, it'll be okay.

Louis: *sighs* Fine.

Harry: *tugs his hand*

Louis: *walks with him*

Harry: Where we going?

Louis: I don't know, you tell me.

Harry: Movies?

Louis: Uh, sure.

Harry: *tugs on his hand*

Louis: *follows him*

Harry: My car?

Louis: Well considering I don't have one, sure.

Harry: Oh, okay. Let's go.

*They go*

Harry: *takes out his wallet*

Louis: You don't have to pay y'know.

Harry: I want to.

Louis: Still.

Harry: Let me!

Louis: *sighs* Finee.

Harry: *pays the movie and smiles* Let's go.

Louis: Can I atleast pay for snacks?

Harry: If you want to, baby.

Louis: *cringes a bit*

Harry: Sorry...

Louis: S'fine...

Harry: *grabs his hand*

Louis: *relaxes a bit and lets their fingers lace together*

Harry: *smiles* Thank you.

Louis: *nods*

*Halfway through the movie*

Louis: *has his head on Harry's shoulder*

Harry: *looks over and smiles pulling him closer*

Louis: *leans against him comfortably*

Harry: So cute...

Louis: Hm..?

Harry: You're so cute...

Louis: No.

Harry: Mmm... but you are.

Louis: *shakes his head; nuzzles his nose in his neck*

Harry: You don't believe me?

Louis: I'm not though..

Harry: I think you are though, I really do.

Louis: Why? *looks at him*

Harry: If I told you all the things we'd be here forever.

Louis: *blushes a bit*

Harry: I really think you're beautiful.

Louis: I'm not though...

Harry: Don't disagree with me...

Louis: *looks away*

Harry: No, I didn't mean it like that, love.

Louis: Then what way? *looks at him*

Harry: I just really want you to know how beautiful you are...

Louis: But i'm not beautiful, Harry...

Harry: But you are.

Louis: No.

Harry: *sighs*

Louis: What?

Harry: It's true... why can't you believe it?

Louis: But it's not.

Harry: But it is...

Louis: *sighs* No, Harry.

Harry: Fine... believe what you want....

Louis: I don't have to believe what I know is true.

Harry: Mhmm... you're so wrong.

Louis: *sits up; looks at him* How would you know?

Harry: Because I get to look at you everyday...

Louis: Stop being a cheeky bastard.

Harry: I'm not trying to be, i'm serious.

Louis: I just don't understand...

Harry: What don't you understand, love?

Louis: Just why...

Harry: Because... you're the first person that made me wanna be a better me.

Louis: What do you mean?

Harry: I used to be a whore... you're the first one that made me wanna change that...

Louis: You mean manwhore?

Harry: Kinda....

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *leans over and pecks his cheek*

Louis: *blushes and looks down*

Harry: After this wanna go back to my place?

Louis: O-okay...

Harrry: I'll be gentle, baby...

Louis: *nods but doesn't say anything*

Harry: *nuzzles his neck*

Louis: *giggles smiling*

Harry: So cute.

Louis: *leans up to kiss his cheek*

Harry: *turns his head catching his lips*

Louis: *pulls away slightly but then kisses him again*

Harry: *deepens the kiss slowly*

Louis: *wraps an arm around his neck*

Harry: *pulls away after* Soft...

Louis: *furrows his eyebrows; confused* What?

Harry: Your lips.

Louis: Oh.

Harry: I really like them.

Louis: *laughs* Why?

Harry: They're softt!

Louis: Okay then.

*After The Movie*

Harry: Come on, let's go.

Louis: *nods following him*

*At The House*

Harry: *tugs him upstairs*

Louis: *almost trips on the stairs but balances on time*

Harry: Coming, babe?

Louis: *nods* Yeah..

Harry: *pulls him close*

Louis: *looks up at him*

Harry: I think we should start you with something smaller than me.

Louis: What are you talking about..?

Harry: During our love making, babe...

Louis: W-what?

Harry: It's okay, baby. It'll feel good.

Louis: I-I don't know..

Harry: Trust me?...

Louis: *nibbles on his bottom lip nervously* O-okay...

Harry: I'm gonna start you on something smaller than me. *grabs a bag off the floor*

Louis: Like what..?

Harry: *laughs* A dildo, babe.

Louis: O-oh.. *flushes a light pink*

Harry: It'll be okay.

Louis: *nods* I trust you..

Harry: *takes out a small pink dildo* This ones 3 inches.

Louis: *wrinkles his nose* Pink? Really?

Harry: I like it! *pouts*

Louis: *shakes his head*

Harry: Whyyy...?

Louis: *sits down criss cross on Harry's bed*

Harry: Unfold them, babe.

Louis: *folds his arms* Make me, Styles.

Harry: *crawls over; grabs onto his legs tugging them apart*

Louis: *squeaks from surprise*

Harry: Gotcha

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: You said make you.

Louis: *sticks his tongue out at him childishly*

Harry: Jeans off, babe.

Louis: *unbuttons them and wiggles out of them*

Harry: So beautiful.

Louis: *nuzzles his neck*

Harry: Boxers too.

Louis: *huffs but slips them off as well*

Harry: Flip over.

Louis: *flips over*

Harry: *grabs the lube spreading it onto his finger*

Louis: Be careful though....

Harry: Always, love. Just relax.

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *moves his hand closer inserting the finger inside Louis*

Louis: *winces*

Harry: Does it hurt?...

Louis: Kind of.. but i'm fine.

Harry: Are you sure?

Louis: *nods* Positive.

Harry: *moves the finger in and out*

Louis: *grunts*

Harry: *gently adds a second finger*

Louis: *moans & presses back onto them*

Harry: There we go, now you like it.

Louis: *pants a bit*

Harry: I'm gonna add a third, love.

Louis: *nods* P-please..

Harry: *nods and adds a third finger*

Louis: *groans pushing back*

Harry: There ya go...

Louis: *moans*

Harry: Ready for the dildo?

Louis: N-no.. want you... *whimpers* please..

Harry: Aw, you stretched enough, babe?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: It'll hurt though.

Louis: I don't care... just please...

Harry: *nods and unbuttons his jeans and underwear taking them off just enough to get his cock out; smiles* Ready?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *spreads his cheeks and inserts in*

Louis: *shuts his eyes tightly until he's all the way in; takes a deep shaky breath* Y-you can move...

Harry: You sure, love?..

Louis: *nods* Yeah..

Harry: *thrusts into him harshly hitting his prostate*

Louis: *gasps; clings slightly to him leting his nails dig slightly intoo his clothed back*

Harry: *groans; nips a love bite into his neck*

Louis: *moans*

Harry: I like that...

Louis: Mm?

Harry: Your moan.... *thrusts deeper into him*

Louis: *gasps* Fuck.. right there.. *moans*

Harry: Your prostate. *grins*

Louis: *nips down on his neck*

Harry: *groans*

Louis: *meets his thrusts; moans*

Harry: Shhh.... calm.

Louis: *bites on his neck a bit*

Harry: *grunts; makes a pace slowly8

Louis: F-fuck..

Harry: Shhh..

