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[ the hand, jesus the fucking HAND ]

texting thread:

louis: Ashton ?

daddy: yea :)

louis: omfg you did not just put your name as daddy..

daddy: omfg I did!

louis: we literally just met and we're already being sexual towards each other.

Louis put his phone down and looked out of the window, to see Harry's house next door. He doesn't feel comfortable for somewhat reason, Louis usually up for dirty texting, he was being a hypocrite and that's one thing he didn't like. He guessed there should be a reason to flirt with Ash, seemed like Harry didn't accept that Louis gets off to pain..he needs someone to do that for him, but also Harry has a lot of money, that's a big turn on.

"What. The. Fuuck" he dragged out, flinging himself back against his queen sized bed, but accidentally hitting his head. It hurt, but Louis liked it.

He needed that small bit of sexual frustration out, so what?

.

"Hello?" Louis whispered into his phone, someone called him at school like a dumb ass and he swears if a teacher takes his phone he's gonna go fuck the teacher and whoever called him up.

"Doll!" Goddamn it harry, and Louis thought he was the clingy one. Harry just takes the cake and ice cream.

"Why the fuck are you calling me during school? I'm gonna get in trouble."

"I kinda miss you being here." He could sense that Harry's pouting over the phone, he rolled his eyes, and peaked at the teacher who was probably too busy Facebook-ing.

"We live right next door to each other!" Louis whispered loudly. He's not going to say he likes this because he doesn't, this happens all the time with the men he sleeps with, they get a bit too clingy for his liking, he really was like a mystical power created by the devil himself, he almost killed someone for pleasure and they still ran back to him.

"Harry are you doing what I think you're doing?" Louis said, snapping out of his trance.

All he got was a groan.

"Bye, daddy." He whispered in the most flirtatious way he could and then hung up, probably leaving Harry flushed .

He turned around to see Ashton giggling and staring at him, he can't resist someone like that, from the looks of Ashton's car and his accessories Louis could come to conclusion that Ashton is wealthy enough to get him whatever he desires. Louis never realized how dirty he looks when he stares at people, the way he's looking at Ashton, the man would actually think he wants to ride the fuck out of him (which he in fact does.)

daddy: I think I like you :P

louis: I think I like me too

daddy: new type of rejection? Hurts , but it's cute lol.

louis: I like you too...daddy?

daddy: kiss me

louis: let's wait

daddy: ;) kay babe.

Louis looked up at Ashton who was grinning at his phone like an idiot, looking at him gave Louis a feeling deep in his gut, something he doesn't normally feel, sometimes with Harry but a little more real. What was it called? Like? Crush? What?!

Louis was most definitely crushing on Ashton.

Oh, but what about Harry?

He's only for sex, he won't mind. Louis thought, not realizing he was smirking, Ashton's more fun, plus he'll see him everyday in the same classes. They can do everything together, study..ha funny joke Lou, eat together, sit by each other-

Louis can't literally be planning for their future relationship..wait! There is no relationship! He doesn't date! He screams in his head.

"I don't date." He whispers to himself, tugging at his feathered hair.

"I can change that." Ashton said, standing in front of his desk he didn't realize they were being released, "so how bout that kiss?" Ashton smirked and Louis just nodded as he stood to reach Ashton, who was quite taller then him.

"Touch me.." Louis whispered, inching closer to Ashton who was close to kissing him, Ashton reached for Louis' bum and squeezed it, then latching his pink lips onto Louis' sparkly glossy ones. Louis broke away from the kiss and whispered in Ashton's parted mouth, smirking

"Hey.." Louis mumbled, rubbing his thumb over Ashton's bottom lip.

"Ever had a twink bent over in a supply closet?"

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