Secret Lovers *not finishing*

Chapter 15, Be Mine

Harry's Pov.

When Louis was brought home he didn't really say much to me. I would ask him whats wrong and he would reply with the same word every time "Tired." is all he said. I would roll my eyes and walk off and just ignore it, thinking he was actually tired. But it really started to bug me, and it sort of hurt to. I mean what did I do?

A week after Louis as been home

"Louis?" I ask, as we are sitting on the couch watching football. "What." He mumbles not turning to look at me. "Why have you been avoiding me lately? Did I do something?" I ask hurt in my voice. He finally looks at me and his eyes drop and he bites his lower lip. "Sort of." He mutters and keeps his eyes locked with mine. My heart cracks when he says that and I try to think of what I could have done to make him think that. "What did I do?" I question him and scoot closer, but he swiftly gets off the couch and glares at me. "Hm oh I don't know hook up with a nurse or maybe hook up with a girl when I was asleep, look for yourself." He hisses and throws a magazine at my face. "I'm going to bed, bye." he mumbles and walks angrily up the stairs. I wince as I hear his door slam and I grab the magazine to see what he was talking about.

I know already as I see the front cover. It was me and Melany, my nurse.. well his nurse to. We were hugging and having coffee together and the front page wrote. Harry's New Girlfriend? I Think Yes! "Oh no." I mutter and throw the article to the ground. "No, he can't think that- I'm dating her!" I yell and throw the closest pillow next to me. "Ugh." I say and run up the stairs to see him. "Lou." I whisper and as I get closer, I can hear soft sobs coming from him. My heart sinks as I walk in and see him bundle up on his bed, crying.

"Louis, BooBear. I'm not dating her. I promise." I whisper and sit on the bed and run my fingers through his soft, brown hair. "Then-Then explain the photo." He stutters and contunies to cry. "Louis, I told you we were just talking. Were friends, I don't even really think were friends to be honest. We were just chatting. Come here." I whisper and bring him into my lap.

I move his hair swept across his face and brush it back so I can see his beautiful eyes. "Harry?" he asks and sniffles. "Yes?" "Can I try something?" he finally locks eyes with me and I can see a small grin appear on his face. "Anything." I whisper back. "Promise you wont run." "Pinky promise." I say and smile. I feel his hand run up my spine and his fingers lock with my curls. I gulp, already knowing what was going to happen. I smile and pull him closer and he sits up so were face to face. "Don't run this time." He whispers. He leans closer and I finally pull him in. My arm linked around his neck and our lips touch. Oh my god, I'm kissing him I think. Our lips were perfectly in sync and his lips, so tender and soft; yet rough and me wanting more. I pull his body closer and and I swiftly graze my tongue on his lower lip asking for an entrance and wanting to gain dominance.

Our tongues explore each others mouth's and I can taste a sweet mint in his mouth with a hint of black tea. I start to get rougher and bite his lower lip and he moans at the touch, which gets me wanting more. I flip him so I'm hovering over him and I smirk. He grabs my neck and pulls me down again and he shoves his tongue in the back of my throat, making me let out a little moan as well. I chuckle "You aren't getting control." I growl and kiss his jawline and make my way next to his ear; I nibble on his earlobe making he whimper "Harry." I chuckle and kiss down his throat and stop midsection.

I gently kiss each spot on the side of his neck until he moans again, telling me I found his sweet spot. I put my lips there and barely part them, letting my tongue slide against it, making him shiver. I then begin to nibble on his skin and he says my name, which makes me even more anxious. I kiss it again and suck his skin gently but get rougher with each moan and grunt that escaped his lips. I finally pull away and smile at the spot that I left on his neck. He giggles "Proud eh Styles?" I roll my eyes and lean down and gently kiss his lips. Feeling a spark once again and feeling the softness of his lips. "I'm not running this time." I whisper. He looks up and whispers back "Good, because I don't want to chase any longer."

We just lay there in each other arms. The only sound was are breathing and hums that came from Louis. I smile as I glance down and notice he was already looking up at me. "Well." He whispers. "Well, I guess I'll just ask you." I tease and put my finger to his nose and kiss his forehead. He smiles brightly and I can tell he knew what I was going to ask.

"Be mine, forever." I whisper and his smile is bigger than before. He just nods, clearly speechless and just continues to cuddle into my chest.