Louis: *bites down on his bottom lip feeling him rock deeper into him*

Harry: Feel good?

Louis: *nods* God, yes...

Harry: Glad you did it?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *nips his neck again*

Louis: *groans* Harry...

Harry: Mmm... *coninues thrusting* close?

Louis: *nods* Mm'yeah...

Harry: Good boy...

Louis: *grinds back into him; groans*

Harry: Shhh... I got you.

Louis: Faster.. please, faster..

Harry: *nods and grips his hips*

Louis: *whimpers feeling him go faster; fists the sheets*

Harry: Better?..

Louis: *nods choking out a moan*

Harry: Cum, babe...

Louis: *rocks back into him with a gasp then cums between himself & the sheets*

Harry: *pants before thrusting and cumming*

Louis: *slumps against the bed a bit catching his breath*

Harry: You did so good

Louis: *panting* Y-yeah.. mind pulling out of me...? It's getting uncomfortable now...

Harry: *pulls out of him buttoning up his pants*

Louis: *rolls onto his back then slips his boxers back on slowly catching his breath*

Harry: Come cuddle?

Louis: *nods; pulls him over making him lay down; cuddles into his side*

Harry: *nuzzles his cheek*

Louis: *slowly falls asleep against his chest*

Harry: FUCK! *calls Liam's phone*

Liam: *laying on his stomach on his bed with Niall ontop of his back; hears his pone ring; reaches out grabbing it; answers* Ni, don't bloody squash me. Hello?

Harry: L--Liam?...

Niall: *snuggles closer to him*

Liam: Oh, hey Haz. What's up?

Harry: I fucked up...

Liam: *sighs* What'd you do now?

Harry: Had sex with Louis...

Liam: *eyes widen* You what?!

Harry: I'm sorry!

Liam: I can't help you on this one, mate...

Harry: What do I do?...

Liam: I don't know, Haz. You gotta fix this yourself.

Harry: What did you do?

Liam: What?

Harry: With Niall.

Liam: Something stupid.

Harry: Being?

Liam: I pushed him away.. well I was a jerk. I was only protecting myself and him, though.

Harry: Yeah... I should push him away.

Liam: Don't make the same mistake I made, yeah? Now I gotta go.. Niall's pouting at me for attention.

Harry: Li-

Liam: I'm sorry, Haz. Talk to you tomorrow, yeah? Bye. *hangs up*

Harry: *sighs* Fuck...

*In The Morning*

Harry: *sitting watching tv*

Louis: *slowly wakes up; wices feeling sore*

Louis: *sits up*

Harry: Morning.

Louis: Oh, erm, morning.

Harry: Popcorn?

Louis: *shakes his head* No thanks.

Harry: Why?

Louis: Not really hungry.

Harry: *shrugs* Oh.

Louis: *nods* Yeah.. *looks at the clock* Shit, my mum's gonna kill me. *quickly pulls on his jeans*

Harry: Bye.

Louis: *pretends it doesn't sting; slips on his shirt, shoes, & jacket* Yeah.. bye. *quickly leaves his room going downstairs; doesn't notice Harry's mum in the living room and leaves slamming the front door*

Harry: *sighs hearing it slam*

Anne: *walks into Harry's room* Harry, who was that?

Harry: Louis...

Anne: Where is he going?

Harry: Home?

Anne: Harry, it's not cool to use someone-

Harry: I'm not using him, okay?

Anne: *sighs* Okay... *walks out*

Harry: *dials Liam's number*

Liam: *answers; groggily* Hello?

Harry: L--Liam...

Liam: *yawns* Yeah?

Harry: I--I pushed him away...

Liam: *sighs* You didn't, Haz...

Harry: I did....

Liam: Oh, Haz...

Harry: I--I... i'm a bad person...

Liam: You're not a bad person, Harry.

Harry: I let him go...

Liam: You have to make things right with him then.

Harry: How?...

Liam: Just somehow.

Harry: Help me?...

Liam: I don't know what to say, Harry. Just think how Louis would feel and go about that.

Harry: Call him?...

Liam: If you think that'll help.

Harry: *hangs up and dials Louis' number*

Louis: *walking home; hears his phone go off; sighs & answers not looking at the caller ID* Mum, i'm on my way home! Relax!

Harry: Louis, i'm sorry... i'm just scared and--

Louis: *hangs up*

Harry: *throws the phone across the room breaking it*

Louis: *tries not to let his tears fall as he continued to walk home; finally gets to his house & walks inside*

Harry: *looks up seeing Liam at his door* What do you want

Liam: What do you think? *walks in and lays down next to him* You're my best mate, I've gotta make sure you're okay.

Harry: I'm not... where's Niall, he's attached to your hip usually

Liam: S'Wednesday, you know, school.

Harry: Why aren't you there?

Liam: *looks at him* Because my best mate needs me. I don't plan on leaving, no matter how mad Niall will be. You come first, Harry.

Harry: He's the love of your life....

Liam: That he is, but if he does love me he would understand. He knows how I am.

Harry: He probably will... I just....

Liam: Feel bad?

Harry: I took his love away too...

Liam: No you didn't, Haz.

Harry: I took you away.

Liam: Harry, you didn't, okay? We're best mates and if you need me i'll always be here within two seconds flat.

Harry: I tried calling h--him...

Liam: What happened?

Harry: He hung up... I smashed my phone....

Liam: *sighs* Just give him time to calm down. It's not good talk to him right now when he's upset. Do you wanna just ditch the rest of the week of school? Just us, like old times?

Harry: Just us?

Liam: *nods* Just us. No relationships in the way.

Harry: *grins* LILI! *jumps on top of him* Blow jobs like old times?

Liam: *laughs* Why not?

Harry: *leans down unbuttoning his jeans*

Liam: *chuckles* Eager much, Haz?

Harry: Mmm... it's been awhile, okay?

Liam: *laughs; ruffles his curls* Go for it, babe.

Harry: Tell me i'm a better sucker then Niall.

Liam: Definately better, yeah? You know how to work that pretty mouth of yours.

Harry: Mmm... yeah I do. *tugs down his pants and boxers pulling out his length; leans down wrapping his mouth around him*

Liam: *groans* Jeez, Haz..

Niall: Hey um Anne let me in and--- LIAM?!

Liam: *pulls Harry off him pulling his pants back up* Niall!

Niall: I---Is this why you left school?...

Liam: *sighs standing up* Niall, I swear it's not what it looks like.

Niall: *backs up* Please... don't come near me.

Liam: Ni-

Harry: See...i fuck up everything, Ni this is my fault i swear...

Niall: L--Lili still loves me?...

Liam: Harry, you do not fuck up everything! *sighs* Niall, i'm here because Harry needs me and.. before I even met you me and Haz kind of fooled around... it became a basic thing but it ended once I started dating you. But this is Harry's way of coping, it always has been. You're everything to me, Ni.. of course I still love you.

Niall: Does this mean I have to share you?....

Liam: I..

Harry: *grins* We could both suck him off...

Niall: *looks up at Liam* But what if i'm not as good...

Liam: Baby, you're always good.

Niall: *looks down* Fine, but... he can't be fucked by you because mine.

