A Not So Fun Fair (L.S.)

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Harry held onto the railing in the little Ferris wheel wagon with tears in his eyes. He ended up saying 'no' to trying to win the teddy bear. But he was determined to take it home to Carrot today. That meant, he was still trying to come up with phrases. Maybe he could go back later and try.

But what if the boy from the booth was a really mean person? What if he was going to embarrass himself?

"You alright?" Louis whispered to Harry who sat there with slouched shoulders. He nodded and focused on pushing away the crankiness he could feel coming up. He wanted nothing more than to be little and cry for the teddy bear.

"Sure?" Louis asked again. This time, Harry looked up and as he saw the worried look on his face he couldn't hold it back anymore. He hid his face behind his arms and began full on sobbing. He could hear Edward groan but couldn't care less. He wanted the teddy.

"Oh no! It's okay, come here" Louis said and was quick to scoop the boy up and place him on his lap, so he was straddled by him. Harry leaned forward and cried into Louis' neck while the latter rubbed his back up and down in a comfortable matter. "It's okay. It's gonna be okay" he whispered into the boy's ear repeatedly .

"What's happening?" Zayn asked and turned to Edward, who shrugged although he knew the answer very well. He hoped Harry wasn't going to embarrass him by actually slipping.

That didn't seem to be the case though because when Harry stopped crying, he just stayed silent. Even when Louis asked if he wanted to talk about it, he stayed silent. He only wanted to cuddle and be in the arms of Louis. They provided all the comfort he didn't have the last eighteen years, which meant he was starving.

The Ferris wheel came to a stop and the boys got off to walk back to drink some shots once again. When they had finished their shots though, they decided to stay a little longer and order some cocktails since no one had been affected by the alcohol.

They took a seat at one of the tables and Harry just watched as they talked. He felt left out. He felt like this one person everyone pretended to like but in reality everyone talked bad about them. Understanding that he had no choice other than to sit here and wait, he leaned back. Until he felt a tingle in his bladder.

His limbs tensed once again at the thought of walking through the huge crowd of people, then entering the toilets and having everyone staring at him. He'd rather pee his pants than going there alone. But maybe - maybe Louis would come.

He carefully lifted his arm to tap Louis' shoulder with his finger. Louis responded to the gentle touch by turning his head towards Harry and asking: "What is is, lovely?". Harry bit his lip, thinking this was a stupid idea but then something else inside him said to just go for it, so he whispered: "I have to pee".

Louis nodded and looked around until he spotted the tiny house. He pointed at it and said: "There are the toilets. I don't think you have to pay. You can just go".

Harry's fake smile fell. He stared into Louis' eyes, silently pleading to come with him but he didn't seem to catch the message which caused a heavy sigh to leave Harry's mouth. "Will you come with me, please?".

Louis looked at his half finished Ginger Ale before nodding and pushing the chair back to get up. The smile returned to Harry's face and he got up excitedly too. Louis and he left the table and walked right into the crowd.

People were rude, inconsiderate and loud. All of it scared Harry, so he grabbed Louis' left hand out of instinct. He didn't realize what he had done until he felt Louis squeeze their hands. What Harry didn't see though, was Louis smiling down on their intertwined hands.

His eyes widened and a blush formed on his cheeks but he made no move to pull his hand away. When they reached the door of the house, Louis let go of Harry's hand and said: "I'll wait here".

These words caught Harry more off guard than people would think. He pouted and said: "But you said you would come with me". Louis was surprised by Harry's words. "B-But I did come with?".

"No. Please come with me. I'm scawed" Harry pleaded and took a hold of Louis' hands again. He walked into the house and walked to the men restroom, pulling Louis behind. Then, he pulled him further - into the cabin.

"A-Are you sure about this?" Louis asked, slightly surprised by how comfortable the boy seemed to be with him. Harry nodded and locked the door. He put his hands on his belt quickly, having to go really bad and tried to undo it but it just wouldn't work and he started whining.

"Hold on, let me help you" Louis offered and pried Harry's hands away to help him undo the belt. "There you go" he smiled when the belt hung loosely from the loops in his trousers.

Harry then proceeded to tug down his trousers, along with his underwear and sat down on the toilet.

"Will you hold my hand, please? I'm scared to pee in public" Harry whimpered and held his hand out for Louis to take, who did Harry the favour of providing comfort. He was done quickly and let go of Louis' hand to pull his trousers back up before flushing the toilet.

Once again, he struggled with his belt and looked at Louis with a pout. "Help pwease?"

This time, Harry didn't even notice his little slip but instead watched as Louis worked his fingers to do his belt. "Too tight?" he asked when he was finished but Harry shook his head 'no'. He did a great job then.

They unlocked the door and walked to the sinks, where Louis had to help Harry roll up his sleeves so they wouldn't get wet. After Harry and Louis made sure they had clean hands, Louis smiled "Let's go, little monkey" and intertwined their hands to walk back to the other boys.