I Am In Fact Gay (l.s.)

five

*smút*

Authors note: I s2g wattpad is so salty I just wanted to post my chapter with a scene In it dammit.

When Louis woke up the next morning, he had the worst headache ever. He knew he was hungover when he felt the sudden urge to throw up.

He stared at Harry who was lying next to him. Louis brushed Harry's hair, before he noticed the dried come stain right around his butterfly tattoo.

Louis then looked down at his díck and saw the cóndom that was wrapped around him. He rolled his eyes before making his way to the bathroom and throwing up. He rinsed his mouth with water before going downstairs. Bottles of beer were all over the counter and the floor. Louis poured himself a cup of water and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his coat. He then went back into Harry's warm bed.

Harry was still laying there, soft snores leaving his mouth. He lit up his cigarette and he took a drag. Louis sat there admiring Harry's beauty before Harry woke up.

"Oh, look who's awake?" Louis chuckled.

Harry smiled at Louis fondly before coughing a little bit.

"Sorry," Louis mumbled.

Harry laid his head on Louis' chest while Louis ran his fingers through Harry's hair.

"We can't keep doing this, Harry." Louis said, fingers still in Harry's hair.

"Why not?" Harry asked sighing.

"I'm straight." Louis protested.

Harry got out of his bed, and slipped on his black trousers. Louis may or may not have stared at Harry's arse when he had gotten up.

"You're not straight." Harry said returning to his bed, shirtless.

"Excuse me?" Louis said taken back by his comment.

"I said you're not straight." Harry said raising his voice.

"I am straight, Harry styles. Don't tell me otherwise." Louis said annoyed as he lit up another cigarette.

"You're not straight if you keep kissing me and having sèx with me!" Harry screamed.

"If you're straight then stop acting like you aren't." Harry whispered.

Louis had no words. He didn't know what His feelings for Harry were. He didn't know why he kept kissing Harry or why they kept having sęx.

"I know you think of me," Harry said crawling up next to Louis.

"N-no I don't" louis stuttered.

"Do You think of me when you touch yourself?" Harry asked, sliding his hand down his Louis' trousers.

Harry's nonchalant tone began to infuriate Louis.

"You're getting hard." Harry mumbled, sliding his hand down Louis' thigh.

"Bastard." Louis thought.

Harry's hand then wrapped around Louis' semi-hård, and he began pumping him.

Louis shifted a bit at the dryness, but he managed. Harry then spit in his palm, getting Louis wet.

He then sat on his knee's while pulling down Louis' trousers down all the way. Louis could feel Harry's hot breath only a few inches away from him. He thrusted up, begging to get impatient.

"Please," Louis whimpered.

Harry then got up and sat next to him.

"Sorry, love, but I can't." Harry smiled.

"Why?" Louis said, voice cracking.

"You said you were straight, I don't want to mess with your sexuality." Harry giggled.

"Please, Harry. Hurts." Louis whined.

Harry looked at Louis for a while and Louis whimpered.

Harry then got into the same position and he sunk his head down.

He took all of Louis into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks trying to give Louis the best pleasure.

"Fúcking shit." Louis moaned in approval, throwing his head back.

Harry licked the side of his dìck, before bringing him back into his mouth. His tongue licked a flat strip over the head, tasting the pre-cóme.

Louis shut his eyes, feeling closer and closer to his realease.

"Harry, get off." Louis said.

"Love your mouth but I need something tighter." Louis said, rubbing his erection.

Harry pulled down his trousers, before grabbing the lubricant and rubbing it around his hole. He didn't need to be opened since he was still fine from last night. Louis then grabbed a cóndom, sliding it on. He then grabbed the lube applying it to the còndom before he went inside of Harry.

"Fucking shit baby you're so tight." Louis moaned.

"Fuck I love you." Louis moaned closing his eyes.

Harry raised his hips, before sliding back down again. It wasn't important for him to come, what was important was that Louis should come undone.

Louis then trusted up into Harry like a maniac. He finally came when he realised Harry had came, and he was clenching around him.

Harry got off of Louis, rolling his eyes. He thought Louis was pathetic. Louis claimed that he wasn't gay, but he just had sèx with a person of the same gender.

"I'm still straight though," Louis said. "I was caught up in the moment. I don't really feel that way about you."

"It didn't mean anything, Harry. I just needed a realease." Louis said nudging him.

"Whatever." Harry said.

"I don't love you Harry. I'm straight." Louis said again.

"I fucking know already, Louis. You don't need to fucking repeat it." Harry said raising his voice.

"I will not become your fuck buddy if you have no feeling towards me. And you said it yourself that you're straight." Harry added.

"I won't continue having sèx with a pathetic person who won't even admit that he is possibly attracted to boys." Harry said, before leaving his room.

He left Louis all alone and speechless.

Harry had thought he had been a little harsh to Louis, but he needed to hear the truth. Harry didn't want to have sèx with Louis if it was meaningless. He thought you should have sèx with someone who had great meaning to you.

He left his house, leaving Louis there. Harry went out for a drive wanting to clear his mind.

Louis lay naked in Harry's bed. All those words Harry had said to him were right. He was pathetic. He was using a man for his own pleasures.

He grabbed his phone from the counter, dialing niall's number.

After the 3rd ring, the Irish lad answer.

"How do I know if I'm gay?"