Liam: *laughs* Babe, we've never fucked. Just blow jobs and hand jobs.

Niall: *kneels down* Mmm you sure you want me and Harry to suck you off?

Liam: Mmm, yeah..

Harry: I got the door *walks over shutting and locking it*

Niall: No lips for him either...

Liam: *smiles* Deal, love.

Niall: *smiles;leans down licking a line across the side of his cock*

Harry: *walks over* Don't leave me out!

Liam: *laughs* There's plenty, Haz.

Harry: *licks along the other side*

Niall: It's getting hard *grins*

Liam: 'Cause you guys keep licking it. *groans*

Harry: That's what a blowjob is, babe! *laughs*

Niall: *grips onto his hips*

Liam: I know what a blow job is, you twit.

Niall: He gets it from me. *giggles*

Liam: You've been around Harry too much, Ni. You're getting cheekier.

Niall: Problem with that?

Liam: Nah, just stating it.

Niall: You love my cheekiness.

Harry: Yeah but he likes my mouth. *grins and takes Liam into his mouth*

Liam: Who-fuckshitshit, Harry!

Harry: *hums lightly; gripping his hips*

Niall: *stands up and sits on the chair*

Liam: *groans* Babe, c'mere.

Niall: But... i'm just in the way...

Liam: No you're not, now c'mere.

Niall: *walks over to him*

Liam: *grabs his hand gently pulling him close, kisses his lips then kisses down his neck*

Niall: *grunts*

Harry: *looks up at them and moans around Liam at the sight*

Liam: *moans against Nial's neck leaving thick love bites*

Niall: T--that feels good...

Liam: Your skin's so soft, baby..

Niall: Soft for you...

Harry: *pulls away with a pop* Mmm...you taste so good

Liam: Mm, yeah?

Harry: Soo good, always been good.

Liam: Yeah.. *nips the back of Niall's neck*

Niall: *moans* Mmm... baby...

Liam: *whispers in his ear* Let's not neglect Hazza, babe.

Niall: What should I do?

Liam: Two weaknesses, his neck and his cock. Either nip on his neck or suck his cock, babe.

Niall: I don't wanna s--suck... *pouts*

Liam: Want his neck then, love?

Niall: Mm.. I guess, I still feel like i'm cheating.

Liam: You won't be, babe. As long as we're both okay with it.

Niall: Okay... *walks over to Harry*

Liam: Babe, if you're not comfortable with this we don't have to do it.

Niall: I just want you happy... *pouts*

Liam: Baby, I am happy either way.

Niall: I just... i'm possessive, really possessive i'm a little shit.

Liam: I know and I love you because of that.

Niall: I don't like sharing any part of you.

Liam: Aw, love..

Niall: Harry wouldn't share Louis. Why should I have to share you...?

Liam: Er, what?

Niall: Why should i have to share you with him, when he wouldn't wanna share Louis?

Liam: I heard you, but what do you mean?

Niall: He wouldn't wanna share the person he loves either...

Liam: *sighs; buttons himself back up* One sec, Haz. *grabs Niall's wrist & pulls him out of the room to the bathroom; shuts the door*

Niall: *looks up at him*

Liam: *turns him* Harry and Louis had sex last night...

Niall: Oh...

Liam: And Harry... he did the same thing I did to you.. pushed him away.

Niall: Bad Hazza...

Liam: *sighs* He's just scared, Ni... and this is how he usually copes...

Niall: *sighs* I'm just being stupid...i'll go nip his neck

Liam: Babe, no. Don't feel like you have to. If you don't want to you don't have to.

Niall: I wanna help you... I know he's your bestfriend and him happy makes you happy.

Liam: *cups his chin* You sure, love bug?

Niall: I'd do anything for you...

Liam: *smiles softly; kisses him softly*

Niall: *deepens slowly before pulling away* Your lips and ass are off limits, they're mine.

Liam: *laughs* Same for you. Harry already knows that though.

Niall: Mmm...my ass is yours?

Liam: *nods lowering his hands to his hips then curves backwards squeezing his arse gently*

Niall: *gasps* Woah...

Liam: Mine, yeah? *nips his ear*

Niall: Yours... all of it's yours...

Liam: Good, as I am for you.

Niall: *unlocks the door walking out*

Liam: *follows him*

Harry: *laying on the bed touching himself*

Niall: WOAH! *covers his eyes*

Liam: *shakes his head* Tsk, tsk... what have I said about that Harold?

Harry: I--it was taking so long...*whimpers as he strokes himself*

Niall: *hides behind Liam*

Liam: Do you remember what happened last time you did that?

Harry: Erm... no...

Liam: Cock ring.

Harry: Please... *whimpers* it hurts...

Liam: Then let me see it, babe. *sits down next to him*

Harry: *removes his hand* Stroke it?...

Liam: *nods; takes it in his hand and strokes it*

Harry: *moans throwing his head back* Niall: *looks at Liam nervously*

Liam: *looks at him* It's okay, baby.

Niall:What should i...?

Liam: Do what your comfortable with.

Niall: *walks over and starts nipping at his neck*

 Liam: *strokes Harry a bit faster*

Harry: *grunts* This is so unfairrr.

Liam: *laughs* Would you rather I put a cock ring on you then?

Harry: NO!

Liam: Then don't complain.

Harry: *pouts* Mean.

Liam: Not mean, just a tease. *winks*

Harry: Meannnn...

Liam: Nope.

Harry: Fuck me...

Liam: Mm.. afraid I can't, babe.

Harry: Whyyyyy?

Liam: Niall might kill you.

Niall: WILL kill him

Liam: *laughs*

Harry: Then suck me *looks up at Liam*

Liam: Kay. *leans down taking him in his mouth*

Harry: *gasps and bucks his hips*

Liam: *pins his hips down so he doesn't buck*

Niall: *looks down in Liam's lap and grins* Hard, baby?

Liam: *just nods & takes Harry deeper*

Niall: *leans down and grabs ahold of Liam*

Liam: *groans around Harry*

Niall: Does it feel good?....

Liam: *nods*

Harry: *hears his phone go off; groans* L---Lili, my phone...

Liam: *comes off him with a pop*

Harry: *grabs his phone picking it up* Louis.

Louis: What did you want?

Harry: I wanted to say i'm sorry... I thought I would hurt you in the long run so I did what I always do and shielded you...

Louis: You don't have to lie to me, Harry. I can take rejection, but this type is sick. You used me... *scoffs tearing up* it's my own fault for falling for it... just don't ever talk to me again. God, I really thought you were different... *hangs up*

Harry: *whimpers* I am different....

Liam: Harry...? *rubs his back a little*

Harry: He thinks i'm the same...

Liam: He'll realize you're not, Haz... maybe have Niall talk to him?

Niall: I can try.

Liam: On Monday, though. I really think we should just let him calm down...

Harry: Help get me offf...

Liam: *sighs* Alright, alright. *goes down again*

*Monday*

Louis: *walks into the school keeping to himself*

Niall: *walks over* Hey Lou.

Louis: Oh.. hi, Niall..

Niall: Can we talk?

