Larry smut

We Act like Nothing Is Wrong to Avoid What's in Front of Us

⚠️by 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙞𝙨 on ao3

⚠️summary:

Louis sends nudes meant for Harry to the wrong person on accident. Harry finds out. Rough sex ensues.

⚠️words: 4179

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Harry shoves Louis face first onto their bed, annoyance flowing through his veins. 

“What the fuck, Louis? Really?” Harry watches Louis scoot up the bed and away from him, wrapping his arms around his knees when he reaches the pillows. He looks both sheepish and a little turned on.

Louis bites his lip and shakes his head, tucking it into his folded legs. Harry gets even more aggravated, not being able to see Louis’ beautiful blue eyes. He frowns and gets closer to the bed. 

“So what, huh?” Harry scoffs and grabs Louis’ thin arm. “You’re just going to ignore me? Pretend like you didn’t fucking send Liam nudes?” He’s so angry it’s practically radiating off of him. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and instead of spending it happily somewhere with his boyfriend, here he was telling his boy off for being careless.

Louis whimpers softly and if Harry was a weaker man he would probably let up a bit. But in all honesty, he’s not so he keeps going. 

“Keep whining Louis. That’s not getting you out of anything this time around, darling .” He says it condescendingly, purposely digging at Louis as much as he can. It’s a little bit cruel, maybe, but he doesn’t appreciate being made a fool of by his boyfriend of three years.

This causes Louis to finally speak up. “You know it wasn’t on purpose,” he sniffs, using his sweater sleeve to wipe at the tears dripping off his nose. “And I already apologized to you and Liam deleted the pictures. I’m so sorry .” He looks genuinely remorseful- his teary eyes and pouty lips the perfect picture of regret.

Harry doesn’t like that answer at all. He looks at Louis and gets so mad that he has to completely turn his back and ignore the subsequent sob that comes from Louis as a result. Deep down he gets that Louis would never purposely betray him like that, but just knowing that one of Louis' closest friends saw such an intimate picture of his boyfriend makes him completely, irrationally angry.

It’s been a few hours since the entire thing began. He had been out with his thesis advisor, working out the kinks of his topic when his phone buzzed. He quickly glanced at it, thinking it was just his mother not knowing he was busy, but it was much, much worse than that.

It had been a text from Liam, Louis’ old freshman year roommate and close friend, simply reading, ‘call me’. Liam has never really been one to reach out to Harry, something to do with a petty argument that escalated pretty badly a few years back, so needless to say Harry was a little on edge for the rest of his meeting. 

When he left the individual study room in one of his campus’ libraries, he immediately dialed Liam to ask what was going on. The conversation was not at all pleasant.

Harry was the first one to speak, and he asked, “Liam? Is everything alright?”

Liam cleared his throat and responded with, “I’m going to keep this quick with you and I’m only telling you because I know Louis never will.” He stopped talking, which Harry presumed was for dramatic affect. Harry rolled his eyes and gestured his head in a ‘hurry up’ sort of motion even though he knew Liam couldn’t see him.