loucifer ✔

six

It's been an hour of nothing but walking.

If he wasn't in public right now he would've at least been on a man hunt or throwing things around, purposely breaking them.

"Oh my god.." Louis mumbled

"Ha, long time no see Lou!" The boy around Louis' age said, plastering a wide sunshine smile across his face.

"Heeey Niall.." He dragged out, Niall was the first boy Louis ever had sex with, Niall was fourteen and Louis was fifteen, Niall knew what to do while Louis' resources were gay porn sites and sex Ed classes. They were good for a while until Louis decided to have a older man bury himself inside of Louis on the couch, Niall had the key to Louis' house and could walk in and out as he pleased, that day he walked in at the wrong time. At seventeen Niall was forced to move by his mother who didn't like Louis' kinks and Louis learned to not give a fuck about relationships, but only for the sex..good butt sex.

"How've you been, man?" Niall said softly hitting his arm, such a habit he still hasn't gotten over yet.

"I've been..loose" Louis says with a smug look in his face, recalling how Harry's large member stretched him out.

"I'm taking that sexually." Niall responded, chuckling.

"So, you moved down here..to this snooty ass place?" Louis asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You did too." Niall chuckles

"I was forced against my will to come here, woke up one morning with everything in boxes." Louis shrugged, Louis' mom knew him too well, if she were to tell him they're moving he would throw a hissy fit and unpack all boxes himself, he wouldn't move for another hour which came to the conclusion if them not moving for at least another year.

"Still have that little 'thing' going on?" Niall said, air quoting the word thing referring to Louis' kinks. Niall may be slow but he sure has a good memory and God, he forgot how annoying Niall could get with his questions.

Louis was about to answer, but spots a faded scratch under the boy's right eye, a thin faded red and purple line came down to his cheek bone, which made Louis remember what Niall did to make him happy, he sacrificed his pain just for Louis' own pleasure.

"Y-yeah.." He mumbled looking down, feeling something rare..guilt. He nodded to himself and looked up at Niall he still had that God-Loving smile on his face, "give me your number so we can y'know catch up." Niall nodded as they traded phones putting their own silly names as the ID.

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"So, I saw my ex boyfriend today." Louis said as he helped his mother cut up lettuce and tomato on the wooden cutting bored. She looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Really? How's he doing?" Jay said, she's always been a fan of Niall sometimes it makes Louis think she would prefer him as a son instead.

"He's fine, I got his number." Louis replied, sliding the chopped food to the other side of his plate.

"Text him and tell him I said hey." She said, placing all of her chopped foods in the sizzling pan.

"Do you really think I'm going to text him first just to tell him you said hey?" Louis chuckled and scoffed, aside from being a bitchy brat towards his birth giver times like these he appreciates the most. He loves helping her make dinner and joking around with her. She laughed along with him and the doorbell ruined their moment.

"Louis please.." She pouted, Louis rolled his blue eyes and walked towards the door in defeat, "thank you boo bear!" He heard her call from the kitchen.

He opened the door and there stood Harry, with his glossy red eyes.

He wasn't crying.

He looked high as hell.

"What." Louis said with a dry tone, obviously uninterested in Harry's shit.

"Where the fuck were you?" He growled, fucking growled.

"Mum, I'll be back in a few minutes!" He pushed Harry aside the door so his mother wouldn't see the two.

"Where you going baby?" She asked.

"I'll just be outside for a minute, I'll be back to season the chicken." He explained, "don't touch the chicken mum!" He shouted before walking out.

"Okay what?" Louis asked again

"Where the fuck were you?" Harry grit through his teeth.

"Walking around..why do you care? You were having your dick sucked so that should be enough to occupy you." Louis said, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest, such a habit of his.

"She didn't blow me off you fucking div!" Harry shouted, all Louis responded with was a slap to the the man's face, a quick instinct to show how upset and sexually frustrated he was.

Harry turned his head and you could see the red print under the dim light, which made Louis slightly aroused, fuck he looks so good with that red mark on his face..

"You're high." He said shakily.

"I'm not." He tried sounding stern, but it made his accent much thicker and his words slur even more.

"You suck at lying, go home." Louis said, Harry grabbed Louis' wrist and pushed him against the house, Louis liked this, but he would like it better if Harry was hurt, even if he wasn't in the mood the fantasies always seemed to control him.

"I rather take you home with me instead.." He whispered in the boy's ear, Louis could smell the whiskey on his breath.

"Wait out here.." He responded, before slipping out of the grip and into his house. Harry pulled Louis back and kissed Louis deeply, swiping his tongue across Louis' bottom lip. Louis whimpered and stepped back.

"I'm getting hard. Hurry up." Harry ordered, sitting down on the steps of the porch.

"Yes..daddy.." Louis seductively whispered, looking back at Harry and walking into the house.