Louis: About what? *walks with him to his locker; starts putting in the combo*

Niall: Harry.

Louis: *sighs* Niall... with all due respect, I'd rather not talk about him.

Niall: Please?

Louis: There's nothing to say about him-

Niall: Louis! He loves you!

Louis: Yeah, right. *opens his locker; notices a note fall out; furrows his eyebrows and picks it up; opens it & pales*

Niall: What is it?

Louis: *snaps out of it* N-nothing.. *crumbles up the paper throwing it in a nearby trash can* Sorry... I gotta go.. *grabs a textbook from his locker and shuts the door; quickly runs off to class*

Niall: Awkward...

*At Lunch*

Harry: *sits next to Liam*

Liam: You alright?

Harry: Yeah, you?

Liam: *nods* I'm fine, just worried about you.

Harry: Where's Ni?

Liam: Not sure...

Harry: Well, he was with Lou this morning.

Liam: Hold on. *pulls out his phone and calls Niall's phone*

Niall: *pulls out his phone and answers* Hm?

Liam: Niall, where are you?

Niall: Following Louis.

Liam: Why..?

Niall: He's crying.

Liam: Do you know why?

Niall: He got a note earlier. I don't know what it said.

Liam: What'd he do with it?

Niall: Threw it out.

Liam: *gets up* What's his locker number again?

Niall: 234.

Liam: 'Kay, thanks. I'll call you back, babe. *hangs up* C'mon, Harry.

Harry: Where?

Liam: *doesn't answer & walks out of the cafeteria with him trailing behind*

*When They Reach Louis' Locker*

Liam: *looks around and spots the trash can* Ah. *goes over and picks through it searching for the note*

Harry: What are we looking for?

Liam: *finds the note* This. *stands back up dusting himself off and wipes away dirt off the note; opens it up and reads it* Wow...

Harry: What?

Liam: *hands him it*

Harry: Oh my god...

Liam: Did anybody find out about it? 'Cause I swear, neither me or Niall said anything to anybody.

Harry: It was probably a fucking rumor!

Liam: But who'd make this kind of sick rumor?

Harry: Stan...

Liam: Do you really think he did it?

Harry: Yes...

Liam: So what now?

Harry: Confront him.

*A Couple Minutes Later*

Harry: STANELY!

Stan: Yes, Harold?

Harry: DON'T MAKE UP FUCKING RUMORS! Louis is innocent, okay?...

Stan: Is he really?

Harry: Yes... i'm the manwhore... I took advantage of him. He has every right to hate me.

Louis: *had been walking by; tears up but doesn't say anything or move to interfere*

Harry: Look, i'm not the perfect guy, never claimed to be. Maybe I don't deserve love, but Louis is not a whore... he's amazing, okay? So treat him as such.

Stan: That was almost touching, too bad I don't give a fuck.

Liam: You could learn a lot from him, Lucas. Maybe about getting some as well, other than your hand, of course.

Stan: *growls* Liam, no one likes you.

Liam: What? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over the wilting flowers.

Niall: *runs over* Lili! *jumps on his back*

Stan: Ah, there is your whore.

Liam: Talking about yourself again, Stanley?

Stan: Nah, Niall.

Niall: *pouts*

Liam: *trying not to tense* Just fuck off, Stan.

Niall: I am not a whore!

Liam: *sets Niall down on his feet; wraps a protective arm around his waist*

Harry: Just get out of here.

Stan: Whatever. *walks off*

Louis: *quietly backs up & walks away*

Harry: Let's just... go home...

Liam: *nods* Alright.

*At Harrys House*

Harry: *collapses on the bed*

Niall: *collapses next to Liam after he layed down; kisses at Liam's neck*

Liam: Mm, Ni, not now, yeah?

Niall: But i'm horny....

Liam: Later, okay? *nips under his ear*

Niall: Mmmm... no, now! *growls*

Liam: Okay, okay. *pecks his lips*

Niall: *crawls on top of him* Hi.

Liam: Hi, love. *pecks his lips again trailing down his neck*

Niall: I never get to love you anymoreeeee.

Liam: Why, baby?

Niall: I don't know... *pouts*

Liam: I'm sorry, baby.

Niall: My Liam...

Liam: Yes yours. *nips a love bite in his neck*

Niall: My dirtbag. *groans*

Liam: *chuckles & nips more love bites*

Harry: Hello, still here.

Liam: *pulls away from his neck* And you should know by now that I don't really give a fuck who watches.

Harry: But it'll make me horny...

Liam: Then i'll suck you off, yeah? *goes back to nipping Niall's neck*

Niall: Nooo... mine tonight.... just mine....

Liam: *nips in thicker love bites letting him know "okay"*

Niall: Can we go home, Lili?

Liam: Mkay. *sits up pushing him up to his feet* We'll see ya later, Haz. *gets up*

Harry: Do you have to ggo?...

Liam: Well unless you wanna see me and Niall going at it, i'd suggest it.

Harry: Okay fine, fine.

Liam: Call if you need me, yeah? *grabs his backpack off the floor & leaves with Niall*

*With Louis*

Louis: *in the park sitting with his sketchpad; drawing*

Zayn: *walking by; notices him; walks up behind him & peers at his drawing* Not bad, but the ground could use more color.

Louis: *gasps from his sudden voice pressing the sketchpad to his chest* Bloody hell, you scared me...

Zayn: *laughs & sits down next to him* Sorry, but seriously, you got cool drawing skills. You take Art?

Louis: *shakes his head* I did at my old school... just not anymore...

Zayn: Well, you should check it out. They're after school on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Louis: *nods smiling a bit* I might will.

Zayn: *smiles back* Good. *stands up* Oh and, Harry really isn't a bad guy. He may seem like it now but he's a good friend. Don't let his public image fool you. *walks off*

Louis: *chews on his bottom lip then turns a page to the picture he drew of Harry; thinking then rips it off folding it*

*The Next Day*

Harry: *walks to his locker*

Liam: *walks up to him* Hey.

Harry: *opens his locker seeing something fall out; picks it up* It's me...

Liam: *looks at it from over his shoulder* Wow... that's... uncanny..

Harry: You've been around your lover too much

Liam: *shrugs* Comes in handy sometimes.

Harry: I don't know who drew it though... do you have tape?

Liam: Er, I think so... *goes through his backpack pulling out tape* why?

Harry: *tapes it up on his locker door* I really like it.

Zayn: *walks up* Hey, assholes. I haven't heard from either of you in days. Vas happening?

Liam: Same thing we should ask you. You've been with your new bird lately.

Harry: You were a good fuck, it's sad really.

Zayn: *laughs*

Harry: You think im kidding.

Zayn: I know you aren't, babes. *winks*

Harry: *grabs Zayn around the waist*

Zayn: *looks at him* Watcha doing, jack butt?

Harry: Mmm... horny....

Zayn: Nice try, dirtbag. *pulls his hands off his waist* I've got a girlfriend, nor do I wanna hurt a friend.

Harry: Mmm... asshole.

Zayn: *winks* Can't have it.

Harry: Where's Lou?

Zayn: Louis? Uh.. I don't know, mate.

