Heartbreaker ~ Larry Stylinson {English}

37. You make me do stupid things...

Songs for this chapter:

Julia Michaels - Don't Wanna Think

~ Pov Louis ~ 

It's late. The doctor left a few minutes ago and so did I. I need to get out, let off steam, breathe. The doctor convinced my father to have his hand sewn. But I couldn't watch it, knowing that something completely different is wrong.

I ring the bell. The door opens immediately. Raindrops fall to the ground past my body.

"Louis?" Harry frowns at me. And tears fall down my skin on my clothes. Can you tell the difference?

Harry gently reaches out to me and entwines our fingers. "Come in. You will get another cold if you stand there in the rain." He pulls me in and closes the door behind him. My hand is still in his. He comes to stand in front of me.

"Are your parents home?" He shakes his head.

"No." He bites his lip. "Are you okay?" I look at him and he frowns. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Kiss Me."

"What?"

"Kiss me. Distract me. Do something. Please."

He nods and swallows the lump in his throat. "Okay." His voice ends in a whisper when his lips touch mine. He kisses me softly, as if I could break at any moment. It feels that way too. I'm exhausted.

"Louis..." He pulls back. My eyes remain closed. I shake my head.

"Distract me."

"Louis." I look at him pleadingly.

"Please. I need it. I need you."

His fingers slide along my jawline. "Come upstairs. You're going to take a shower first and put on some dry clothes. Otherwise you'll get sick." I sigh but let him guide me upstairs. He pulls me into the bathroom and locks the door. The shower starts and he comes to stand in front of me. He puts his hands on my hips and grabs my soggy sweater. He pulls it over my head and throws it on the ground. He gives a short kiss on my lips and I close my eyes as he continues to my pants, until everything is on the floor.

He turns away, as if he doesn't want to look at me. He coughs for a moment. "I uh... I'll leave you alone now. I've put some clothes on the closet. I'll wait in my room." He puts his hand on the handle.

"Harry." He stops. I take his hand and pull him towards me. Harder than expected, his nose almost touches mine. "Stay here, stay with me." I take his shirt in my hands and look him. As if his eyes were nodding, I pull the piece of cloth from his body until his clothes cover the ground.

I pull him into the shower. The warm water flows past us. His hands on my hips, my fingers in his hair.

"How are you feeling?" I swallow and look at him.

"Scared." His tongue slides over his lower lip.

"Scared of what?" I sigh and shake my head.

"I don't want to think about it." He frowns.

"Louis-"

"Please Harry." He nods.

"Okay."

"Just let me forget. Let me forget everything." He nods again.

"Okay."

Whispers to my skin. Reluctant lips against the trembling of mine. Eyes closing, hiding tears, thoughts blank. Everything free. No fear, no fear of anything. No one here, just us. Now.

He kisses me and gently pushes me against the cold tiles. "I want to learn," I sigh in his neck. He chuckles and looks at me with a smile.

"What? Math? French?" I shake my head and laugh. I turn and push him against the wall.

"No. I want you to teach me something else." He bites his lip when I take him in my hand. "Is that okay for you?" I ask to be sure. He smiles and nods.

"Kiss Me." I chuckle.

"Got romantic all of a sudden?"

"You make me do stupid things..." I press my lips to his and kiss him. His lips, the corners of his mouth, his jawline, neck. Every bit of his skin, until I land on my knees.

My lips caress the dark short hairs on his stomach. His fingers caress my jawline. I look up at him. He nods. "It's okay. Do what feels right." I bring my lips to him but he interrupts me. "But!," He smiles, "don't bite me!" I roll my eyes and smile.

"Then shut up or I'll really do it." He rolls his tongue over his lips.

"I'm already shutting up. Go ahead."

I bring my lips towards him, give him a brief touch and withdraw. I take it in my hand and gently move up and down, bringing my lips closer again. I touch it, let my tongue slide over him for a moment. Harry sighs with pleasure. I close my eyes and slowly take each part of him into my mouth, piece by piece. My lips are around him. My tongue slips past him and I gently move my head to the same rhythm as my hand.

His groans mingle with the running water. Drops end up on my skin. I moan softly when he touches my throat for a moment. He entwines his fingers in my hair and pulls it. I speed up my pace. He speeds up his breathing.

"Look at me." I open my eyes and look up at him. He bites his lip hard and wails his head against the wall. I try to take more and more of his body. Until my nose almost touches his skin. Out of pleasure he thrusts his hips briefly, making me gag.

"Sorry," he says quickly before stopping. I immediately shake my head, telling him to keep going. Gently he thrusts again, and again, and again... Until he keeps a brisk pace and we both groan. I slide my hand down my thigh and hold myself in my other hand. His sighs and thrusts bring me closer and closer in a short time.

"Louis-" He interrupts his own sentence with groans and sighs. "Louis stop. I-I'm going to-" I nod and see what he means. I remove my lips from him and get up. I push my body against his and my lips along his jawline. He grabs me while I keep pushing him further.

"Me too," I sigh into his neck. I kiss his lips and close my eyes. We groan at each other when we cross our limits. Panting, I lean against him.

"Thank you."

Thanks, I forgot everything for a moment.

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I'm starting to love Harry :(