BUTTERFLY EFFECT🦋 (L.S.) [finished]

CHAPTER 10

'Are you sure you're ready to do this? Like sure, sure?'

Louis was shaking, he had been restless all morning, getting more nervous as lessons went on and the audition time approached. He could fight people twice his size without flinching and yet here he was, trembling because of a play audition. But there was more to it, he had to kiss the boy he liked, shit he liked a boy, in front of the whole class. And they had to play these so crazy for each other lovers when he didn't even know if Harry liked him back. Sure, they had become friends and were messing around a bit, but...

'Lou, it's alright if you've changed your mind, I swear.'

'No, no, I'm just a little bit nervous, but I'm alright, let's do this.'

Harry took Louis into his arms, hugging him and kissing his fluffy hair that seemed lighter today. What he didn't know is that the cuddle just got Louis worse, a walking mess of nerves and feelings.

'Good morning everybody! I can't wait to see every performance for today, I'm so excited!'

Miss Maples got the class to sit on the pillows in the floor silently.

'Let's see... we'll start with... Mr. Styles? And who is your partner? Mr. Tomlinson? Wonderful! The stage is yours.'

Harry took Louis' hand, reassuring him,  looking him in the eyes, all the forests in the world holding up in there, giving him the strenght.

HARRY
If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

Harry was already doing so good, Louis hesitated a bit but took a deep breath.

LOUIS
Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers’ kiss.

Harry's hand was warm against his, strong yet soft.

HARRY
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?

LOUIS
Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.

Louis was completely lost in Harry's gaze, his long almond curls framing his jaw, his lips slightly apart before he started the next sentence.

HARRY
O then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do.
They pray: grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

Harry felt that this was getting extremely intimate, like this was not appropiate for anyone to witness except themselves.

LOUIS
Saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake.

Louis voice was not shaking anymore, but was decisive, deep and velvety. Harry got closer to him, placing his hands at the small of his back, bringing him in.

HARRY
Then move not while my prayer’s effect I take.
[He kisses him]

Harry brushed Louis lips with his own gently.

Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.

LOUIS
Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

HARRY
Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again.

Louis' eyes were darker, sparkly, needy, he grabbed Harry's neck and leaned in passionately. Harry strenghtening his grip and getting lost in Louis' lips.

LOUIS
You kiss by th’ book.

Said Louis almost wishpering it to his ear.

They stood still for a second, carmin cheeks, uneven breaths, before they realised the whole class was cheering and applauding for them.

They smiled and bowed awkardly.

'So our idea was to upgay the play, and call it Romeo and Julio and, well it was Harry's idea which is amazing...' Louis rambling was stopped abruptly.

'You're selling and I'm buying. Come on class, let's make some noise for Mr. Styles and Mr. Tomlinson, who just made the leads of our play, Romeo and Julio!'

The class continued to cheer, Lottie, Zayn and Liam's screams inundating the room. Louis hugged Harry, lifting him off the ground.

'You got the lead! Like you wanted to!'

'So did you dumbass, oof you're strong.'

'Oh shit you're right, I'm so screwed, I have the hardest time memorizing things oh shit, I'm gonna be a nightmare, my mum's gonna be crazy about this, oh shit...'

'Everything's gonna be alright, I promise.'

'Then why do you look so worried?'

'Cause you're still holding me, and although I like it, I appreciate my life.'

But Louis' stomach told him there was something else in there, he'd have to ask later.

***

'Wow that was amazing Louis, we didn't know you were such an actor!'

'Yeah, last star role you had was a tree in kindergarden and you did an awful job because you wouldn't stop moving.'

Zayn and Liam would mock him endlessly from now on.

'But we're so proud, mate.'

'Yeah, no shit, and that kiss... huh someone's been practicing, ey?

'Well actually, the other day something happened...'

'YOU GOT LAID! WE KNEW IT! Liam screamed.

'Shush you psycho! No... not yet at least? I got head... and have him head...' Louis was slightly blushing.

'That's amazing! How was it?'

'It was supernice actually!'

'Were you safe? Do we have to give you the talk?'

'Oh umm... actually we weren't.'

'Oh gosh, Zayn, we gotta give him the talk.' Liam sighs.

'Okay, safe gay sex 101 with Ziam! Let's see, always do everything with a condom, yes, everything means blowies too you little shit, unless it's agreed to not have any other partners and in that case get tested before for STDs, once you're cleared, good to go!'

'Yeah, and do you know how to douche? Wait are you a top or a bottom? Do we need to touch the butt stuff? Always have lots of lube...'

'Lads I love you, but you're being unbelievably graphic right now... but yeah thanks I needed the talk I think. I'll talk about it with him... on the butt thing...'

The bell anouncing the end of the lunch break just rang.

'Saved by the bell Tommo! We'll continue later...'

'... On safe gay sex with Ziam 102!' Zayn ended the sentence.

'I hate you.'

The three lads laughed and got to class.

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Hi everyone! How are you doing? Thoughts on this chapter?
Love,
Leo x