Harry: Oh... thanks anways... *walks off*

Zayn: *turns to Liam* Is he okay? He seems... not himself.

Liam: Er, a lot of shit has been going on since you were MIA, mate. *walks away*

Zayn: Well fill me in, douche bag! *follows him*

Niall: *walks over* Li!

Liam: Hey, babe. *kisses his cheek*

Zayn: *frowning* Liam's being a douche, he won't tell me what's been going on.

Niall: Tell him, baby!

Liam: *groans* I don't want to.

Niall: I want you toooo.

Liam: No.

Niall: *pouts*

Liam: Don't pout, baby. *pecks his lips* You're too cute.

Niall: He wants to know..

Liam: Then you tell him.

Niall: He's upset

Zayn: Why?

Niall: He really likes, Lou.

Zayn: And..?

Niall: Lou denied him.

Zayn: How..?

Niall: Harry pushed away like he always does.

Zayn: Oh.. anything else?

Niall: He had sex with him...

Zayn: *eyes widen* What?!

Niall: Yeah...

Zayn: Wow...

*The Bell Rings*

Liam: We gotta go.

Niall: But-

Liam: Now. *pulls Niall along and all three of them walk to class*

*After School*

Zayn: *waiting for Louis by his locker*

Louis: *walks up* Hey.

Zayn: *smiles* Hey, ready?

Louis: *nods*

Zayn: Follow me. *starts walking*

Louis: *follows him*

*They arrive at the art class*

Louis: *looking around* Any reason it's so closed off?

Zayn: *shrugs* Only place left. *walks in with him*

Teacher: Hey boys.

Zayn: Hey, Mr. Maxson. *smiles* Louis, this is the art teacher, Mr. Maxson.

Louis: *smiles putting his hand out to him* It's nice to meet you.

Teacher: *sticks out hand and shakes his*

*They pull back*

Zayn: C'mon, Lou. *goes to one of the drawing boards*

Louis: *follows & sits down next to him*

Zayn: *flips one of the pages of his sketchpad revealing a picture he's working on*

Louis: Wow... that's beautiful...

Zayn: *smiles* Thanks. I've been working on this for a week already.

Louis: Who's it for? *nudges his shoulder teasingly raising an eyebrow*

Zayn: *flushes* Perrie....

Louis: Aww! *cooes* That's cute.

Zayn: Shut up! *blushes more and looks down to hide his face*

Louis: I think that's sweet, and i'm sure she'll love it.

Zayn: *smiles* Thanks.

Louis: No problem. *puts up his own sketchpad & opens it to begin on a new page*

*With Harry & Liam*

Liam: *walking around the town with Harry* So watcha wanna do?

Harry: I'm not sure...

Liam: Wanna go to the thrift shop?

Harry: I guess.

Liam: *sighs* Harry, I don't know what to do. I hate seeing you so upset.

Harry: I really like him...

Liam: I know, but you made the decision to push him away.

Harry: I'm stupid.

Liam: Yeah, you are.

Harry: HEY!

Liam: What? You are!

Harry: Mean...

Liam: You know i'm brutally honest, Haz.

Harry: I know...

Liam: *sighs and wraps an arm around his shoulders* What do you want to do then, Harry? Get drunk? High? Or just suffer in this self pity shit?

Harry: BOTH!

Liam: Usual order? *pulls out his phone*

Harry: Yep *smiles*

Liam: *calls & orders; hangs up after* They'll drop it off in 10 minutes at my house. Wanna go snatch some beers?

Harry: Sure, babe.

Liam: *grins; links his arms with him & walks off to a local liquor store with him*

*Later that night*

Harry: A--and so I told her... not me, man, not me.

Liam: *laughs* Funny shit, mate. H-hey, hold this, yeah? *hands him his shoe*

Harry: Sure, bro, bro fists 'til the end!

Liam: Y-yeah! *rolls off the couch* Ahh! I'm drowning!

Harry: I'll s-save you! *falls over with him* FUCK!

Liam: We're gonna d-r-rown, Hazza! Swim!!

Niall: *walks in* What the fuck are you two doing?

Liam: Ni!! *looking at him from his upside down position* H-how are you not drowing?

Niall: Because you're on the carpet...

Liam: I thought we were in the ocean.. woops...

Niall: Are you high again?!

Liam: Maybe... *hiccups; smiles sheepishly* Okay.. maybe just a little..

Niall: *shakes his head* Come on you, time for bed.

Harry: Unicornns look good tonight.

Liam: H-Hazza is baby Tarzan.. just look at him!

Harry: *beats at his chest*

Niall: Babe, now.

Liam: No! *half burries himself against Harry's side* Harry, help!

Harry: Maybe the unicorn will fly us away!

Liam: *snorts* The unicorn's fat as shit. Like a rhino.

Niall: Baby, please...

Liam: No! *crawls to the back of the couch where they made a fort*

Niall: Fine! But don't expect me here for you tomorrow, or ever. *walks away*

Liam: *peeks from around the couch*

Harry: I think he really left.

Liam: *shrugs*

Harry: *hiccups* But he's your Niall.

Liam: Is, jus-st let him calm down, s'all.

Harry: *shrugs and lays back against the couch*

Liam: *stands up from behind the couch and pulls Harry into the back with him*

Harry: WOAH!

Liam: Shhh, Hazza, I have a secrettt.

Harry: What's thattt?

Liam: *whispers* My goldfish is red..

Harry: WOAH! Like Dr. Suess.

Liam: Pfft, my goldfish is better!

Harry: Pshhhh.

*Outside on the sidewalk*

Zayn: *walking home with Louis* So then you just add the- *smells something; sighs* Bloody hell..

Louis: *confused* What is it..?

Zayn: Just follow me. *starts walking then walks up to Liam's house*

Louis: *smells something; wrinkles his nose* Bloody hell, what the fuck is that?

Zayn: Marijuana. *opens the door knowing it's open; looks around seeing it clear*

Louis: *cautiously walks in* Zayn.. I don't think we should be in here.. isn't this Liam's hou-

Zayn: *puts a finger up to silence him; goes up the stairs and motions him to follow; walks to Liam's room finding it closed; knocks on the door before opening it* Liam? Harry?

Harry: *giggling* CLOUDS IN YOUR HOUSE, LIAM!

Liam: Let's just hope it doesn't rain on your parade!

Louis: *peers over Zayn's shoulder* Uh.. they okay?

Zayn: Yeah, just high. *walks over to them both and kicks their legs* Aye, dirtbags.

Liam: *whines* Zayn, not so haaarddd.

Harry: *giggles; looks over* L--Lou?...

Louis: *keeps his distance by the door*

Harry: *hides his face* H--he can't... see like this.

Liam: I'll shield you! *lays himself ontop of him*

Zayn: *rolls his eyes* Gits..

Harry: *sniffles* J--just couldn't take that Louis hated me...

Zayn: Then just talk to him?

Harry: Lou, please don't h--hate me... I push people away to... protect them from me.

Louis: Harry, you're high.. you don't know what you're saying.. just stop..

Harry: I'M SERIOUS!

