Forbidden Love

Timed Mission

HARRY'S POV

"Harry..." he moaned in a low and throaty voice. I like---no, love when he talks like that. It's almost like his sleepy tired voice, and that was pretty hot too.

It didn't take long before he started tugging on my hair, which was a little painful, and he could barely breathe properly.

"Shit, Harry, I-I'm close..." he breathed. I was glad to hear that.

I started to deepthroat him and he softly moaned with every breath. He started swearing under his breath and I knew he was nearing his climax.

He was still in my mouth when I heard my door open. I stopped in the middle of what I was doing and Louis seemed to stop breathing or something. The room was silent. I heard a bag rustle and then I took my mouth away. I bit my lip and looked to see the one person I would never think I'd have to explain this to. And that was none other than the one who gave me life.

My mum. And she looked totally shocked. Her cheeks were flushed and she had a bag in hand and her purse on her arm. I smiled at her.

"Hi, mummy, how are you?" I asked, trying to remain calm. Inside I was dying. Just hyperventilating and dying slowly from lack of oxygen on the inside. Didn't show it though.

"Uh, I am well...brought you something to eat." she said, coughing awkwardly at the end. I almost laughed. Dirty mind right now, oops.

"Did you?" I asked.

"Yes, but it, uh, looks like you're eating something else...this will be in the kitchen. Gemma and I will be in the kitchen." she said. She smiled awkwardly. "Hi Louis."

Damn, mom was good. I was hoping she wouldn't say anything about that.

"Hi Anne, you seem well." he said, sounding like he was trying not to laugh. I bit my lip to keep from laughing.

"Mhm...you look...busy."

I laughed, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I laughed really loud too. Louis laughed when I did. His was one of those breathless laughs, though. It was cute, nonetheless.

"You and Harold may join us in the kitchen whenever you're done here."

"Thank you Anne. Such a doll..." Louis said. I started laughing again. She went into her purse and threw something at me. I caught it and looked at her. It was a condom. She gave me a look and then left.

"Too late for this...." I said. She waved me off. Louis laughed and I started to leave, but he grabbed me.

"What the hell are you doing? Finish what you started, Styles." he said. I smiled and bit my lip before getting him back in the position we were just in and slowly taking his length into my mouth again. It wasn't long before I started to deepthroat him and he started moaning again. I reached for his hands and squeezed them gently, trying to signal him not to get any louder. I mean, my mom just walked in. I didn't want her to make any more surprise visits. Really gotta start locking my door.

"Harry..." he moaned after a while. I kept going and soon enough, he squeezed my hands tight and moaned kind of loud as he came in my mouth. I took my mouth away, swallowed, and then, with my right hand, I wiped my mouth and licked my thumb.

"To the kitchen?" I asked smugly. Louis looked at me and laughed breathlessly. I laughed and stood up.

We quickly got dressed and then went to the kitchen where my mom was whispering to Gemma about something. Gemma coughed and took a bite of her sandwich and my mom looked at me.

"Food?" I asked. Louis laughed, which made me laugh a bit. We both stopped when we realized my mom wasn't laughing.

"Didn't think you were hungry anymore..." Gemma laughed. Louis started laughing and I nudged him to let him know that it wasn't the time.

"We have to talk." My mom told me.

"Sure."

"I'm serious, Harry."

"Mhm, yep...me too, Mom."

"You know what, stop that."

I laughed, I couldn't hold it in anymore. Louis smacked me in the arm hard and I stopped.

"Ow..."

"I don't like these surprise visits."

I nudged Louis to signal him to say something. He caught on after a few nudges.

"Oh, uh, sorry...never again, Anne. You'll always be the first to know."

"I better be. Second of all, Harry, if this is happening, please get a sign..." She told me.

"Yeah, or get a room not in the house..." Gemma laughed. I rolled my eyes at her.

"Okay, a sign that says?"

"I'm fucking someone, don't come in unless you're paying me." Gemma said. I looked at her and she started laughing. "Oops, was I not supposed to say that?"

"Hush Gemma." My mom scolded. I chuckled and my mom gave me a look. Uh oh.

"Don't do that sign. If you make that sign, I'll--"

"Mommy, please dont hurt me." I whined, giving her a pouty face. She looked at me for a while before sighing.

"Harry, I just want you to be careful. And Louis is welcome to stay, only if he'd like."

I turned to look at him and he looked at me.

"I didn't bring anything to really stay..." He shrugged.

"You could wear some of mine?" I suggested. He gave me a look and I pouted again. This pouting thing was getting me places.

"I guess I could. A weeks time won't hurt."

"It's settled then." My mom said. "Now eat your food...this food not---"

"Yeah, I got it mom..." I mumbled. She nodded and then she walked away to her room. I went to get my sandwich and Gemma kept looking at me.

"What the hell do you want?" I asked.

"Nothing...just want to know if it hurt..."

"You suck."

"Actually---"

"Don't. Just stop talking." I told her. She started laughing.

"OTP!" She yelled.

"What?" Louis asked, not understanding that she was talking about us. I shook my head.

"Ignore this." I told him. She scoffed.

"I'm not a this, I'm Gemma."

"Sorry about that."

"Harry!"

I pulled Louis along to my room and then I got the idea.

"Wanna watch a movie?" I asked him. He smirked at me.

"You know I do."