Louis: If you really meant it you'd say it sober! *tears up* You're bloody high for fuck's sakes!

Harry: DOESN'T MEAN I DON'T MEAN IT! I GOT HIGH BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU AND YOU HATE ME! *whimpers*

Louis: *shakes his head and walks out quickly*

Zayn: *sighs* Louis!

Niall: *Leaning on the stairs*

Louis: *quickly passes him*

Niall: He really does love you... unlike my high boyfriend, he can still be a little rational when he's high... Liam can't...

Louis: *stops; turns around* He should at least have the guts to come and talk to me, regardless of how i'm feeling. Not this high shit.

Niall: He tried... if you remember you hung up on him.

Louis: Then he shouldn't have fucking done what he did to me. I'm sick of these games! *walks out*

*The Next Day*

Niall: *walks up and knocks on Liam's door gently*

Liam: *groans getting up from the floor; looks around his room confused at the trash everywhere* The fuck..? *goes over to his door and opens it*

Niall: *tears forming* You didn't care I was gonna leave you forever...

Liam: What..? Of course I care, Niall. *reaches for his hand*

Niall: *pushes him away* N--no... you were high again... I said I was leaving you forever and you just wanted Harry... well now you have Harry.

Liam: Baby, no.. please.. *tears up* i'm sorry. I know i've said it countless times but I am sorry.... and I want you, you know that.

Niall: I just wanted you last night... *whimpers* I had a bad night and was on my way over to be held...

Liam: If I had known I wouldn't even have smoked it. I would've been with you, always.

Niall: H--Hold me now?..

Liam: C'mere.. *pulls him close*

Niall: *burries face in his chest*

Liam: *holds him close burrying his nose in his hair* I love you.. *kisses his hair*

Niall: No more drugs...

Liam: Okay, for you anything.

Niall: Promise?

Liam: Promise. *kisses his nose*

Niall: Good... *blushes*

Liam: *smiles* You're adorable when you blush.

Niall: Mmm... am I?

Liam: Mhm. *plants pepper kisses on his face and cheeks*

Niall: Mmm?

Liam: *laughs* You okay there?

Niall: M-hm..

*With Harry*

Harry: *walking down the street; bumps into Louis*

Louis: *looks up from his phone* Sorry, I-

Harry: Louis?

Louis: *looks down; mumbles* Sorry..

Harry: I meant everything about last night!

Louis: *sighs* Why would you hurt me like that?

Harry: To protect you....

Louis: But that's not how you protect someone, Harry! When you protect someone you wouldn't make them feel used, stupid, or hurt. You wouldn't let them believe something that wasn't true!

Harry: I really do like you...

Louis: You could've just told me... you didn't have to go threw all of this, hurting me. I don't even know you, Harry..

Harry: I can... help you know me

Louis: How?

Harry: I'll figure it out

Louis: *nods* Kay...

Harry: I promise, you'll get to know the real me.

Louis: Right... well, I gotta go..

Harry: Have fun wherever you're going.

Louis: Yeah... uh.. bye.. *walks away*

Harry: *sighs*

*A few hours later*

Harry: Hey Liam?

Liam: Yeah?

Harry: Help me write a song.

Liam: Er... for what?

Harry: Introducing me

Liam: Uh.. ask Niall? He's more into all that stuff.

Harry: Help me!

Liam: I don't know! Uh.. rhyme or something with facts about yourself? I don't fucking know, Haz.

Harry: What facts?

Liam: I don't know, say you like cheese, or something.

Harry: ....Cheese?

Liam: Yeah, you say all the time you like it only on pizza or it smells like feet to you, which I find odd.

Harry: True... it is kinda odd, huh?

Liam: No shit.

Harry: Quesidas too!

Liam: *laughs* Dork.

Harry: I got it!! i know what to write, thanks LI!

Liam: Who is it for anyway?

Harry: LOUIS!

Liam: *nods* Right... maybe you should make a list of facts about yourself too to give to him if you wanna go about it.

Harry: Help me?

Liam: *sighs* Harry, it's facts about YOU. Let him know what you want him to know. It's not that hard, babe.

Harry: It is!

Liam: It's not, now I have a date to go to. *grabs his jacket off the chair*

Harry: Date?

Liam: *nods* Dinner date with Niall.

Harry: You haven't done that in awhile. *laughs*

Liam: *shrugs* It's also kind of to make up for yesterday.

Harry: It's so cute though

Liam: Yeah, I guess but I seriously gotta go or i'll be late. Good luck with your song and stuff. Later! *walks out*

Harry: Okay, so what rhymes with this...

*The Next Day At School*

Harry: *walks over to Louis*

Louis: *looks up from the sketchpad; quickly shuts it* Uh.. hi..

Harry: I have something to show you.

Louis: *sighs* Har-

Harry: JUST LISTEN!

I’m good at wasting time,
I think lyrics need to rhyme,
And you’re not asking,
But I’m trying to grow a mustache.
I eat cheese, but only on pizza, please,
Sometimes, on a homemade quesadilla.
Otherwise it smells like feet to me.
And I, I really like it when the moon looks like a toe nail.
And I love you when you say my name.

If you wanna know, here it goes.
Gonna tell you there’s a part of me that shows,
If we're close, gonna let you see everything,
But remember that you asked for it.
I'll try to do my best to impress,
But it’s easier to let you take a guess, at the rest,
But you wanna hear what lives in my brain, my heart,
Well you asked for it,
For your perusing,
At times confusing,
Slightly amusing…
Introducing me!
*grins strumming the guitar*

Louis: *shakes his head a bit trying not to smile; hears the warning bell ring; sighs getting up* The bell-

Harry: *speeds it up a little*

I never trust a dog to watch my food.
And I like to use the word 'dude'
As a noun, or an adverb, or an adjective
And I, I never really been into cars.
I like really cool guitars
And superheroes
And checks with lots of zeroes on ‘em.
I love the sound of violins and making someone smile...

Louis: *tries to suppress a smile but fails and blushes*

Harry: If you wanna know, here it goes.
Gonna tell you there’s a part of me that shows,
If we're close, gonna let you see everything,
But remember that you asked for it.
I'll try to do my best to impress,
But it’s easier to let you take a guess, at the rest,
But you wanna hear what lives in my brain, my heart,
Well you asked for it,
For your perusing,
At times confusing,
Slightly amusing…
Introducing me

Well you probably know more than you ever wanted to,
So be careful when you ask next time.

So if you wanna know, here it goes.
Gonna tell you there’s a part of me that shows,
If we're close, gonna let you see everything,
But remember that you asked for it.
I'll try to do my best to impress,
But it’s easier to let you take a guess, at the rest,
But you wanna hear what lives in my brain, my heart,
Well you asked for it,
For your perusing,
At times confusing,
Slightly amusing…
Introducing me

Do do do do do do,
Do do do do do do.
Do do do do…
Introducing me!

Louis: *laughs* You really just wrote all that because of what I said yesterday?

Harry: I did, i thought you would like it..

Louis: *giggles smiling* I thought it was cute. *notices a folded up paper in his front pocket* What's this? *takes it from his opening it; scans the title* Facts about me? *raises an eyebrow at him but reads it then folds it back up* You really went through all this trouble...?

Harry: I really did... just for you.

Louis: Why..?

Harry: Because I really like you...

Louis: I really like you too, Harry..

Harry: You hung up on me...

Louis: I was hurt... could you blame me?

Harry: *looks down* No....

Louis: *lifts his chin up looking in his eyes* But I really do like you... maybe we can start over..?

Louis: Did what..?

Harry: Pushed him away after sex...to protect him....

Louis: Oh..

Harry: Look how happy they are now... we could be them.

Louis: You can't be other people, Harry... but i'd like if we can just forget everything and maybe actually properly get to know each other. Then we'll go on from that. Sound fair?

Harry: Fine, fair. *smiles*

Louis: *smiles back; hears the 2nd warning bell ring* Shit! C'mon! *grabs his hand & they run off to first period*

Harry: *smiles* You're holding my hand.

Louis: Oh.. *blushes letting go as they reached the room*

Harry: I liked it... by the way.

Louis: *nods shyly & goes into the room*

*At Lunch*

Louis: *walking with his tray and gets slammed into a nearby wall*

Stan: Hey, love.

Louis: Leave me alone, Stan.

Stan: Shhh... it'll be okay

Harry: *walks over* Problem?

Louis: *squirms away from Stan*

Harry: *wraps his arms around Louis' waist* What happend babe?

Louis: Nothing.. just Stan being Stan.

Harry: Mine...

Louis: I'm okay.

Stan: I saw him first, technically.

Harry: YOU DON'T FUCKING TREAT HIM RIGHT!

Stan: He liked it when I fucked him.

Louis: *cringes*

Harry: I'm way better, and I actually care! Right, Louis?

Louis: Uh...

Harry: What?

Louis: Does it matter...?

Harry: I like the assurance...

Louis: Erm...

Harry: What?

Stan: He just likes me better that's all.

Louis: In your dreams, Lucas.

Stan: I do see you in my dreams, every night, you getting fucked underneath me like before.

Harry: *growls*

Louis: I'd never moan your name. What you did wasn't consentual. It was rape.

Stan: I enjoyed it.

Harry: *goes to lunge at him*

Louis: *holds him back* No, Harry, stop. He's not worth it.

Harry: He raped you!

Louis: I know, okay? But picking a fight won't solve anything.

Harry: Then let's call the cops.

Louis: *sighs* Harry...

Harry: NO! It's not an option anymore.

Louis: It's too late, there's no proof of it.

Harry: I saw the aftermath... I can be a witness.

Louis: *sighs* Fine..

Harry: Really? *smiles*

Louis: If it'll make you happy.

Stan: Lou, don't.

Louis: Give me one reason why I shouldn't.

Stan: I--I'm sorry...

Louis: Sorry won't erase what you did.

Stan: Lou, please! It'll ruin my life.

Louis: And you ruined mine, we'll be even.

Stan: Life in jail?! How is that a fair deal?

Louis: Not my problem.

Harry: *smiles* I like the way you're thinking.

Stan: Is there anything I can do to make you change your mind?...

Louis: No.

Stan: PLEASE!

Louis: Go suck an old man's dick.

Stan: *looks down*

Louis: And kiss my ass. *folds his arms and turns to walk away*

Harry: Babe he might want to-

Louis: Please, my ass is too glorious for that anyway. *walks off*

Harry: HEY WHAT ABOUT FOR ME?! *chases after him*

Louis: You might be an exception.

Harry: So I can kiss your ass?

Louis: On the condition that you take me out on a date first.

Harry: Fair.

Louis: *smiles*

*5 Months Later*

Harry: Ready to go to the motel?

Louis: *nods intertwining their hands* I really need a shower, I don't think lake water is good for you.

Harry: *laughs* Take one when we get there.

Louis: *nods and they get into Harry's car*

Harry: I missed you.

Louis: *laughs* Babe, we've been together practically the whole day already.

Harry: I still miss you...

Louis: *smiles* Me too. *leans over pecking his lips; wrinkles his nose pulling away* You taste like murky lake water...

Harry: *shrugs* Sorry, you still do this really cute thing with your nose.

Louis: *blushes* Let's just get to the motel, yeah?

Harry: Can I kiss your nose first?

Louis: *sighs dramatically* If you must.

Harry: Hey! I like your nose.

Louis: *giggles* I was kidding, of course you can.

Harry: *leans over pecking his nose* So cute.

Louis: *blushes*

Harry: I like your nose.

Louis: I noticed.

Harry: Problem?

Louis: Nope. *smiles* None at all.

Harry: *pulls up to the motel*

Louis: *gets out and gets their bags from the trunk*

Harry: Ready?

Louis: *nods*

*They get a room & get settled in taking showers*

Louis: *comes back out of the bathroom from his shower* I feel so much better now.

Harry: We should build a fort.

Louis: How? *sits down next to him on the bed*

Harry: Sheets.

Louis: Okay. *smiles*

Harry: Ready?

Louis: *nods*

Harry: *grabs all the sheets*

Louis: *helps him set it up*

Harry: Aw.

Louis: What..? *looks at him*

Harry: It's a cute fort.

Louis: Wow.. that's the first time i've heard you call somthing else cute besides me.

Harry: Hey! You are cute.

Louis: *giggles wrapping his arms around his neck as they go into the fort; kisses his lips softly* I was just teasing, babe.

Harry: I wanted more than a peck.

Louis: *laughs and kisses him again, longer*

Harry: *deepens the kiss pulling him closer*

Louis: *smiles a bit into it*

Harry: *pulls away* I like kissing you.

Louis: I like kissing you too. *pecks his lips* You know that drawing you showed me in your locker..?

Harry: Yeah?...

Louis: I drew it.. I didn't tell you 'cause I didn't wanna come off as creepy..

Harry: Baby... it's beautiful.

Louis: You think so? I could probably draw better now.

Harry: I think it's perfect.

Louis: *smiles and leans in kissing his lips softly; pulls away looking him in the eyes* I love you...

Harry: You do?...

Louis: *nods* I do..

Harry: I love you too...

Louis: *smiles* Really..?

Harry: Yes really.

Louis: *pounces onto him making him fall back*

Harry: *giggles* Hi.

Louis: *smiles more and kisses him*

Harry: *deepens*

Louis: *slips his tongue it*

Harry: *groans into his mouth

Louis: *smirks laughing a bit; tugs him closer by his neck*

Harry: *pulls away* No teassinggg.

Louis: *looks at him innocently* I did no such thing...

Harry: Did tooo.

Louis: Nooo.

Harry: Yess.

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: Why are you pouting?

Louis: I didn't tease..

Harry: You did.

Louis: Did not!

Harry: Diiddddd.

Louis: No! THIS is teasing. *grinds into him*

Harry: *gasps* Your ass...

Louis: What about it?

Harry: I--It's amazing

Louis: I know, love. *kisses his cheek then trail kisses down his neck*

Harry: Can I have it?...

Louis: *hums a bit thinking* Maybe... maybe not..

Harry: Mmmm, why?

Louis: *feels his hands go to his hips* Depends if you'll be good to it... meaning not too rough.

Harry: I'll be good...

Louis: Yeah, you'll be good?

Harry: Yeah...

Louis: Good. *kisses him hotly and tugs up his shirt to take it off*

Harry: *lifts his arms*

Louis: *pulls it off then kisses him again gentler this time*

Harry: *cups his cheek*

Louis: *smiles a bit then pulls away tugging off his own shirt*

Harry: So beautiful...

Louis: *leans back in kissing him softly*

Harry: *pulls him closer*

Louis: *trails his hands down to his trousers and slips his hand in coming straight to contact with flesh; mumbles against his lips* Naughty... not wearing any pants..

Harry: Mmmm.... I didn't wanna...

Louis: *strokes him gently then pulls his trousers down*

Harry: *gasps* Louis.

Louis: Hm? *strokes from the base to the tip and back*

Harry: That feels so good...

Louis: Good. *nips at his neck*

Harry: Mmmmm....

Louis: *stops pulling away from him, standing up, and slips off his sweatpants*

Harry: I can have you tonight?

Louis: *crawls up sitting on his lap; wraps his arms around his neck; pecks his lips softly*  Only if you want to.... we don't have to...

Harry: I really want you.

Louis: *nods* Okay...

Harry: I can have you right, with consent?

Louis: You're the only person i'd give consent to. *kisses him*

Harry: Only me?

Louis: Only you.

Harry: That makes me feel good

Louis: *smiles* Good. *kisses him again, deepening it*

Harry: *wraps arms around his waist*

Louis: *slips his tongue in again*

Harry: *battles with him for dominance*

Louis: *huffs when he dominates & pulls his tongue back in*

Harry: *pouts*

Louis: *pulls away* No fair.

Harry: Why no fair?

Louis: I wanted to dominate...

Harry: Whyyy?

Louis: 'Cause I wanted to.

Harry: Okayyy.

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: You can have control.

Louis: *hums lightly and kisses down his neck*

Harry: Mmm...

Louis: *nips on his collarbones*

Harry: Collarbone fetish?

Louis: Shush. *kisses him*

Harry: It's cute.

Louis: *whines grinding into him*

Harry: Nooo teasing

Louis: Then heeellp.

Harry: Whyyyy?

Louis: *pouts*

Harry: No pouting.

Louis: I don't like being mocked, thank you.

Harry: I like mocking.

Louis: Fuck you.

Harry: Nooo.

Louis: *hits his arm* Shut up!

Harry: I wanna fuck you.

Louis: Then do it already.

Harry: Then come here.

Louis: I'm already in your lap, smarts.

Harry: Kiss?

Louis: *kisses him*

Harry: *deepens the kiss slowly*

Louis: *moans into it*

Harry: There ya go..

Louis: *grinds down onto him*

Harry: Get me out of my trousers...

Louis: Then sit up.

Harry: *sits up slowly*

Louis: *suppresses a groan feeling his crotch press into his bum; quickly gets them off then kneads comfortably in Harry's bare lap*

Harry: Can I do it now?

Louis: Hm?

Harry: Let's get you out of your boxers.

Louis: *sits up a bit to take them off*

Harry: *helps him out of them*

Louis: *throws them on the floor off the bed*

Harry: You like our fort?

Louis: *nods* It's creative. *pulls him close connecting their lips*

Harry: *deepens the kiss; grabbing onto Louis' length*

Louis: *gasps a bit*

Harry: Gotcha.

Louis: *thrusts a bit into his hand; whines when Harry makes him still*

Harry: No moving, love.

Louis: Then doooo something.

Harry: Dooo what?

Louis: *hits his head* Don't mock me!

Harry: Fuck you?

Louis: *rolls his eyes*

Harry: i could.

Louis: *groans* Just do it already.

Harry: Ask me nicely.

Louis: *sighs* Please?

Harry: Okay, good.

Louis: Baby, please.. *nuzzles his neck nipping slightly*

Harry: Mmmm, ride me.

Louis: Help me..?

Harry: Innocent, babe?

Louis: I.. *blushes* I don't know what to do..

Harry: Just sit down on my cock, love.

Louis: *bites his bottom lip getting up on his knees then moves over so he was hovering above his cock; takes a breath before sliding down on it; squeezes his eyes shut from the stretching 'til he's all the way down*

Harry: *holds onto his hips*

Louis: Fuck, you're big...

Harry: You're doing so well at taking it, baby.

Louis: *hums at the praise and nips on his neck*

Harry: You also look really beautiful.

Louis: *blushes a bit; nips up his throat*

Harry: *lifts his hips up before pushing him back down*

Louis: *gasps* Shit..

Harry: Just like that, love.

Louis: *lifts himself up and pushes down letting out a soft moan*

Harry: There ya go...

Louis: *rolls his hips a bit making his toes curl*

Harry: *groans* Just like that...

Louis: *moans rolling his hips again and lifting*

Harry: That feels so good...

Louis: *lowers himself again* Fucking hell...

Harry: This better than Stan?

Louis: *stills his movements* What did you say..?

Harry: Nothing...

Louis: Harry.

Harry: Whatt?

Louis: What did you say?

Harry: Stan...

Louis: Harry, there's no way I enjoyed what Stan did to me... and I thought you let this go. He's in jail now. *leans down to him nuzzling his neck*

Harry: I just... I wanted your first time to be gentle and....

Louis: Harry.. it has been gentle. But bringing up Stan it's just... that's stupid. He's no way relevent to our situation right now.

Harry: I just wish I would've done something...

Louis: Babe, there's no way you could've known. The only way you can make it better though is to keep it in the past and not talk about it.

Harry:  I know but-

Louis: *presses a finger to his lips* No buts. Just forget, yeah? It's us now, only us.

Harry: I just care too much...

Louis: Shh.. shh, shhh.. no more of that talk, okay?

Harry: Fine, fair enough.

Louis: *smiles & pecks his lips sweetly* Thank you.

Harry: My Louis...

Louis: Yes, yours. *kisses him again*

Harry: *deepens the kiss gripping his hips pulling him up*

Louis: *moans softly we he was pulled down*

Harry: *pulls away from his lips* You like that.

Louis: *moans and nods*

Harry: Keep going, babe.

Louis: *rolls his hips lifting himself up then going back down*

Harry: You close?

Louis: *nods* You?

Harry: Really close....

Louis: *rolls his hips*

Harry: Oh, baby.... *groans* so close...

Louis: *lifts himself up again then goes back down*

Harry: *pants a bit before cumming*

Louis: *feels him cum then rolls his hips one more time before cumming himself, between their chests*

Harry: *nuzzles his neck* I love you.

Louis: *smiles softly blushing* I love you too, and this fort.

Harry: *laughs* Well I love everything about what happened.

Louis: Mm.. yeah. *pecks his lips* We should probably take a shower though...

Harry: Race ya?

Louis: *laughs & nods quickly getting out of the fort*

Harry: *runs towards the shower*

*The End*

Song Used: Introducing Me - Nick Jonas, Camp Rock 2: Final Jam